40: Things I cannot remember...

[eyesweregold]

[Risika is sitting in front of a small screen, with a loop of the more darker clips form Draco's recent past. In her hand is a picture of him, with her own name on it. The tricky journal catches her soft words.]

Draco Malfoy...

[then she realizes it has, so she repeats what most everyone's said.]

Risika, room 1804 if you find anything.

Comments

[lilblackdevil]

[have a knock on your door some time later]

[eyesweregold]

[Risika somewhat hesitantly opens the door]
Hello?

[lilblackdevil]

[a few blinks - this doesn't look quite like the girl in the picture she's seen]

Are you Risika?

[eyesweregold]

[nods, but doesn't say anything... just stands in the doorway]

[fiveby_five]

Man, this deal is getting old. How many people even live here?

[eyesweregold]

Quite a few, I guess.

[fiveby_five]

No kidding. You find anything about you?

[eyesweregold]

Not much yet. Discovered a couple of things I didn't know I could do.

[malfoy_purity]

Hello?

[eyesweregold]

What?

[malfoy_purity]

You said my name.

[eyesweregold]

You're... Draco Malfoy?

[lostmytoad]

Risika? Are you okay? You haven't lost your memories too, have you?

[eyesweregold]

I can't remember anything. Do you know me?

[lostmytoad]

[oh dear]

Er ... yes. I'm Neville Longbottom.

[eyesweregold]

Well... I hope I remember you soon. Do you know me very well?