Drabbles? From Raven? But she doesn't believe in writing anymore!
After-Effects of the Accident
"I know you," she says softly, putting her hand on his cheek. Blaise holds it against his skin, nodding.
"Yeah, you do, Loony," he says, letting his heart swell with hope.
"Loony?" she asks, her eyes glowing. "You…"
"Yeah?" he asks, and he lets himself get hopeful again. She frowns, and her nose crinkles just like it always used to. Blaise sighs.
"Do you remember me, Luna?" he asks. Luna smiles.
"I remember meeting you." Blaise squeezes her hand.
"Is that all?"
"I can tell that I loved you," she nods.
"But you don't remember," he trails off, letting her hand drop to her side.
"No."
