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Sorry it has taken me so long to update but I had mid-terms. GRRRR….

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Chapter 9 The Pensieve

"Miss. Simon please remove yourself from Miss. Brown." I slowly got up and brushed my jeans off. (I had taken the robes off when I entered the Hospital Wing.) "Now would someone care to explain what happen?"

"Um… Can we do this else where?" asked Lavender. (a.k.a. magical Kelly Prescott.)

"Let us go to my office. Mr. de Silva will come with us also?"

"Of course." We started to walk out and Jesse had one hand in the back pocket of my jeans.

I leaned over to whisper, "I'm sorry if I got you in trouble."

"It's alright Querida. I know I would have done the same if the situation were reversed." I laughed at how true his words were. "What, may I ask, is so funny?"

"Jesse you have done the same thing. Remember the pool party incident with Paul."

"Ah yes, that was quite similar wasn't it? Well now we're even." And he kissed the top of my forehead. I we were silent till we reached Dumbledore's office.

"Please sit. Now I ask again, what happened in the Hospital Wing earlier?" We were all silent. None of us wanted to talk. "Hmm…. Very well then I shall have to go down the row."

Jesse's POV

"Mr. de Silva would you please enlighten us with your side of the story." Dumbledore said over his glasses.

I was going to speak when Miss. Brown spoke up, "I know an easier way."

"And what would that be?"
"I think that instead of telling our tale we should show you." How were we going to show the Professor our tale? I KNOW Susannah would not want reenact what just happened. "I think we should the Pensieve." A what? I was going to ask Susannah what she was talking about, but she looked just as confused and voiced it as well.

"A Pen-what?"

"A Pensieve is a basin used to contain memories so others may look upon them without you having to retell the story numerous times." Dumbledore explained. "Miss. Brown that is a wonderful idea. Let me just grab it off the shelf there."

He grabbed what looked like a soup bowl only deeper and wider. The edges had marking that I did not understand. "Now Mr. de Silva if you would please think of the memory and only that memory?" I did as I was told I felt the tip of the Professor's wand tap my right temple. When I looked at the wand there was a gold thread hanging form the tip.

"Ah, I see that you previously being a ghost has affected the color of the thread." Dumbledore started looking quite interested at the fact of dealing with something new. I was about to ask a question when I hear a shrill voice.

"You used to be a what!"

I was going to answer, but Susannah had stepped in front of me, "Yeah he used to be a ghost and I was the one who brought him back to life." Susannah did not look like she was a force to be reckoned with at the moment. Like my father used to say, "Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn." Now I knew what he talking about.

"Miss. Brown if you please?" He motioned towards the basin. She dunked her head in and soon afterwards her body followed. I looked over at Susannah to see her reaction. She was gaping at what she had just seen.

"Is that safe?" She asked.

"Of course Miss. Simon. Now if you would follow Miss. Brown's example?" She slowly walked over to the basin. She held her breath and dunked her head. I soon followed suit.

I landed on my feet in Hospital wing. I was looking at well…myself. This felt odd. It was the second time I had seen myself through my eyes. I'm not completely sure if that made sense? I remember the first vividly. It was the day in the Hospital that I had come back to life. I am getting off track. My memory self was lining the beds with the protective covers. We all turned to see Lavender enter. I do not mean to sound rude, but looking at the events over she is looking quite smug. A look that I have seen numerous times on Slater, the hijo de puta.

Suze POV

"Hello Jesse." Lavender said in what she thought was a seductive voice.

"Please call me Mr. de Silva." Ha! That's Mr. de Silva to you, you little whore.

"Of course, Mr. de Silva."

"Now may I ask why you are here Miss….?"

"Brown, Lavender Brown." Geez someone has watched way too many Bond movies. Seriously 'Brown, Lavender Brown.' That is so close to, 'Bond, James Bond.'

"Well Miss. Brown, how may I help you?"

"I think I should ask you that same question." I swear that if looks could kill little Miss. Brown would have dropped dead by now.

"Lo siento. I'm sorry."

"I would like to ask you out to Hogsmead (sp?) in two weeks."

"I'm sorry but I can not as you say 'go out' with you, I am in a relationship already."

"Can't you just forget about her for one day?" Yeah that would be a, I don't know…. NO!

