And Now for Something Completely Different

Chapter 6: getting to know you.



Harry woke up and groaned. His muscles were sore from lying on the cold floor. Suddenly his memories rushed back, and he lunged forward with the force of them. His body demanding action before his mind caught up with it. He crawled over to where his Glitch was laying. ‘Please please be okay.’ He rolled him over and felt for a pulse. Nearly crying with relief when he found one, he assessed his magic stores and was surprised to find them fully charged; only missing just enough to wake him up. It must have taken the chance to make him sleep and get recharged. He waved his wand at Glitch “Enervate” Glitch shot up and looked around. He smiled when he saw Harry and the younger man pulled him into his embrace, “Harry, I remember.” Glitch tried to start their ritual, but Harry couldn’t do it. He needed to tell him before something like this happened again and he lost the chance forever. “I Love you Glitch,” Harry whispered into his zipper. Glitch gasped and pulled back to look at him. Harry smiled nervously.



“Really Harry?” Harry nodded.



“Yea Glitch, Promise.” Tears fell from Glitch’s eyes, and Harry grew more nervous.



“No one’s ever said that to me.” Harry didn’t have the heart to say the standard, ‘that you remember’ he just nodded.



Glitch tilted his head like he was trying to remember something. “There’s something I should say now isn’t there?” Harry laughed. “Not if you don’t mean it.” He helped Glitch stand up and asked him if he hurt anywhere, “Nowhere but my head, but that’s normal…or I think it is.” Harry nodded, he probably had a concussion; well the both probably did. He remembered Cain and reminded Glitch who insisted they go up and look for him.



They found his hat and gun next to a broken window. Glitch looked out and saw a hole in the ice and a body half out of it, he pulled Harry to the window and pointed at it. Harry told him to meet him down there through the door and jumped out the window after pointing his wand at himself and saying ‘Wingardium Leviosa’. Glitch blinked but followed directions.



When he finally got around the mountain to them Cain was out of the water and Harry was drying him off and casting spells on him. “Help me get him to the car.” Glitch nodded. He didn’t remember who the blonde guy was but he knew he was important, not only to Harry but to him too.



They finally got him to the car and Harry told Glitch to go find wood. He had all sorts of thoughts, memories, running in his head. All about Harry. Harry said he loved him. He skipped a little. Ah what a wondrous feeling. He twirled around in a circle, spilling the wood he’d collected. ‘Bother’. He bent down to pick them back up. He loved his Harry there was no question, although there was a question about the blond man. He cared about the blond man too…so there was a question? Oh forget it.



He went back to the car and opened the door. That jealousy feeling was back. Harry was taking of Cain’s cloths. “Cain” He cried out, he remembered. Harry smiled at him. The blonde was covered in scars. Something thumped on the floor out of Cain’s coat pocket and Glitch bent down to pick it up. It was a wooden horse with a bullet in it. He handed it to Harry and sighed, “This saved him.”



He took the wood and made a small fire. It wouldn’t take much to heat up the small space. Glitch sat next to Cain and wiped the melted ice from his face. His Harry loved him, Cain was safe. Everything was well.



Cain opened his blue eyes, blinking in the light. Where was he? There was a hand on his face “Adora?” the hand moved and he tried to focus his eyes. “Glitch” he smiled, but it wasn’t his smile, it didn’t beam, or even meet his eyes. What was wrong?



“Nothings wrong Cain.” ‘Harry’, good they were both alright. He couldn’t have gone one if either of them were gone. Not even revenge would be enough. He took a deep breath and tried to tell them, “I’m glad you’re both alright”. It was as close as he could get. Harry nodded, but didn’t smile. They were both subdued. “What’s wrong?” he looked down at himself, checking to make sure he was unharmed. Glitch answered, “You called out for Adora, and it makes us sad.” “Glitch” Harry hissed at him, Glitch looked as bewildered as Cain felt. Why would saying his dead wife’s name…..wait! He sat up and then grunted as his muscles protested. Harry helped him sit, “You have to slow down, you had hypothermia, and you’re still fighting it.” Harry tried to pull away once Cain was up, but he grabbed his arm. “They’re alive. He said they are alive.” He expected his friend to be happy for him, and was therefore angry when Harry’s eyes shuttered a little before the smile came. “We’ll help you find them Cain.”



