A day later we tried to get Harry's memory back by any means at our disposal, as well as in the following days, to no avail. We had tried to show him some objects he used to use, to see if they moved any memories, or we had shown him some old photos of him and Gemma as children, but none of it worked.One evening we all gathered in the garden: the Nathar's, Michela and Niall with Louis and Zayn. To understand what to do, because time was running out, and it was necessary for Harry to remember.
«Such small things are useless», Randel said, «He needs to relive a very strong emotion, which can make him remember something important and meaningful to him. Something that guides him to his heartbeat, that makes him feel alive. I'm not talking about an object, but a person», he continued, looking at me.
Meanwhile I was thinking of a completely different person... and I was sure she was the only one who could give Harry such strong emotions.
«It's not a good idea», I said then, «I don't think I'm the right person... I think it should be you Gemma, he's your brother... there's no greater love for him than yours»
Her eyes moistened and she smiled softly at me.
«Thanks Jen, it means a lot to me», she ran to hug me, «Harry means a lot to me», she said, loosening the embrace and stroking my cheek.
«That's why I know you'll make it», I smiled at her, taking her hand.
«Well then», he resumed the word, «Tomorrow you have the whole day to try, please, don't give him too strong information, or he could close into himself and never remember anything»
«I'll be careful Randel, don't worry, I already know what to do», she smiled with a certain euphoria in her voice.
It was the right choice, I was sure of it.
Gemma's pov.
The next day I went into the Nathar's house to go to my brother. For some unknown reason to me my hands were shaking, I was very tense and at the same time thrilled to finally be able to spend time with him alone.In the room I saw him awake looking at the ceiling with his hands crossed behind his head. He did this every time he was thinking about something deep, I remembered.
«Harry...», I called his attention and he met my gaze.
«Hi», he smiled at me, raising his back and leaning against the wall.
«Did you sleep well this morning?»
«A lot. Even if these bags give you a little back pain», he stretched his spine, «Come closer, I don't bite», he smiled.
Hesitant, I approached him and sat down beside him.
«I'm sorry, I just didn't want to wake Jenna», I said, watching her still blissfully asleep.
«She's very beautiful, isn't she?», he asked, looking at her with a smile and then he turned his eyes into mine, «You are very beautiful too»
«Oh», I blushed surprised by his affirmation, «Why thank you»
He smiled again and he pushed a lock of my hair away from my face. It was as if I saw a thought grow in his eyes. He parted his lips slightly and then he closed them again. He tried again, and this time he was able to speak.
«Why do I feel that you are part of me?», he asked, accelerating the palpitations of my heart, «Why do I feel like I have known you all my life?»
«Maybe that's the way it is», I tried, «You just don't remember it»
«But it's strange... I feel like my heart is beating in unison with yours... why do I feel like this?»
«Harry, you just have to trust me», I said, blushing, «I want to take you to some places today. It could help you regain your memory and understand why you feel this way»
YOU ARE READING
The New Era |Apoclypse Sequel|
AcakTen years later, Harry and Jenna were having trouble in paradise. Jonathan was about to know if he was predestined to be an half-blood like her sister, or just a normal kid. Meanwhile, new problems began to arise, Dullville wasn't safe anymore, th...
