Nobody remembers Harry. Except Ollivander but one wouldn't call it remembering, not really, because it's simply creepy. Nobody remembers Voldemort either. But then one day Harry runs into Snape who does, indeed, remember him. The fic is so lovely and pleasantly strange, the Harry that Diagonalist writes is so wonderfully, I don't know, naive? -- no, scratch that, just not quite on the same page with what's happening around him. It's a pleasure to read, intriguing and wonderfully written. And I really like the title.