Memory
Written by StrawberryGirl87
In the heat of an argument Ginny curses Harry with memory loss and makes him disappear. In Harry's absence something is happening to Ginny that is making her lose control and start turning dark. Meanwhile Harry has landed in the strangest of places with no memory of who he is. They will fight to get his memory back and help him prevent another Dark lord from rising. DRARRY. MPREG.
Chapter Ten – The Plan.
Minerva entered the hospital wing looking sombre. Locating Hermione sat next to her slumbering husband, desperately clinging to his hand. He was at least on the mend now and would survive his injuries. She approached the worried witch wishing that she brought better news. "Mrs Weasley, I have something for you," She said, Hermione frowning at her grave expression as she accepted the envelope from her and recognising Harry's messy scrawl.
"What is this?" She asked, turning it over in her hands with confusion.
"You should read it," Minerva said sadly before taking her leave. With trembling hands Hermione removed the letter and began to read.
Dearest Hermione
We have been friends since we were children and have been through so much together, you, Ron and me. Now we have children of our own and I refuse to put you and Ron in danger again. The two of you are the only ones I trust to raise James, Albus and Lily if I should not return.
Draco and I have gone to end this before it can begin and more lives lost. My goal is to stop this madness and bring Ginny back, alive if I can manage it. She needs to be around for our children. To help her I need you to brew a potion to get her back to normal. I may not love her as a wife but I do love her as a friend and owe her this much as the mother of my children.
Give my love to James, Albus and Lily, tell them that I will try my best to bring back their mother for them. I love you all dearly and must ask you not to attempt to follow me.
If Draco and I should fail we will need you to finish what we started. Prepare the army at your disposal just in case we don't come back.
Your friend, Harry Potter.
P.S – I think you might already know this but I think I might be in love with Draco.
Hermione was in tears when she finished reading the letter for the second time. She was also furious at the boy, would he ever stop sacrificing himself to save everyone?
She leaned over Ron and placed a kiss upon his forehead. "I'll be back," She whispered to him, "You don't go anywhere," She threatened, tears clogging up the back of her throat. "I need to go and save Harry from his own stupidity."
HPDM
Draco and Harry arrived rather dramatically, tumbling out of the fireplace into Draco's old bedroom. They landed with the blonde atop his lover, pinning the raven haired man beneath him with his body.
Harry grinned up at him, "Now I never mind you on top of me but do you really think that this is the time?"
"Don't tempt me Harry, no one knows we're here and there is a bed right there," Draco said with a smirk. Harry bucked his hips, grinding himself into the semi-hard cock of his lover who growled in response, claiming Harry's lips in a fierce kiss.
"I'm sure it was nothing Madame," The voice of Lucius Malfoy said from outside the bedroom door. The sound of Malfoy senior sent both Harry and Draco scrambling under the double four poster bed in a panic. The two men huddled together, keeping their breathing slow and shallow out of fear of being heard as the bedroom door opened.
Lucius Malfoy may have escaped the clutches of the dementors at Azkaban prison but he had not faired at all well outside of the prison walls either. He had lost his social standing, his job and even his beloved wife had left him, preferring to take her own life than to stay with him. Now he had landed himself in another grand mess with another master as cruel as Voldemort had been and twice as sadistic. She bade for blood at every turn, wanting that of the Potter boy to be spilt. Why she had chosen to take procession of the Weasley girl he would never know, not where she could claim anyone she wanted. Granted the youngest of the Weasley spawn was Potter's wife but aside from that he saw little use for the red headed woman.
His eyes scanned his only child's unused bedroom. He hadn't seen Draco or his grandson in years and he missed them terribly. Lucius noted the scuff marks around the fireplace, the only sign of activity in the room. The only person who had access to the floo network in and out of this room was Draco. His son was here.
His raspy voice nothing more a whisper as he spoke, "Draco, if you're here you need to leave. Get out and save yourself. She will kill you on sight, she thinks that you are in league with Harry Potter. Leave this place while you still can my boy."
