"Gambit? Oh, you, yeah. No..." Miniver sat up and grabbed a beer, grinning at Pickles' flailing when Remy tugs his hair. "I mean, kind of. Uhh... I do remember... From before we were together..."
Pickles looked at Miniver quizzically.
"Draco," Miniver explained. "He put his war in my head. All of it. He was on the side with this Voldemort guy. It was a long time ago, but I remember."