All In Good Time
Chapter 1.
Fog
The first thing the young woman noticed when she woke up was a voice. She was awake but didn't want the person in the room to know. She laid there with her eyes closed, hoping to get her barring's. Thru her closed lids she noticed she was in a very bright room and this room smelled familiar. Latex, and bleach first came to mind. It was becoming difficult to ignore the constant beeping coming from machines that were all around her and she tried not to panic. She was most definitely in a hospital bed. She heard a knock and then someone enter.
"Mr. Lupin? My name is Dr. Carr. I'm taking over your wife's case because I think I can help." By the doctor's voice, she thought he sounded young.
"Dr. Carr. Nice to meet you. But…How? How can you help? She's been in a coma for two weeks now…" Mr. Lupin sounded older with obvious distraught in his voice.
"Mr. Lupin, let me start by saying I know what you are. My feeling are she doesn't need to be in a muggle hospital. Her tests are showing things that my colleagues don't understand. And please, feel free to keep your wand out." Dr. Carr said with reassurance. The woman continued to listen, trying to understand the gibberish the two men were speaking about. Muggles? Her head started to throb, but she stayed completely still, listening.
"You're a Wizard?" Lupin asked.
"Yes sir, I went to Beauxbatons, studied muggle healing as well as caring for magical beings." Dr. Carr answered. "Now Mr. Lupin, I have some theories about your wife, but I'm afraid that will have to wait as she is very much awake. Isn't that right Mrs. Lupin?"
The woman's voice hitched and she opened her eyes. The florescent lighting blinding her, and the headache increasing. A very handsome man was by her side but looked nervous. His sandy blond hair had greys and his eyes were hazel with an occasional flash of amber. "Where am I?" she said with a croak.
"Sweet heart. It's…well It's a bit complicated but you are in a hospital. You've been in a coma for for two weeks." Tears started forming around the man's eyes as he grabbed her hand.
The woman looked at him wide eyed. She had no memory of this man and he was calling her sweet heart. She searched in her mind but it was blank. Her rapid heartbeat was picked up on the machine, beeping obnoxiously fast. Wait, Did the doctor say he was my husband?
She looked to Dr. Carr. He was indeed young but the worry lines on his forehead made her think he is older in his experiences. He too was handsome and his smile was warm. The doctor, noticing her panic began to ask questions he just hoped she could answer. "Do you remember what happened Mrs. Lupin?" She shook her head no. "Mrs. Lupin, would you please tell me your first name?"
"Of course she knows her name! I don't see the relevance Doctor!" Mr. Lupin looked furious. What was Dr. Carr implying?
"Mr. Lupin, I'd appreciate it if you let me handle this. Now Mrs. Lupin, could you tell us your first name?"
The woman was about to speak when her mind fell blank. Her face strained as she tried to give an answer. Her name…"what is my name!" she thought.
"Sweet heart…." Remus Lupin's face was suddenly contorted with pain.
"I…I'm sorry Doctor. I don't remember."
The doctor dragged a very angry husband out into the lobby. He didn't want his patient to witness the rage.
"You better start talking Doctor. You do not want to cross me." Lupin threatened. He couldn't think straight and was beginning to see red. His inner wolf was thrashing in his mind, waiting to pounce on the man before him.
"Mr. Lupin, please, I am asking you to calm down…" After speaking those words Dr. Carr mentally slapped himself. "Probably not the best choice of words"he thought. Remus Lupin stepped forward, towering over the Doctor.
"CALM DOWN?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF?! TWO WORDS DOC. FUUUUU" and then Remus was silenced with a silencing charm. He noticed the lobby full of muggles staring at him while some tried to cover their children's ears. He closed his eyes while he took a rattled deep breath.
The doctor gestured for the man to follow him. As they passed the nurses station the nurses gave him a sympathetic look. He pulled Mr. Lupin into his office, shut the door, muttered "muffliato" with a flick of his hand and released the silencing charm on Mr. Lupin.
"Sit Mr. Lupin. Have some tea and a biscuit." Dr. Carr said in hopes that maybe this man would calm down. "She has amnesia. Please do not take offense at what I'm about to say Mr. Lupin because I am just going to make some observations." The doctor waited with a raised eye brow to see if the man would blow up. He took a breath and continued. "I can't help but notice that your wife is…what about 18 years old? I promise I am not judging but I feel you are keeping something from me and I promise you Mr. Lupin, it will only be detrimental to your wife's health if you continue to keep me in the dark."
Remus knew he had to tell the doctor. For a doctor so young he spoke with the same strength as Albus Dumbledore and it was kind of freaking Remus out. He suddenly felt like he was 17 again, in the Headmasters office with the four other Marauders… Oh Hermione. Another deep breathe gave him the courage to speak. "You would be correct that something is a bit off with her. Hermione was sent back in time to when I was attending Hogwarts. It was my 6th year and she just sort of showed up on the train ride to school." His voice was barely audible when he spoke, but a small smile was across his face as he relived the memory in his mind. "In short, she left our time…my time I guess. She reappeared two weeks ago on my door step and I took her here because it was the closest Hospital. I had hoped she could be transferred to St. Mungo's but she slipped into a coma" Remus said as he fought back the tears. "Time travel? How in the world did this girl get her hands on a time turner?" The doctor asked as Remus chuckled.
"Hermione Lupin is the brightest witch of our age doctor. She had her ways. So tell me, what are we going to do? Why can't she remember?" Remus had pleading eyes.
"I'll find out why. In the mean time you are going to help her remember." And with that he left the room, giving the man some time to compose himself.