"Each day that passes the harder it is for myself to stop thinking of mi Querida." I looked over at Jesse I could see his cheeks were turning a shade of red. I just kissed him. I looked to where Memory Jesse was looking. I think this school should really reconsider who they let in. There are now FIVE new girls there that look like wannabe Magic Barbie. "May I help you?"

"We all were wondering if you would like to come with us down to the Great Hall and get something to eat?" Said the girl in front of the other girls. I was half angry and was half on the verge of laughing because I could just hear Jesse going, 'Nombre de Dios!'

I saw that Jesse was going towards the window. I reminded me of when he was a ghost and he would go and sit on the window seat and look out at whatever he was looking at. At the thought of Jesse being a ghost it just brought tears to my eyes. The last thing I remember seeing was me on the back of Buckbeak going past the window, then I felt the flooring change from tile to carpet. I tried to hold back the tears, but they had a mind of their own and they came spilling down.

"Querida, what's wrong?" Jesse asked with concern in his voice.

"It's just that when you went to the window it reminded me so much of when you were a ghost and now you're alive. You're alive Jesse. We now have a future. I've realized this before, but to actually see it. It means the world to me." I just held him and cried into his shirt.

"Shhh Querida I know. Te amo con todo mi corazon y tu sabes. Esto me significa el mundo a mi que tu sabes. Tu, mi Querida, es mi mundo."

"It sweet it really is, but I have no clue what you just said." I felt a little weird not knowing what it meant, but I have to know.

He laughed a small laugh, but I loved it and translated, "It means I love you with all my heart and you must know that. It means the world to me that you know. You, Querida, are my world." I was a pile of goo, I really was. I seriously could feel my self melting. That was so sweet. I remembered that one song by Lauryn Hill, Killing Me Softly. That so applied right now.

"Oh Jesse I love you too. You mean the world to me." I was about to kiss him right when Lavender had to clear her throat. I'm starting to think that people are starting to do things on purpose just so they can interrupt Jesse and me.

"Miss. Simon please think of the memory and I shall extract it."

"Would you like my experience with the big thing that looks like a half horse half pigeon?"

"That will not be necessary. Everything from when you are in the Hospital until I show up."

"Alrighty then." I felt the tip of wood hit my left temple. I looked in the basin and saw a silver looking substance not sure of what it was. It wasn't a liquid or a solid or a gas. I didn't need instruction. I just dived right in. I landed in the entrance of the Hospital Wing.

Again.

I looked at myself standing there telling the wannabe Magical Barbies to file out.

Jesse's POV

"I have a question to ask. Would everyone please back away from my boyfriend and leave? Unless you want to deal with me and trust me I have no problem hitting you." Ay Susannah what am I to do with you? "Yeah thought so. Good bye. Thanks for coming and don't come back." Everyone seemed to file out except this one girl. "Who the hell are you and why didn't you leave with the other bimbos?" Such ugly language coming from a beautiful girlshould be forbidden.

"Now Querida watch the language." I had forgot that I told her and when I did tell her she just rolls her eyes at me.

"Lavender Brown and I want your boyfriend to go out on a date with me. Got a problem with that?" Sí, yes I would have a problem if someone wanted to take Susannah to dinner.

"You know as a matter a fact I do. I really don't like to rent Jesse to other girls."

Lavender turned to Jesse and said, "You let her call you Jesse?"

"Well duh. I am his girlfriend and I've known Jesse a lot longer than you have. Any way this is between you and me, just leave him out it."

"Fine but I still think you should reconsider. I would be willing to pay of course."

"Oh you're willing to pay. Then I'll make you pay." At 'pay' she lunged at her and went straight for the nose. She likes the sound of breaking cartilage. I love her, but do not understand everything about her. Memory me tried to pull Susannah off, but that only seemed to make her more determined to hurt her.

"Susannah let go of Miss. Brown now!"

"No! And don't yell at me."

"Enough!" I could feel myself being transported back to Dumbledore's office.

"I think I have seen enough to reach a conclusion for your punishment. Thirty points from Gryffindor, fifteen for each of you two. You may now go." All three of us walked out. I was going to go back to the Hospital Wing grab my robes and go lunch with Jesse in the Great Hall.