Chapter II – It's Déjà vu All Over Again

Harry looked at Ron but didn't say anything. Ginny however got irate. "You're not my keeper; if Harry and I shag each other or not it is none of your business!" she yelled. "If we did it last year it is none of your business! What about you and Hermione? I want to know if you two were shagging each other last year, you just said you dreamed last night about doing it."

"You're my little sister," Ron screamed back "and I'm supposed to protect you from blokes trying to take advantage of you."

"Everyone calm down." Hermione said. "Ron, what Harry and Ginny do or did is none of our business and what Ron and I do or did is none of yours. So everyone has to agree not to ask and not to get mad about it. We said this might distract us; what if this is a spell and that's what someone wants; to get us all so angry with each other we break up, stop being friends, and stop helping Harry to defeat Voldemort. That can't be allowed. Do you understand Ron?"

Hermione stared at Ron and it took several seconds but finally Ron said, "Yes." but without enthusiasm.

She turned to Ginny and asked, "Okay Ginny."

Ginny also hesitated but finally said, "Okay Hermione." Ginny reached out her hand to Ron and said "Pax."

Hermione looked at Ginny and froze. "Déjà vu!" she whispered.

"What?" Ron asked. "Can't you lot speak English? What are you two talking about?"

"Pax is Latin; it means peace." Hermione said. "It was Ginny's way of saying she's sorry and willing to make up with you; that she won't ask what we do if you don't ask about her and Harry.

Déjà vu is French; it literally means 'already seen'. What I meant was I remember doing this before. I remember this exact conversation between Ginny and me in our bedroom at Grimmauld Place."

Hermione shut her eyes trying to remember then she said, "I came into our bedroom and it was dark it must have been night. When I turned on the lights, Ginny and Harry were in the bed together asleep. After I woke them I made Harry go back to his own bedroom and I asked Ginny what she and Harry did. She got upset just like now.

She said "What Harry and I did is none of your business." Then she asked me, "Exactly what did you and Ron do last night and how many times did you do it?" I got so angry. I remember wanting to scream at her then I realized she was right about minding our own business and said "Alright, I get it. What you and Harry do is none of our business and what Ron and I do is none of yours. Pax?" then she answered "Pax" back.

When I heard her say "Pax" just now it all flashed back to me. It's all true; I mean what we thought about having our memories erased. Ron, last year we really did fall in love; and Harry and Ginny to."

"How can you be sure you're remembering something that really happened? Maybe you were hexed and a false memory planted in your minds by Voldemort or one of his Death Eaters." Harry said. "Maybe we all have false memories implanted. How can we ever know what's real? We need to think of some way to know for sure."

"I know one way." Ginny said. "If Hermione's memories are false I'm still a virgin, if they are memories of real events, then Hermione saw me in bed with Harry and I'm not a virgin. Harry, if we have sex now I will know for sure if it's my first time."

Then she looked at Ron who was bright red in the face and ears; but he kept both his temper and his silence. Then she looked at Hermione and said, "What about you?"

Hermione also turned red but said, "Same for me; but we can't have sex right here and now just to check. At least I won't. I want my first time to be because I'm in love; not as part of some experiment."

They all looked back and forth at each other in silence for several minutes without any other ideas.

"It's getting late. We better eat some of mom's food before we head back." Ron finally said "She'll be suspicious and start asking questions if we bring it home untouched. Tonight we can talk again; maybe someone will come up with another idea that doesn't involve having sex just as a test." He gave a glaring look at Harry as if to say especially you and my sister.

They agreed to meet in Ron's bedroom at eleven since it was the farthest from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's room so they would be least likely to be overheard.

When they got back to the Burrow Hermione went straight to the twin's room and dug around until she found their text books. Then she spent a couple of hours reading. "They don't give much in the way of theory," she told Ginny as they got ready for dinner "but what is there supports both of our ideas, implanting false memories and erasing memories could both cause symptoms like we are having."

After dinner they returned to Ginny's room. At ten-thirty the girls were deciding if they should stay in their day clothes or if they should change into their night clothes before going to Ron's room. If they talked till very late in the morning, by changing now they could quickly get to bed when they returned to their own room.

"I've been in Ron's room to talk with Ron and Harry in my nightgown and dressing gown before. Being so late I wanted to be able to slip right into bed when I got back here and not wake you up." Hermione said. "I'm just not sure it's a good idea now. We don't want them to get any ideas that make them lose control."

