Chapter One
The hallway was empty as a robed figure quietly shut the door to room 203. Slowly with their head down the figure approaches two women sitting nearby. Sighing softly the nurse looks at the young woman and the older woman.
"Madame Malfoy I have news." She says softly. The younger woman jerks awake and stands waking the older woman.
"Yes?" She says softly looking at the nurse with hopeful eyes.
"He's awake however there is an issue." The nurse begins " Mr. Malfoy suffered extreme head trauma. While the healers did heal the damage, unfortunately Mr. Malfoy has lost his memory." She finishes looking between the two women. The younger gasps and places a hand on her stomach while to older reaches a comforting hand over.
"How extensive is the memory loss?" The older woman asks rubbing small circles in the youngers back.
"It appears he has lost about five years." The nurse says sadly.
"F-five years!" The young woman whispers as she sits down. With tears in her eyes she looks up to the older woman, "He doesn't remember us Narcissa. He…"she begins before bursting into tears.
"Oh Hermione" Narcissa says sitting down next to her and pulling her into her arms. She pulls out her wand and summons her patronous. "Please Harry you are needed at St. Mungo's. Draco has woken." Quickly the peacock takes off to deliver its message. "Is he allowed visitors?"
"Yes of course. The healers say he will be ready to leave in a few days." The nurse says cheerfully "I must continue my rounds but please feel free to see Mr. Malfoy." She says before walking away. Narcissa nods still consoling a sobbing Hermione.
"NARCISSA!" Harry yells out as he runs up to the pair. Not bothering to address anyone else attempting to intercept him. " What's wrong? How is he?" Harry pants out looking at the sobbing Hermione and a very pale Narcissa. She looks at him with sad eyes.
"Draco has lost his memory Potter. He doesn't remember the last five years." She says as tears fill her eyes. Harry gasps and rushes forward to embrace the two women. "We have yet to find out the full extent of the memory loss. I was waiting for you before we go into the room to find out." She continues looking at him.
"Right well then Hermione lets go. There's still a chance he remembers you two are in a relationship." Harry says encouragingly. Hermione looks up wiping her eyes.
"Yes I suppose you're correct." She says slowly standing. Together the three make their way to room 203. Slowly Narcissa opens the door and walks in followed by Harry and finally Hermione. Draco is propped up on the bed looking over a book the healers left on memory loss. As they enter he looks up with surprise in his eyes.
"Hello mother." He says smiling then he notices Harry. "Hello Potter checking to make sure your best Auror isn't dead?"
"Got to make sure someone hasn't taken my job." Harry says stepping aside to allow Draco to see Hermione. She gasps as she takes in his appearance. But before she can speak Draco slams his book down and glares at her.
"Want to tell me why the FUCK you brought her?" He growls out staring Hermione down. Tears once again fill her eyes as she turns and flees the room. Harry following quickly after her.
"Draco Lucius Malfoy!" Narcissa snaps out "How dare you!" She says shutting the door.
"How dare I?! How dare she!" Draco yells back "After what she did! How can you take her side?" He growls out. Narcissa sighs and looks at her son with sadness.
"So you don't remember?" She asks sadly.
"Remember what?" He asks taken aback by the sadness coming from his mother.
"Nothing. I must speak to the healers. Rest now son." She says standing and leaving the room before he can see the tears she was holding back. Once the door is shut she collects herself and sets off to find the healers.
Meanwhile, Harry has finally caught up with Hermione grabbing her and pulling her into a hug.
"Everything will be fine. He's going to remember." Harry says soothingly while patting her back.
"What if he doesn't? You saw the hatred in his eyes." She sobs out. "He only remembers our early training days. You know what we were like in those days."
"Then we will help him remember. He loves you. He will come back." Harry says pulling her chin up to make her look at him. "Don't give up on him."
"I'm pregnant." She whispers out before pulling away. "What if he never remembers? What do we do then?" She asks her hand on her stomach. Before Harry can respond she apperates away.
