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Dr. Lovegood: St Mungo Studies, we are resuming with, with session 5-26, name Harry J. Potter, test case 412566, Cortexa serum has been administered. Harry? Can you hear me?

Harry J. Potter: Yes, where am I?

Dr. Lovegood: You're in a safe place, Harry. A place where we can help you.

Harry J. Potter: ... thank you, who are you?

Dr. Lovegood: My name is Dr. Lovegood.

Harry J. Potter: Lovegood, Lovegood... wait, wait, wait, wait you're new, you're new, my doctor my... ah ... my doctor is ah, Deb…

Dr. Lovegood: Dr. Deborah, yes, Dr. Deborah had to take a leave of absence. I'll be continuing her progress.

Harry J. Potter: Oh, I'm afraid I can't bring you up to speed. I ... ah, I don't remember much.

Dr. Lovegood: That's ok, Harry, as one of Magical Britain's leaders in spell development, you had to remember a lot, it's ok to get a little confused.

Harry J. Potter: I, ah ... I think I have extreme anterograde amnesia with bursts of dissociative fugue states due to trauma, probably memory distressed.

Dr. Lovegood: That's one way to put it, yes, impressive, Harry.

Harry J. Potter: Ah ... I've been taking notes, in my head. I've been in here a long time, I think. But as soon as I grasp something, it slips right back out ... ah ... I do recognize that perfume, though.

Dr. Lovegood: You were the only one that liked it.

Harry J. Potter: Luna. Oh my god, Luna Lovegood! I worked with you!

Dr. Lovegood: The potion I injected into you is taking effect.

Harry J. Potter: Why? Why am I restrained? What's going on? Tell me!

Dr. Lovegood: You have only a few minutes of clear, cognitive processing before your amnesia returns and I need to ask you a question.

Harry J. Potter: Hmm, no this is crazy! Where's Hermione? Where's Ron? I want to speak with Ron.

Dr. Lovegood: Ron is dead, now listen carefully.

Harry J. Potter: Wait, no, wait. He is dead. Oh my god, oh you shot me with Cortexa, I invent the god damn thing and you stick it in me.

Dr. Lovegood: Harry, it takes a week for your mind to recover from this drug, time is precious. Now what do you remember about Ron's death?

Harry J. Potter: Ah ... it, it was ah, it was a setup. I thought he was my friend but he betrayed us. The Ministry was going to kill us.

Dr. Lovegood: Harry, you were a top spell researcher for the Ministry why would they kill you?

Harry J. Potter: You're telling me they wouldn't? Tom was sure of it.

Dr. Lovegood: Was Tom responsible for the murderous rampage across the city that night?

Harry J. Potter: We both were! They all deserved to die, my whole life was dedicated to the Ministry. I thought I was appreciated, I thought I was doing the right thing but it all funnels down to defense weapons. Defending the Ministry from Merlin knows bloody what! I was creating killing machines, my family deteriorated before my very eyes!

Dr. Lovegood: Harry, please take a deep breath.

Harry J. Potter: For what? A fucking job? ... I'm sorry, I just want to see my family again. Please.

Dr. Lovegood: I'm afraid there are some memories the drug cannot bring back.

Harry J. Potter: What do you mean? What am I forgetting? Please, I want to know, tell me. Please Lindsay, I beg you. I … ah, no ... oh my god, no, I'm forgetting your name. Please, inject me with more Cortexa. I need to remember, please!

Dr. Lovegood: We will, Harry, we will. Next week. I'm sorry.

Harry J. Potter: No, Now! Just, just, don't, I'm so sick of forgetting.

Dr. Lovegood: We will help you Harry. I will help you, no matter what.

Harry J. Potter: Help ... ah, help me with what? Where am I?

Dr. Lovegood: You're in a safe place Harry. A place where we can help you.

Harry J. Potter: Thank you, who are you?

Dr. Lovegood: My name is Dr. Lovegood.