"Well," said Ginny "I'm wearing my skimpiest night gown under my dressing gown in case I want Harry to lose control. After we talk tonight I'll decide what I want to do. If Harry and I were having sex last year, I believe it was because we were deeply in love. I don't think Harry would do anything like that if he didn't have deep feelings for me; he wouldn't just use me.

You know I've fancied Harry since I first met him. If we were in love and Dumbledore erased our memories of it I think that's despicable no matter what reason he had. If we were in love I want it to be that way again so I may just want to get in bed with Harry tonight. Maybe that will bring back more memories, maybe not; but at least I'll know what's true, I'll know if I ever had sex before."

"And what if these are false memories?" Hermione said. "What if you are still a virgin? Do you want to take a chance on losing your virginity just to find out?"

"Hermione, this afternoon you remembered seeing Harry and me in bed together. Since you said that I've been gradually remembering bits and pieces about having sex with Harry. I remembered once doing it three times in one night. On my birthday last year we did it all night; five times including in the shower the next morning. And if I'm wrong; so what? I've often dreamt of going to bed with Harry; why not make my dreams come true starting today." Ginny said.

Again Hermione froze and whispered, "It's Déjà vu all over again!

"You told me that before; in our bedroom at Grimmauld Place the night the Order was to bring Harry there after the Dementor attack. When I came into the room about six in the morning, you were mumbling and thrashing about in your sleep yelling 'Don't hurt Harry' and I woke you. I said you must be having a nightmare but you said "It may have turned into a nightmare at the end, but it was the best dream I ever had for most of it and I'm going to make it come true starting today.' Maybe you were dreaming about getting Harry in bed and that's what you're remembering."

"And Harry is remembering my dream to?" Ginny asked. "You heard what he said and how he acted down by the pond. Did you ever hear of a person being affected by someone else's dream?

Also these flashes of déjà vu you get, this is the second time you said you came into our bedroom in the middle of the night or early morning. Where are you coming from? I bet its Ron's room. I bet you and Ron were sleeping together in one room and Harry and I in another room. Maybe my parents caught us and asked Dumbledore to erase our memories to stop us from having sex. I'm going to find out tonight if it's true."

Ginny had been digging through her dresser drawers as she talked looking for a nightgown but now she sighed. "All my things are rags; I don't have any sexy nightgowns." she said. "Hermione whether you agree with me or not; do you have a nice nightgown I could borrow."

Hermione frowned but said, "Alright, I don't like it but if you insist on going through with this I guess I have something that will fit you." She opened her trunk and starts pulling out nightgowns looking at each one saying, "No too big for you, no not really sexy." until she pulled out the most sexy thing Ginny ever saw. It was a translucent material with a lacy bodice that showed a glimpse of the breasts. It was so short Ginny didn't think it would cover her ass completely.

"Oh, I love it, and Harry will to." Ginny said.

"Sorry Ginny but you can't have this one." Hermione said. "It's special to me."

"Why?" Ginny asked. "It looks too small, it won't even fit you; it will barely fit me. I bet you wore it for Ron didn't you? That's why it's special to you."

"No; I didn't wear it for Ron, at least I don't think so. I don't know if I did or not, but looking at it makes me feel warm and special." Hermione said. "I don't think I ever wore it except to try it on. It's small because I've had it for years. My mother didn't want me to buy it; she said 'It's too sexy for a fourteen year old. That kind of nightgown is made for a bride on her wedding night.'"

Now Ginny froze and whispered, "Déjà vu!"

"You told me that story in our bedroom at Grimmauld Place. You were putting that nightgown on because you were going to sneak into Ron's room to have sex with him for the first time. You did wear it for Ron! And I also remember you coming back to our room in the morning with it rolled up in your dressing gown pocket. When I saw that I said, "I guess you plan worked." Then you said, "It was wonderful Ginny. Better than I ever thought. I can't wait for tonight so we can do it again.""

Hermione stared at Ginny then said, "Yes, now that you said it I remember it to. Ron and I had sex every night after that until Harry arrived. Then we asked him to switch rooms so we could continue having sex."

"Yes," Ginny added "That's how Harry and I ended up in bed together. I remember that to. He traded rooms with you and in the dark he climbed in bed with me by accident. I remember it all now. Oh, Hermione we have to go tell the boys right now."