Harry and Draco had heard every one of his hushed words and watched from beneath the bed as Lucius backed from the room, closing the door in his wake. "It was nothing," They heard him say as he walked down the hall, "Just a house elf cleaning." Neither of them could deny that they heard the fear in his voice.
"I guess that's another person we have to save while we're here," Harry said.
Draco smiled at him, "Thank you," He said as Harry had answered his unspoken question. They quietly crawled out from under the bed, their flirting forgotten. They were in too much danger here to mess around with flirtatious advancements. Even Lucius was afraid of the creature that had taken up residence in Ginny's body. This gave them cause to be concerned, wondering if the two of them could truly handle this on their own.
"Can we get to the kitchens from here?" Harry asked, "Preferably without being seen." Draco nodded, looking at the fireplace longingly, wishing he could have been able to convince Harry to leave with him. He didn't want him to get hurt. He knew however that Harry would never agree to leave willingly, not without Ginny and now they had his father to save too.
He went over to the far wall and taped it lightly with his wand, a hidden panel revealed itself, giving off a light click as it opened for them. "The house elves use this to get from room without being seen. They aren't allowed to use their magic within the walls of the manor and Father doesn't like seeing them," Draco explained. "But why are we going into the kitchens?"
"Dobby," Harry said simply, "The other elves here respected him and he was my friend. I'm hoping they might be able to help us in exchange for something from you."
"What could I give them?" They were speaking in hushed whispers, afraid of being overheard and drawing unnecessary attention to their presence in the manor.
"Their freedom, you're still a Malfoy and their master. If you promised them freedom and I backed that up then they'll help us."
"Gorgeous and smart," Draco said, impressed. Harry only smiled at him and climbed into the secret passage with Draco following closely behind him.
HPDM
"Harry's gone" Hermione announced to her friends that had all gathered in the great hall for lunch and to continue their discussions on how best to approach the situation they found themselves in with this new dark power. The younger generation milling around and watching their parents in awe and bewilderment.
There was instant uproar. Questions demanded to know where he had gone and what was going on. Hermione waved her hands and the mob before her silence. "He wanted to save us before any more people died. He wrote it down in a letter for me. He's sacrificing himself to save us, again. I think that he has lost too much already and we have to go after him."
"We all agree with you Hermione," George said, "But how can we go after him if we don't know where he's gone."
"We do know," Minerva said standing up. "They left from my office. They went to Malfoy Manor."
"They?" Questioned Seamus, his thick Irish drawl resounding around the room in confusion.
"Yes," Hermione said, "They, Harry left with Draco," She said with a sigh. A rush of whispers enveloped the room in astonished gasps and disbelief.
"Why would he leave with Malfoy?" Neville asked, he couldn't understand Harry's motivation but he wanted to because he wanted to help his friend. He couldn't believe that Harry wouldn't have had his reasons.
"They're in love," Luna said rather unhelpfully. "Couldn't you see it when they were together this morning?" She asked and the crowd around her stilled, unable to believe what Luna was saying. "It always confused me why they hated each other so much. They're made for each other."
"But it's Malfoy" Neville said, still confused.
"And it's Harry's choice," Hermione said.
Minerva went to stand by Hermione and nodded, "Agreed, it is his choice and not for us to judge. Now we must decide what we're doing next. We must get to Malfoy Manor.
HPDM
James Sirius Potter had been lingering in the back of the room with his brother when his Aunt had announced that his Dad was gone. He listened to what was being said and when he knew where he had gone he had already decided that he had to go after him. He wanted to be the hero just like his dad, this was the only way he could prove that he was worthy of being the eldest Potter child.
"Cover for me Al," James whispered to his little brother before slipping out of the Great Hall unnoticed and headed for Hogsmead. He had always been at the top of his class and studied hard. It hadn't been difficult to learn the skills he needed to advance. He'd even taught himself to apperate through reading about it. That was how he intended to get to his father.