Magus (Tom Ridder#Author )

Chapter 10: Forgotten Memories.

A person with light brown hair touched my shoulder as I dozed of to the professor's old meledios voice which seem to entice those around her to want to fall asleep. Startled I gasped earning the ire of the teacher. I apologized head bowed and confused. Where was I? I looked at the brown haired person who's shoulders shook in silent laughter. I shook my head smiling wickedly at him as an idea of mischief flashed through my mind and made me grin from ear to ear. He asked for it. Thirdly minutes later my fingers found its way underneath his armpits and tickled him. He covered his mouth while muffled laugher escaped between the cracks in his fingers. I let go grinning wickedly having struck my revenge just as the bell rang. I rose and packed my bags when the brown haired boy took my chin and stole a kiss. Gasping for air I pounded his chest.
"No fair,Riddle!!" I cried."You are not allowed to steal kisses while we are in school!"I grumbled.
"Oh,please,..........,love.You did this to yourself. Acting cunning but as soon as I take a nibble your bite back." He laughed my name was lost in his voice which confused me,but I followed. Who am I? The boy named Riddle held my hand and dragged me through the classes of the day. He stretched like a cat but grinned like a Fox.
"So little..........,let's go to the movies. What do you say?" He asks looking like the God of mischief.
"Mhmm,alright. But I pick the theme."I say excited. He rolled his eyes and once again swiftly and softly kissed my lips freezing me in place. Why does he do that? He grabbed my hand again and dragged me out.
"Which theme?" He asks.
"Fantasy,of course you choose the rest." I say knowing he would only allow me one choice. He grinned but pouted playfully again. Suddenly a man came into my line of sight and I brought us to an up brute stop. The man was about to hit the child. Without thinking or meaning to I let go of the brown haired boy and pushed the man until he fell I picked the kid up and ran, the brown haired boy followed though obviously stunned. The kids face was ruined,multiple bruises dotted his once obviously adorable face. Tears streamed down as he cried in the nape of my neck. I felt that man deserved More than just a rough shove. I shook my head,I won't lower myself to his level no matter what.
"Riddle!"I called as we stopped in front of the theatre.
"Yeah,yeah. Let's bring the kid inside,I'll pay. But you owe me a kiss after words." He says walking in front of me and the little kid.
"W-why?" The kid stuttered.
"Because you deserve kindness once and a while, don't you think?I'll ask my mum if you could stay with us for a while, okay. What's your name?" I ask.
"Tommy." He answered between sobs.
"Well Tommy,I'm........" I say but I did not know or could not hear what I had said. It was like a eraser had trailed through me, erasing my name. I ignored it though. Riddle had chosen an animation called wonetpark which held fantasy like I asked and he even went into consideration of Tommy,heck he even bought sweets for all of us and drinks. As we sat down in our seats,Tommy gradually stopped sobbing and on my sniffed as he sat on my lap and watched the movie play out. He laughed happily at the silly characteristics the writer of the movie had come up with. Riddle and I exchanged a glance that said:"Adorable!" He even winked at me and ruffled Tommies hair. I leaned against his side. This feeling is nice. Whatever it is. Tommy loved the sweets and gobbled everything up even my and Riddle's. What a sweet sweet child. As we left the theatre, Tommy singing the song that kept on repeating itself in the movie and my hands intertwined with both him and Riddles. I had a very foolish grin plastered on my face. A child's laughter made one feel so pleased while having your dear one at your side. We turned towards the docks since my and Riddles homes laid in wait there. I hope my mother doesn't mind. A gunshot went off and Riddle collapsed to the ground in a limp heap of bones and flesh,I froze his blood splattered all across my face. It was a shot gun. Other wise there would not have been so much blood. What am I thinking. Another shot. Tommy collapsed coating my jeans in crimson. I turned and faced the gunner. He stepped closer and placed the gun on top of my chest his eyes full malice. This is the man who hit Tommy. The gunclap echoed around me as I fell I was too stunned to numb by the sudden on slaught of grief to care. If I hadn't saved that boy. No it was worth it. But I shouldn't have brought Ridddle along. I shouldn't have been so naive.  Memories of people, memories of old stories I told the children in my neighbourhood who could not and were not allowed to read or write. The stories and fanfiction Riddle and I enjoyed. The irony between the Tom Riddle in Harry Pottor and Riddle's name which made us grin all the time. The sweet laughter of both my parents as they danced in the living room to the song that they married too. The songs I grew up with. My friends who laughed at my silly forgetfulness. For the first time I was able to remember everything except one thing,my name. But that didn't bother me, the pain that seemed to crush me on the other hand was front and centre to my mind.
"ASHER!" Someone shook my shoulders,but that didn't budge me at all. Tears streamed down my face as my hands came up and pushed the invisible hands away.
"Leave me be,please." I begged. I rolled around but fell miserably to the floor,jolted by the warmth of the floor I sat up and shook my head as my new memories cascaded and reminded me where and when I am. Oh,boy. My eyes were still leaking tears. All of my friends including the boys stood around me worry clear in their eyes. Well that was certainly new. Mai hugged me and made shussing sounds. I shivered at the warmth. But smiled and patted her back.
"I'm fine. Just one heck of a nightmare. By the way who knows what I said in my sleep? I don't remember what happened."I say rather bluntly.
"It must have been really bad for you to say:'Let me be,please.' grumbled Avery. I blinked shocked that I had actually said that.
"Oh. I actually said something like that?" I muttered mortified by the fact that they saw this side of me.
"Yes,you did. And you calls do it Riddle. Why?" Tom asks narrowing his eyes. I blinked once again shocked that my own memories came to bite my butt and show my weakness.
"Riddle was a friend of mine. Unlike you,your surname was his name. But...."I shook my head and averted my eyes from them as I gracefully picked myself and my quilt up. "It's seems I know what I dreamt of." I muttered and placed my cover on the bed to find that my hair was loose. I picked out normal clothes and my uniform and walked past everybody no one seemed to want to stop me. I took off my robes and climbed into the shower setting the water to scorching hot,which gave quick relief to my cold body. My knees gave way as more memories invaded my private space within my mind.