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I've grown accustomed to your face - March 30th
by Auror Potter (auror_potter)
at October 13th, 2006 (11:16 pm)

Mental State: annoyed

I can’t sleep.

Even with the tent to myself, I can’t get to sleep. Moody gave everyone their leave but I get to keep working off my ‘carelessness’, fucking wanker!

I keep thinking about Ron and the fact that I miss his voice. I miss more than his voice, to be honest, but — to bloody hell with this!

I pull the mirror from my pocket and am about to call when I think better of it. He’s probably busy.

Busy doing what at this hour? He could be on rounds.

Or he could be hurt! He’s not hurt.

“How do you know?” Oh hell! I’m really losing it if I’m having an argument with myself over this! I decide to call him and actually end up waking him.

He’s sleeping? While I’m sitting here worried sick over him?

“Wake up, Ron!”


Posted by: Auror Potter (auror_potter)
Posted at: October 16th, 2006 02:33 am (UTC)

I close the mirror and set it down along with my glasses and try to remember what Mrs. Tonks said about the corridor and doors.

"Picture your memories as rooms with doors and locks. You want to make sure all the doors are closed. Can you see the doors, Harry? Walk to each door and set the lock in place. You do it mentally as if you were controlling a puppet. Move the Harry in your mind toward the door. Can you see the door, Harry?"

Closing this door is much harder than I thought. I want to close it, but I want to keep looking at him, want to keep feeling safe and loved.

"You're not closing the memories off forever. You're only closing off those rooms that house the memories with the most powerful feelings attached to them. The ones we love never truly leave you, Harry. But there are times, when you have to close the door to them. Can you see the door, Harry?"

I don't remember falling asleep after closing the door... just the image of a chess piece... of a Knight fixed on the door to a memory I closed off.