If you could invent a holiday, what and when would it be?

[not_a_liar]

What special traditions would take place on that day?I'd invent a holiday where people could just forget everything. Forgetting Day. Wouldn't it be a bloody relief to have just one day where you didn't have to think about all the things you've done wrong in your past, and all the things looming in your future? Not have to wonder what you'll do with

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[lockedhearts]

...You envy me?

[not_a_liar]

Sometimes I do.

Hello.

[lockedhearts]

Oh, hello. *smiles*

But it's not fun to not remember anything. Though... If you really really wanted to lose some of your memories, I could sort of help you.

[not_a_liar]

Er, all things considered, Professor, I think I will just keep my memories the way they are. I suppose I could always find a pensieve if I really wanted to lose them for a day or two.

How is the memory thing coming for you, anyway?

[lockedhearts]

Please, call me Gil.

And the memory thing is fine, I'm a little better. I don't get lost like I used to and I can do a little bit of magic now! Oh, and I can do a memory charm too. Though I haven't tried it yet.

[not_a_liar]

I'm glad to hear that you're doing better. You might want to be careful with that memory charm, however. You wouldn't want to suffer a relapse or anything.

What have you been doing with yourself since... we last met?

[lockedhearts]

Of course I'll be careful, I like the memories I have now for the most part.

And I've left St. Mungo's and now I have friends and everything. *beams* Well, when I say left... I mean escaped.

[not_a_liar]

*slightly alarmed*

I see. I don't suppose you could go stand just a bit further over there?

Dare I ask about your new friends?

[lockedhearts]

What? Why? *Gil blinks* You're not afraid of me, are you? Because I'd never hurt anyone, honest.

And my friends... Well, my best friend is a demon. A nice one, before you ask.

[not_a_liar]

Afraid? Why would I possibly be afraid? Not to harp on past events or anything, but the last time I saw you, you tried to Obliviate me and my best friend, now you tell me you've escaped from St. Mungos, and your best friend is a demon?

No, no. Not afraid. Just feeling that a bit of caution is prudent.

[lockedhearts]

I did what? Well... that doesn't sound at all like something I'd do. *blinks in confusion*

And yes, Lorne is a demon... But he's nice. Harmless, really. He just looks a bit different, but his heart is made of gold. Well, not really, but you know what I mean.

[not_a_liar]

*sigh*

Nevermind. I'm sure it was all just a misunderstanding.

I will take your word for it on the demon. I've never met one, So I'm sure that their reputations are probably quite undeserved.

*he shakes his head, not quite believing he's having this conversation*

[lockedhearts]

...I hope it was. *worries now* Say... if that was true... Nobody got hurt, did they? And why would I do that?

You should meet him, I'm sure he'd love to. Just don't sing at him, please.

[not_a_liar]

I'm sure it was. No one was hurt, really. I wouldn't worry about it too much.

*doubtful* I'm not sure meeting a demon is the best idea. And I promise not to sing at him... my voice is not very good anyway.

Why would you think I'd sing at him?

[lockedhearts]

*Gil nods, though not quite believing him*

Well, Lorne... People sing at him a lot. Because he can read their emotions and aura when they do, he can see things that's going to happen sometimes.

[not_a_liar]

That's really very interesting. I wonder if he could tell me what's going to happen.

But I promised I wouldn't sing for him.