"We can't just tell them," Hermione said "they won't believe us. They'll say exactly what Harry said this afternoon, 'How can we be sure if it's a real memory or an implanted false memory.' We have to make their memory of it come back to them just like ours' did and here's how we're going to do it."

At eleven they were ready. Hermione and Ginny each preformed the anti pregnancy spell on themselves. It blocks the opening from the vagina to the uterus so the boy's sperm can't reach the girl's egg and thus the girl can't get pregnant. Then they sneaked past Ginny's parent's bedroom and up to Ron and Harry's room. The door was unlocked and they entered without knocking. Harry was in his pajamas on his bed but Ron was standing in his shorts, pajamas in his hand.

"Oi," he said as he turned his back to the girls "can't a bloke have any privacy."

"Get over it Ron." Ginny said "I'm your sister and I've seen you in your shorts a hundred time since we were little."

"Not in the past few years you didn't." Ron answered "And Hermione's not my sister; and we don't want a repeat of what happened this afternoon."

"Do you see me coming after you?" Hermione asked. "Ginny and I have gotten past that.

"How?" asked Harry. "What did you find?"

"Well I've been reading Fred and Georges text books about 'Erased Memory Syndrome'." Hermione said. "The books are pretty basic so there's not a lot of information but the text contains warnings for beginners that if the erasing of a memory is done poorly or the memory was particularly strong to begin with, a person's subconscious mind will try to recall that memory and fight the erasure. The person will act irrationally with outbursts of emotion as bits of memory surface and are then suppressed by the spell. This will continue until the spell is recast properly, or the memory returns fully.

It goes on about common mistakes in erasing a memory and has one small sentence about how to restore memory to a person acting unusually. "The affected person will reject any attempt to simply tell them what was erased; to restore a memory a series of questions that gradually lead the affected person to recall the event is the only recourse other than the person who cast the spell lifting it.""

So what does all this mean to us?" Ron asked now that he had finished getting his pajamas on.

"This afternoon Ginny and I were talking about what we could remember doing at Grimmauld Place last year; asking each other questions. As we talked one memory would lead to another." Hermione went on.

Hermione would remember a bit," Ginny said "That would make me remember something and when I told her what I remembered she would remember another bit and so forth. Gradually we recalled a great deal of repressed memory. As we remembered more we felt more in control of ourselves."

"We worked out a series of questions," Hermione said "that may help you remember also. We want to try it now and see how it works for each of you."

"So Ron and I should start asking each other what we remember from Grimmauld Place and hope our memories come back." Harry asked.

"No," Ginny answered "asking questions randomly may take all night, maybe even several days. Hermione and I just got lucky and it worked out for us. Now that we remember things we think we can ask the proper questions to help you recover your memories quickly."

"Well let's go then." Ron said "Get started."

"We can't do both of you together in the same room; you have some memories in common but many memories are specific to each of you. Questioning of one of you will distract the other and you'll need your minds to be free to recall your own personal memories." Hermione said. "I'll stay here to question you Ron. Ginny will take Harry to another room. If we don't get results in an hour we'll come back here to try something else. Agreed?"

Harry said yes right away but Ron hesitated.

"I'm not so sure about this." Ron said thinking of Ginny and Harry going off together to a private room dressed only in night clothes.

"Trust us." Hermione said "I'm sure it will work; but if it doesn't all we lose is an hour's time."

"Ginny got up and said, "Come on Harry we can go into the sitting room to get started."

Harry got up and followed her closing the door as they left.

"Now Ron," Hermione said "sit on your bed close your eyes and get comfortable. Answer me quickly without thinking about what you want to say. Let you mind bring whatever to the surface."

After Ron sat down Hermione pointed her wand at him and said "Sonama" and he fell into a light sleep. Then she started by asking, "Do you remember when you first arrived at Grimmauld Place? Picture it in your mind. Are you remembering that day?"

"Yes." Ron answered.

"Now do you remember cleaning rooms and the dangerous things in the house? Picture them in your mind. Do you see it?"

Again Ron said, "Yes."

"Do you remember the day I arrived at Grimmauld Place? Can you see me in the hall when your mother brought me upstairs?"

"Yes." He said again.

"Do you remember me coming to your room to talk about Harry and what happened at the ministry? Can you picture us in the room talking?" she asked.

"Yes." he said.

