Chapter 11


To say the coming weeks were stressful for the Order was like saying Voldemort wasn't a threat. Harry was seemingly unresponsive; he had apparently gone into a catatonic state. No one knew that this was a lie and faked, apart from Severus Snape. He wasn't going to tell them any time soon that the man he loved was alright.

Eventually Harry got fed up; it took a month for him to take pity on them. Although he could honestly say he was bored of sleeping and listening to them babbling. Hermione was the worst of them all, Molly close behind, and Ginny actually made his skin crawl when she touched him now.

It was her actions that had gotten him into this state; if they thought he was going to pretend to go out with her, they had another think coming. Harry decided today was the day he was going to wake up, but something stopped him.

"Ah, Ginny, here for your check up?" asked Poppy kindly.

"Yes, ma'am," said Ginny timidly as she sat on the bed.

A few muttered spells and Poppy said, "Seems like everything is going properly; you will have a perfect child in the months to come."

"I wish to have an abortion," said Ginny, she didn't want Thomas' baby, as it was worth nothing.

"I'm afraid that's not possible, it's illegal to do so now, Miss Weasley. The next best thing is adoption." said Poppy.

"But I will still have to go through childbirth," huffed Ginny.

"Is that what you are scared of? Don't worry, dear, it will be over before you know it," said Poppy doing her best to comfort the scared teen. Poppy left the hospital wing and Ginny said bitterly "My mother wants to be rid of it, it's going one way or another; they are going to kill my baby. I just wished I had the guts to run. I don't have the money, nor do I have any friends."

Harry frowned, Ginny sounded depressed―did she actually want the child? Could she be getting controlled? Sighing softly, he decided he would find out sooner or later. When Poppy came back he had his chance. Ginny asked for a sleeping potion, she wasn't getting much sleep, she said.

"Of course, dear, you can sleep in here," said Poppy, wanting to make sure that Ginny was really alright.

"Thanks, ma'am," said Ginny smiling gratefully at the Medi- Witch.

Once Ginny was asleep and Poppy once again gone, Harry got out of the bed and performed the spell. He found that Molly had put a spell on her daughter as well as Dumbledore's. They were obedience spells, Dumbledore also had a loyalty spell on her.

Harry spelled them away, and then put a very old shield spell on her. This stopped any spells such as loyalty, obedience, submission spells, or anything that does something to her mind. In a way, obedience spells do alter your mind, because you feel the need to obey whoever used the spell. Those spells were illegal, and could net you five months in Azkaban; the only people allowed to use these spells were the people at St. Mungo's, for troubled teens, but even then they were only allowed to use them for a period of three hours.

Hearing the clicking of heels, he knew Poppy was on her way back. Panicking, he quickly got himself back into his bed and made himself look haggard and confused. It worked like a charm, Poppy was over to him and concerned in seconds.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, how are you?" asked Poppy concerned.

"Is that my name?" asked Harry looking hopeful.

Poppy gasped in shock, she was so shocked she clutched her heart and actually felt the need to sit down. Coming to her senses she quickly floo'ed Dumbledore, who was up there with all the Order. That was why Harry's bedside was actually empty for once.

"Albus, I have bad news," said Poppy looking white.

"What's the matter?" asked Dumbledore paling, knowing it had to be about Harry. If Poppy could not fix him he must be really, really bad.

"He cannot remember who he is," said Poppy looking ready to burst into tears.

"What?" asked Severus shocked to the core; ok, Harry was going too far now.

"It's true, there's nothing in his eyes, he doesn't show that he knew me!" said Poppy.

"Oh dear, we will be down momentarily," said Dumbledore looking troubled.

"What are we going to do?" asked Hermione worried.

"Maybe this will work to our advantage" smirked Dumbledore.

"Potter can't remember anything?" said Severus.

"Right, which means he doesn't remember us betraying him. That's a good thing; we can teach him and defeat Voldemort! If he remembers later, so what?" said Ron, smirking at the plan.

"That's a good idea, Ron," said Hermione beaming at her lover.

"It has merits," said Shacklebolt.

"Ok, this is what we are going to do: we tell him he was in Azkaban, but was innocent. We all believed him, and you are his best friends and everything. We will teach him everything he needs to know," said the headmaster.

