The Animator (Larry Stylinson)

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE - MOMENTS IN TIME

Louis placed the vial of potion on the seat between them and he opened the book to a place he'd marked. He looked up at Harry before he looked back down at the book and seemed to read it all through again.

"It seems to say only a seer can block a memory and only a seer can unblock it." Louis said and looked up to smile at Harry. "Luckily I'm a seer so we've no problem there,"

"So you say," Harry grinned only to be pinched by Louis. He looked back to the vial between them hoping it didn't taste too bad. The more he looked at it the more he could see different things floating around the ocular liquid and he looked to the book as Louis' eyes went over the script.

"Okay I've definitely got it now. Are you ready?" He asked and Harry only half smiled as his eyes followed one of the floating objects in the liquid.

"I don't want to know what's in this do I?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's best not to ask." Louis nodded and Harry grimaced as Louis smiled. Harry looked over at him and bit his lip. He was so thankful Louis had put so much effort into helping him get his memory back and he leant forward to give him a kiss with a smile.

"Thank you, for putting in all this work and effort."

"It's worth it." He smiled bringing Harry in for another kiss before making sure he was sat up straight. "Now drink the potion and pretend it doesn't taste disgusting."

"I can't wait now," Harry said eyes back on the liquid which he deemed a bad decision because it was just adding to the fact he could see the things swirling in it. "Do I have to drink it all?"

"Unfortunately." Louis nodded. Harry knew it wouldn't be that simple and he sighed looking at the vial as Louis made sure their knees were touching and he then played his hands on Harrys knees his thumbs pressing tightly. "Ready"

"I guess." Harry said, now a little nervous. Both about drinking the disgusting looking potion but also about what memories he'd be seeing. But he simply looked back to Louis for the next step.

"Okay you'll need to keep your eyes locked into mine, even while you drink. Don't close them and you'll feel that same tingling feeling, possibly burning again as it works. Like I said before, I won't be In there with you but you'll be fine. I'll be here when you come round." Louis said and Harry bit his lip and nodded taking one final look at the potion as he unstopped it and then he looked back to Louis.

"If this makes me throw up, I'll make sure to throw up on you." Harry said and Louis smiled.

"I wouldn't blame you." He said and Harry closed his eyes tightly building up the determination and courage to down the potion and then he opened his eyes and looked straight at Louis. Louis kept his eye contact and didn't flinch even as Harry bought the vial up to his mouth.

He downed the potion as quickly as possible, the feeling of the chunks enough to make him want to gag and the bitterness absolutely disgusting. He kept his eye contact with Louis however knowing he'd get Louis back for making him have something this disgusting later.

Nothing seemed to happen at first but Harry determinately kept his eyes on Louis' before he finally began to feel pins and needles travelling up his spine and as it reached his neck, his vision began to go fuzzy until darkness seemed to swallow him.

As his vision came back he realised he was back in a memory but this one felt different from the onset. He couldn't move his head himself, he was stuck watching what was going on in a body he couldn't control.

He was sat in a small caravan much like the ones they'd been stuck in for the last few weeks, however this one was comfortable looking. Like it was lived in. Golden stars and moons were hanging from the ceiling hung by thread and they twisted slightly as they hung almost hypnotically.