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AN: Sorrysorrysorry it's so long between updates. Eleos, thank you sososo much for reviewing almost every chapter! I love you! This chapter (and the next and the next and the next) is for you!

Music: Last Christmas, Taylor Swift (Wrong season, but I'm me, insane ol' Suki-Alanna)

Prompt: Memory

Scorpius is just another memory, another fading dream, a person of my past. And I hate that, hate that he's not here anymore. But I can't, I just can't get him back now. He gave me a chance, and I couldn't take it, so now all I have of him is a memory. Maybe two. Okay, a lot more than two, but still, it's the point of the matter.

What I hate the most about memories is that you can't talk to them or snog them. Well, you could, if you were going to go all Bella on me, but still. Memories aren't plausible. Even Bella couldn't hear the exact tones of his "velvety" voice. Such an idiot. Anyway, memories are just an echo, and sometimes, an echo doesn't cut it. A lot of the time, actually.

Memories, bah humbug.