About Harry

Hermione

It's one o'clock at night. I'm in front of the fireplace. After lunch, before to go, Ted told me he was about to call me at this hour. Harry is sleeping. Lunch has been ok, Ted talked a lot and asked a lot, Harry talked less and answered to his questions, carefully planned I believe, to understand the extent of the problem. And by the glances we shot occasionally to each other I guess the extent of the problem is pretty clear to both of us.

With a pop Ted's head is there and I'm ready to receive my instruction.

'Hermione, the situation is serious and delicate' he says as a preamble. 'I don't know if you noticed but I think he forgot all about Voldemort as well. Actually, I think he remembers very little in general. He lives in a kind of personal delusion. He is slowly creating a whole new confused parallel life that has nothing to do with reality.'

Yes, I had exactly the same feeling. And every passing day is getting worse.

'We must try to bring back his memory but very cautiously, by degrees, otherwise the shock may prove to be too great.'

So, these are my instructions:

1) Give him a routine. Everyday waking up at the same hour, outdoor activities if possible.

2) Informing George of what's happening and ask him every day to pop in for a chat. Ted is going to do the same.

3) Not mentioning Ginny or the kids for the moment.

4) Let's bring back his memory step by step talking.

Ok, that's the jest of what he told me and seems everything feasible and rational.

But then he adds

'He is very confused. And all this mixing with you is confusing him even more. He is slowly replacing you from friend to a surrogate wife and this must not happen. Therefore, stop having sex with him, you shouldn't share his bed and you should start to leave him alone time to time. Go and have a walk, go to the Burrow, to your parents, anywhere. Start with small walk and lengthen them day after day'

And this, I know is not going to be neither feasible nor easy. I tell him so. I explain him about his dread to sleep alone, how he begs me to sleep close to him and how is keeping asking him not to leave him.

What I don't explain is that I know I won't be able to. I'm totally incapable to deny anything he asks me, that I'm helpless and weak any time he looks for me, that I'm deliriously happy every single time and at the same time I feel devastated by the fact that it has all been under either denial or delusion.

Ted is now stern though.

'Hermione, what are you planning to do? This is not healthy! He has got sons and a daughter, he used to have a wife who is not you. What you are secretly nurturing it's wrong and cannot be. You have a husband too and kids and you will have to return to them eventually. Are you in denial too?'

What can I say? He is right. But how can I refuse him knowing than any may be the last? This is never going to work.

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I called George who, obviously, was quite awake toying with some dangerous classified object or other, I don't want to know what, I turn a blind eye. I explained him Harry's situation. He was aghast.

'Holy shit!' he exclaimed 'Doesn't he remember Ginny? Like at all?'

'No, not a glimmer of a memory. And don't talk about her either. We need to go slowly'

'Ok, ok... I'll come tomorrow. This is really messed up'

Silence from my part. Yes, this is really messed up.

Silence from his part. Studious glare.

'You are not sleeping with him, are you?'

Oh, for god's sake! Have I got written "I'm sleeping with Harry Potter" on my front???