Hey guys!
This is going to be a short story that will be a lemony fluff, I think... :o)
I hope you will enjoy it, the chapters will be rather short, but at least in theory the updates should not take too long.
Snape did not die, the epilogue does not exist and I am only humbly playing around with Rowlings wonderful characters, all belongs to her, I am just borrowing them for a bit.
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Mc Gonagall came rushing into the private room at the Leaky Cauldron looking flushed, but with a rare smile on her face. "We have found her!" she exclaimed.
Snape who had waited far too long for his own liking, probably two minutes or so even looked up from his Daily Prophet at the only woman he almost felt comfortable calling a friend. Well perhaps not friend, but semi interesting aquaintance at least.
"Who are you talking about Minerva?" he asked while slowly folding up the paper and placing it on the table.
Mc Gonagall took up her wand and muttered a few quick privacy incantations before turning back towards Snape.
"Hermione! After being lost for ten years, we find her in a small village in Sweden where she was working as a librarian, no surprise with her occupation. What was a surprise though is that she has no idea who she is!"
Snape tried to look indifferent and almost managed to. "What do you mean, how does she not know?"
"She believed that her name was Anna Carlsson, and that she was born and raised in Sweden and has been an orphan since her teens. Her madeup memories have been so cleverly crafted that they appear seamless to her."
"How was she found?" Snape asked.
"It was pure coincidence. She had gone to Gothenburg to see a play and was seen by a former classmate of hers, Neville Longbottom. He contacted us after giving the girl quite a fright. Apparently she had forgotten the whole wizarding world as well, because the appearance of the man in wizard robe babbeling about Hogwarts, and how she had disappeared after the war while trying to hug her scared the living daylights out of the poor girl. He did follow her after she ran away from him though and found out where she lived. I went out there myself the day afterwards to talk to her. I showed her pictures and told her about her earlier life. She took it better than I would have thought and agreed to come back to Britain in a few days to see if her memory will come back."
Snape sat silent for a little while to see where Mc Gonagall was going with this, and why she was telling him about it all. When she did not continue he had to ask. "And where do I come in to all this? The owl message said that you needed my help and that you were cashing in on all the good will and owed debts I have to you."
Mc Gonagall actually looked a little apprehensive and walked over to a chair standing next to Snapes and sat down. "I have a big favor to ask you. As you know the return of one of the great heroes of the second V war will stir up a frenzy. When she disappeared that was all one could read about in the news for months, it would be even worse now I fear. What she needs now is peace and quiet, and most of all, the best occlumence in the kingdom to help her retrieve her memories and help her, and us to figure out what happened to her all those years ago."
Snape sighed and looked up at Mc Gonagall. "So you want me to go to visit her to dig around in her brain?"
"No not really." Mc Gonagall said. "I want her to come live with you."