*We'd got chatting in a bar after I'd accidentally trodden on her toe – both drunk but she more drunk than me – and admitted towards the end of th... evening she'd had a rough time when she had been younger, hinted at abuse.Damaged and vulnerable, I'd concluded as I'd given her my mobile number - my kind of female.I'd met her the next day for a coffee in town and she'd been uglier than I'd recalled: beady little brown eyes too close together set in a pudgy round face with a snub nose and flared. There was little she could say. At least her warning hadn't been useless, for Mr. Weasley alone would have fared poorly against five or more opponents in the depths of the Ministry."What time did you get in?" asked Hermione."I'm not sure - around one or two in the morning, I think." Professor McGonagall said you were to come tomorrow. Why come in the middle of the night? Were you lonely at Hogwarts?" I didn't want for company," said Imogen, her wry smile a dead giveaway that there was a story. “When she comes back, if you agree, I was thinking of asking her to join us in a more permanent relationship, maybe even move in with us.”Wallace had a frown on his face, and I was afraid I might have gone too far.“Don’t you think that’s a little extreme? We’ve really only known her a few months, and while the sex is fantastic there could be all sorts of legal ramifications.“There’s no legal way to do it, and I’m honestly not worried about us, but what about Louisa?”“What do you mean?”“What if. . I can’t remember ... Why can’t I remember my name?”“Don’t worry about it. Your memory will come back. Until then, let’s pretend you’ve won a contest and you get to choose another name. You get to keep your new name until you remember your real name ... Now then, if you could choose any name – which name would you choose?”“Amanda! I would choose Amanda ... I’ve always loved that old song.”“Do you remember the words?”“I think I do ... I know some of it...”“Can you recite the words for me? That.