“Harry!” Glitch protested, and Harry shot him a dark look. Cain drew back at their odd actions. He’d never seen Harry treat Glitch that way. He would find out from Glitch when Harry left, if he ever did. He got his chance a few hours later, when Harry left to relieve himself. It had been a tense few hours, but Cain didn’t know why it was that way.



He pulled his gun on Glitch, “Alright, tell me what’s going on now.” He cocked it. He wasn’t going to use it, it was habit to get the answers he wanted. Glitch didn’t even look at the gun, his dark expressive eyes locked on his face. “Don’t you feel it?” he asked. He wasn’t exactly sure what he zipper head was referring to. He shook his head. “This feeling, that your important. I sometimes forget you, but I always remember the feeling. It’s the same feeling I have with Harry. It’s why we made the promise.”



“What promise?” Cain had asked before but there was never time. Glitch moved to pull out the notebook they were always writing in. He opened it to the first page and handed it to Cain.



This notebook is for the things Glitch remembers, so he will never have to forget.







I Harry Potter, promise to always let Glitch stay with me and to keep him as safe as I can, as long as he wants to be by my side



Even if he’s a bother or can’t remember me all the time. Glitch and any other names he was called, promises to always remember Harry Potter and all the memories and feelings associated with Harry Potter, unless Harry Potter says the phrase, “Glitch I don’t want you to remember me” which will prompt Glitch to stop remembering anything he wouldn’t remember normally, or if remembering Harry Potter would put Harry Potter or Glitch and any other names he was called, in insurmountable danger; insurmountable as determined to Harry Potter’s standards



Cain looked up. “So this is why you always remember him?” Glitch nodded, “He said it was magical and the magic made it happen.” He thought for a moment, and pushed aside his jealousy, he wanted Glitch to remember him to, and he wanted Harry to always let him be by his side. He shook his head and pointed the gun back at Glitch. Was the zipper head trying to side track him?



“This doesn’t explain what’s going on here.” Glitch took back the notebook.



“We did this because we have a connection, and we have one with you too, but you have a wife and a kid, and now their alive again. What happens when you find them? You won’t need us anymore.” He stopped rambling when Harry threw open the door. Cain felt momentary sadness that neither man started their annoying ritual. Cain lowered his gun.



“Glitch, go outside.” The headcase almost argued, but a look from Harry silenced him. He mumbled under his breath while he left. Harry let him pass, but didn’t move any further into the car when Glitch was gone. Cain decided to start, he was a tin man he could do this “Do you feel it too.” Harry nodded, his eyes boring into Cain’s scull.



Neither spoke for a while, until finally Harry moved to sit next to Cain, “Neither of us want to take her place. We couldn’t even if we wanted to.” He opened his mouth to say more, but Cain knew that neither of them were good with words, or feelings. Cain reached over and grabbed Harry’s hand, pulling it into his lap. Harry leaned into his shoulder. Cain laced their fingers together and he could hear Glitch singing in the snow. Harry snorted and Cain turned to smile at him. The smile froze on his face when he looked into Harry’s deep green sorcerer’s eyes. Those eyes marked immediately as a magic user. The queens were lavender, DG’ were blue, Azkadelia’s were black and Harry’s, green. Cain’s own blue eyes were superficial, not magical in the least.



Harry’s lips parted and Cain licked his lips. He leaned forward to press against Harry’s soft warm mouth. They both held each others\' eyes. It was soft and short, but it held so many meanings. It was a beginning.



Harry leaned back and opened his mouth to ask, but stopped. Cain nodded. He knew the sorcerer wanted to know about Adora. “I don’t remember her anymore. When I think about her, all I see is them taking her. All I feel is pain and rage. I can’t remember her favorite color, or how she smells. Even if we do find her..” He shrugged.



“And your son?” Harry whispered.



“I want to find him, but he was so young. What if he hates me?” Harry shook his head. “You can ask him when we find him.” Harry kissed him again softly, and pulled Cain down to rest his head in his lap. He called for Glitch to come back in.



The zipper head bounded in and stopped and tilted his head just inside, “Did I miss the party?” Harry chuckled and Cain blushed. It had been so long since he’d blushed. “Shut the door headcase you’re letting in the cold.” Glitch did so and snuggled into Cain, resting his head on Harry’s legs. “You feel it now?” Cain nodded. “Good, I’m tired Harry.” Cain felt a hand on his shoulder and pulled Glitch closer to him. “Go to sleep, I’ll keep you safe.” Cain drifted off to Harry’s deep voice singing softly in another language.