"Do you remember me coming back at night because I was scared and sad? Do you remember talking with me, comforting me? Can you picture it in your mind?"

"Yes." Ron said again. "You cried and I held you."

Hermione went on, "Do you remember me coming back the next night and the next? Each time you held and comforted me, do you remember it? Can you picture it?"

"Yes, we were on the bed together and we fell asleep with me holding you."Ron said.

Hermione said, "Do you remember me coming back on the third night. I stood by your bed and took my dressing gown off. Do you remember that?"

"Yes," Ron said with a more excited tone "I said I had never seen a nightgown like to one you had on."

"Now," Hermione said "Open your eyes and look at me. Hermione had stood up as she said this and dropped her dressing gown on the floor.

Ron opened his eyes and saw her in the translucent nightgown. She had grown a lot since she bought it at age fourteen and it was very tight on her. Her breasts were bulging in the too small lace top making her nipples stand out clearly. She was so tall now it went only a little below her hips and her brown pubic hair which she had started to trim this past year showed openly as a sharp triangle.

Ron stood up with his mouth open. Then he said, "That's it, the nightgown you wore that night, the first time we made love. I remember you taking off your dressing gown like you did just now and standing there by my bed. It's all true we were in love last year and our memories were erased."

He walked over to her, picked her up in his arms, and carried her to his bed where he set her down and laid next to her kissing her like long lost lovers reunited. Their tongues wrestled each trying to be dominant in the other's mouth.

As he ran his hands over her body she unbuttoned his pajama tops and pushed them off of him. Then she pushed his bottoms and shorts down over his hips stopping only for a few seconds to tease his penis that had already become rock hard.

Ron slid his clothes all the way off while Hermione struggled getting the tight nightgown over her head. "When Ginny and I came up with this plan to bring your memory back I didn't think I could still get this nightgown on." she said. "But I knew when you saw it you would remember that night. The stronger the memory the more likely it is to come back."

"I also remember something that you enjoyed on another night." Ron said. "And I'm going to please you like I never did before."

He started sucking her nipples biting gently just enough to make her shiver. He fingers were between her legs which she spread to admit him and he rubbed her nerve bundle with his thumb while inserting one finger into her waiting vagina. Her anticipation was such that it didn't take long for her to reach her first orgasm in nearly a year. She gushed lover's lotion on his hand as she shook and moaned.

With his hand now wet and slick Ron rolled her over as he remembered doing a year ago spreading her legs as far as he could to pull her ass cheeks apart. He worked his thumb into her anus while his finger kept stimulating her clitoris and another finger move in and out of her now slippery relaxed vagina.

In moments she had another orgasm and Ron rewet his hand so he could continue getting faster as her rubbed her. After her third orgasm Ron thought it was time for him to make love to her as they had done so many times at Grimmauld Place.

He pulled on her hips lifting her ass up and slid her to the end of the bed, her head still down on the bed. Standing behind her he guided his eager penis into her opening and as he did he realized she was as tight as that first night. He had to push hard but gradually slid all the way in. There was no pain for Hermione and no blood. They had done this before; the memories were real and as he recalled those past episodes he began humping in and out more and more rapidly; slapping his hips against her ass until he felt his climax coming.

Hermione was moaning and wiggling as Ron began to shoot his sperm into her and the feeling of it filling her made her reach yet another orgasm. They lay holding each other for many minutes, thinking of what they had missed all year and how they would get no sleep tonight.

An hour later Ron and Hermione were still remembering what they had done in bed last year. After a short time cuddling and resting Hermione began playing with Ron's penis again. "Up for another ride?" she asked.

She kissed her way down Ron's chest sucking and biting his nipples to arouse him. Then she kissed her way to his now hard penis and licked the head like a lolly-pop. When she was ready she took the head in her mouth tickling it with her tongue going down on him a little deeper until she had his entire shaft engulfed.

As she moved her mouth over him she turned around swinging her leg over his head and lowered herself slowly until she was sitting on his face. They stimulated each other orally with Hermione going through two more orgasms, her fluid lubricating Ron's tongue until Ron felt himself ready to come in her mouth.

He wanted instead to fill her vagina again so he mover her around sliding his penis into her and just as he did he began to ejaculate, his muscles forcing him to ram as deeply into her as he could. She loved that feeling of his sperm warming her vaginal walls and immediately had another orgasm.