"You have to go into work at least till your character is no longer on the show." Hermione shouted for the twelfth time to Draco who was lying on his couch. She'd some to tell him about having to bringing Harry to St. Mungo's, to find him sprawled on his couch refusing to go to work.

"I'm not going to. I do not want to any longer." Draco grumbled.

"Draco honestly. He says he does not remember you. That is no reason however for you to skimp on your responsibilities. Go to the show and act for as long as they'll have you. Or I will not allow the Ministry to give you your job back even without the perks they have tried to persuade you into returningby offering them." Hermione barked glaring down at the blonde, the hospital had let Harry out right after he woke so Hermione didn't know anything about his condition, except that he would probably be at work again that day.

"But Hermione." He tried, "I can't stand to see him."

"Then when he's around look in the other direction. I will not allow you to quit. That's final."


"We are running late folks. Have something to eat, chat. We will be starting up momentarily." One of the assistant Directors shouted to the men and women assembled for the day.

Draco wandered over to the table of refreshments and grabbed a bottle of water.

"Harry's running late again he never can get here on time." A woman said walking up to him and wiping off her hand before offering it to him to shake. "I'm Jesse one of the make-up artists." Draco glanced at her and raised an eyebrow coolly,

"Thank god. I was afraid we all going to have to wear something like that." He commented on her outfit. She looked down at herself and chuckled at all of the make up she had smeared across her clothes.

"Nope. I do this for myself. I could keep clean but it seems too much of a hassel for me. Not you though is it?" she asked looking at him sideways. He was perfectly dressed as normal down to his hair falling exactly as he wanted it to.

"Yes well I was always told to look my best. Anyone who dressed lower then me was not worth my time and so I needed to look perfect, makes it so you have to converse with less people."

"Are you shy then?" Jesse asked curiously, "not wanting to talk to people and all."

"No, not shy. I simply can not deal with how stupid some people you will accidentally talk to are." He said simply.

"Ah." Was all Jesse said in response looking around her slightly uncomfortable.

"What did you mean by earlier?" Draco asked her, she looked at him confused and he elaborated, "When you said Harry was always late. You meant Harry Potter right?"

"Yeah that would be him." Jesse said smiling again. "I've know him since I started working on this show and that was years ago. I think he may have actually been on time for a week out of those five years. Normally he's not this late though."

"How inconsiderate. Forcing everyone else who was here on time to do nothing." Draco sighed looking around, "Aren't there scenes that don't have him in them that can be shot?"

"Yeah, but they just figured to let you guys have a break till he gets here. Most people don't really mind."

"Yes well, that is most people isn't it?" Draco remarked coolly before walking off.

"What a nice fellow." Jesse said sarcastically grabbing a water and walking towards a group of people she knew that she could bother.


"Honestly, two hours late. How inconsiderate." Draco grumbled to himself as he sat next to a trailer in the sun reading over his lines for the next scene they were going to be doing with him in it.

Draco had seen Harry's car pull up and had left the main roomso he wouldn't have to bother with the other man. It didn't seem to be working all to well however.Any time there was a break between scenes and Harry was not needed for costuming or make-up he seemed to be right in front of Draco, watching him. Now normally that wasn't too big of a problem. Draco was used to people staring at him. But it was Harry.

Finally Draco was told he was up. He moved onto the set and started with his part. They had him going nonstop most of the day. When he finally got a break he walked over to the trailer he had been sitting next to and sat down again. The trailer however was no longer quiet. Music was pounding in it and Draco was subject to the washed out noise it made seeping through the walls.

Draco stood deciding to find a different place to pass the time, when the door of the trailer slammed open. Draco turned around to see who it was a groaned in frustration.

"Oh Merlin, its you." he shook his head walking away,

"Draco." Harry called running out of his trailer and grabbing the blonde's arm.

"Let go of me Potter." Draco growled yanking on his arm that Harry refused to let go of.

"Draco Malfoy. What a sexy name. But of course you are obviously sexy even without the name." Harry smirked at Draco.

"Don't you ever fucking say that to me again." Draco snapped pushing Harry against the side of his trailer and glaring at him. The words Harry said were so similar to ones he'd heard before from his Harry. Harry lifted up his hand and ran it down Draco's cheek. "Leave me alone." Draco barked pulling away from Harry to get the dark haired boy grab his elbows and hold Draco to him. "Let me go." Draco shouted.

"I hadn't know you were trying to get to me." Harry said pushing a strand of hair out of Draco's face, "Not until Lucius found me did I know you had tried to get away, tried to get to me. I'd already let them find me; I didn't really care to live at that point. He'd already cast the memory charm before I could do anything to get to you."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Draco asked.

"It was triggered by a word." Harry said, "I couldn't remember anything till I said your name. It's so out of the ordinary, and perfect as Lucius never wanted me to remember and try to find you, and it would be you, the man that I cared for them most ripped away from me."

"Tell me what the hell you're trying to say. Or let me go." Draco barked trying once again to get out Harry's grip.

"I wasn't lying when I said I didn't know who you were yesterday. But I do now." Harry said running his fingers through Draco's hair and pushing his head forward, kissing him gently.

"Potter." Draco growled pulling on a handful of Harry's hair to get Harry off of him. "Tell me again, this time hopefully coherently what you just said."

"Your father put me under a memory charm so that I couldn't find you and it was only released if I said your name. I honestly didn't remember anything yesterday, I do now. I know you tried to get away form your father, your family that you thought you had to do everything for. I remember you." Draco studied Harry for a few seconds that seemed like much to long of a time for Harry after remembering and not having being near Draco for years.

"Good. That's what I thought." Draco said shoving Harry's lips onto his again and trying to devour the other man's mouth.

"Harry its time to go… and I thought you honestly just didn't like him." Jesse commented to Draco as he and Harry pulled out of the heated kiss they had only just become engaged in, at hearing the readhead talk.

"Oh, so you were the blonde bastard that Jesse was telling me about." Harry grinned.

"Yes well, I was a bit angry with you." Draco simply said.

"A bit? Hell you were bitching way too much to have been a bit angry. A bit pissed off maybe. Thoroughly angry I'd go with, but not a…"

"Yes Jesse thank you for that. We get the message." Harry cut her off, "is there something you actually needed?"

"Oh yes, they wanted you in wardrobe."

"Tell them I'll be a minute." Harry responded pulling Draco closer into him.

"Sure thing, but you might want to go into your trailer or something, I don't think most people would count what you two are about to do a good excuse to be late."

"Yes, well that would be because they haven't experienced it themselves." Draco informed her as Harry pulled him into his trailer and slamming the door behind them. Jesse stood outside and a few seconds later Harry's head popped out,

"Thanks for the message Jesse." He said before he was pulled back inside.

"Boys." She grinned walking back into the building.


A/N: Hi everyone. I bet your all thinking; wow she actually remembers she was writing this story. Never fear! I know all of the stories I write. I just may not update certain ones hardly ever. But I hope you like this chapter. Things are going to start moving along. Harry remembers. Woot-woot,Yes! okay well.. please review!