"Right," said Moody nodding.

"Let's go see him," said Ron smirking, looking forward to seeing a broken, confused Harry Potter.

"Let's go. Not too many people; we don't want to overwhelm him. I want answers," said Dumbledore. Just when he was sounding concerned he proved them all wrong; he was doing it for his own needs.

"So who's going?" asked Severus sneering.

"Severus, Ron, Hermione, Moody and myself will go," said Dumbledore; the rest of the Order could leave. Which is what they did, they left through the floo until there were only the ones that Dumbledore had mention left behind.

"Right, let's get this over with," said Dumbledore.

"Good," snarled Severus.

"And, Severus, I want you to be nice to Harry this time around. Should he remember, I want you to be his confidant," said Dumbledore, w. When Harry first entered Hogwarts he had demanded Severus hate the boy.

"Fine," said Severus, showing his disgust at what he was going to have to do. Mind you, this was perfect; if he was to be nice to him, he could spend more time with him in public.

"Ah, Harry how are you?" asked Dumbledore coming into the hospital wing.

"I'm fine, Sir,; I'm sorry, but who are you?" asked Harry innocently.

Severus' heart sank, it looked like Harry's condition was real; that innocent look could not be faked. Dumbledore looked into Harry's eyes until he blinked before looking away. Everyone knew what he had done, he had raided Harry's mind, and obviously found nothing with that look on his face.

"I am Albus Dumbledore, I'm the headmaster of this school― your headmaster also," said Dumbledore.

"Oh, do I attend this school then?" asked Harry innocently.

"Indeed," said Dumbledore.

"Harry, what age are you?" asked Hermione.

"Why?" asked Harry looking at Hermione.

"Please just answer if you can," said Hermione desperately.

"Two," said Harry.

"Worse than I thought," muttered Dumbledore looking shocked.

"We can't teach him anything," said Moody.

"Here, Harry, take this," said Dumbledore, handing Harry his holly wand.

Harry took it. Nothing happened, not even a spark; the same thing would have happened if a two year old had taken the wand. He didn't have control over his magic; he could not guide his magic to his finger tips.

"This is useless," said Dumbledore, looking as if he had just been told Voldemort had taken over the Ministry and Hogwarts.

"Send him back to the Dursleys," shrugged Ron.

"No," said Severus shocking them, he looked very adamant.

"Something to say, Severus?" asked Dumbledore, watching Severus with a curious look on his face.

"I think he should stay with one of us, in Hogwarts, preferably a teacher; he could regain memories any day. If he is with Muggles we won't know, and I for one am not going near Muggles for anything," said Severus making a disgusted face.

"That idea has merits," said Moody looking thoughtful.

"I don't have the room for him," said Ron, the look on his face said that he was in no way sharing a room with Harry.

"He can stay with me," sighed Severus; at that everyone was surprised.

"Very well," said Dumbledore.


"Why did you agree to take him?" asked Hermione snootily, her nose in the air as always.

"Because I've got to be nice to him, haven't I? Plus I would like to be the first one to know if Potter is getting better or not," said Severus smirking.

They all bought that, they knew that Severus couldn't stand not knowing what was happening. He was nosy; that came as part of being a spy: he had to know everything.

"Try Legilemency on him, Severus," said Dumbledore.

"Of course I am, what did you get?" asked Severus curiously.

"There's nothing in his mind," said Dumbledore starting to look worried again.

"Nothing?" asked Severus wide-eyed.

"That's right" said Dumbledore.

"Why do you look so worried?" asked Hermione.

"It means his mind is completely blank. He is not remembering anything, nor retaining any information at all," said Severus pensively.

"That's not a good thing, then?" asked Ron frowning.

"No, we will have to remind him who he is every day," said Dumbledore.

They didn't see the extendable ear sliding back under the door; Harry had heard every word they said. Harry smirked, so he had them all convinced huh? He was glad for his unusual mind blocking idea. Everyone that tried to get into his mind would only find black, darkness as if he had no memories. That's the way it was always going to be, from now on. No one was going to be able to read his mind, he would not allow it.


Edited by Jordre.