A/N: Thanks for the reviews and also for adding my fic to your favorite list and for following. Please continue to review. It really inspires me a lot. Oh btw, I made the year, 2002 so it would fit their age since Hermione here is 23 and she's born in 1979 so there. As you go on with the story you'll get it.
Chapter 21
Previously on My Amnesia Girl…
"What was that?" Hermione placed her hand on his face.
"Who are you?" Draco whispered.
Hermione sighed. "I already used that line, Draco. Don't you have any originality?" She gave him a warm smile.
He pushed her away some more and this time he let her go. Hermione felt like someone splashed her a cold bucket of water.
"Who are you?" Draco asked again. This time his voice was a bit louder.
"You don't remember who I am?" Hermione whispered. She looked at him in horror taking a few steps back. What is happening?
Draco blinked, frowned, then blinked. He glanced at Hermione. "I don't know you."
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What is going on? Hermione was finding it difficult to breathe. The room seemed to grow smaller and smaller. Her head started to spin and a huge lump began to form in her throat. She placed her hand on her chest and held her necklace tightly while taking a few steps back away from Draco. She looked lost and felt like she's in a terrible dream. Draco just watched her with his cold grey eyes.
"Draco, you don't know Hermione?" Theo asked incredulously.
"No." Draco's voice was cold. Lucius walked out of the room while Narcissa gasped.
"Seriously, Drake, she's Hermione – your fiancée – And you love her." Blaise looked annoyed, eyeing Draco if he would finally give up on his joke.
Draco just stared at him then took a quick glance at Hermione then back at Blaise. "I don't know her Blaise. And what the hell did you say about her being my fia-"
"But, Draco, you remember us right?" Marcus cut him off. He had entered the room and heard everything.
Draco narrowed his eyes. "Of course I do. You're Marcus Flint. Now please don't ask stupid questions, my head hurts."
The door opened and Dr. Grant entered with two nurses, a male and a female nurse, trailing behind him. "Could everyone please take a seat while I check on our patient here? Let's try not to suffocate him and take things slow."
Everyone did as they were told while Narcissa rushed to Hermione's side and led her to the sofa.
Hermione still looked petrified, too shocked to move from where she was standing. She watched Draco as her mind tried to process everything that has happened just a few minutes ago. Please let this be a joke Draco. Say that this is just a bloody joke to get back at me. She caught his gaze and she gave a small smile. Com' on love. Laugh now. Tell us all that this is a joke. Draco turned away and faced Dr. Grant who started to pull out a small pen from his pocket. He pressed on a small button and a light appeared on its tip. He placed it in front of Draco's eyes and examined them.
Hermione felt a huge pang on her chest. She took a deep breath and blinked her tears away. Narcissa wrapped her arms around her and gave a small squeeze.
Dr. Grant scribbled some notes on the metal tray and gave it to the female nurse. He took a seat at the edge of Draco's bed. He gave a warm smile. "Hello, I'm Doctor Grant. You're in the hospital and you were in a car accident. You hit your head pretty bad but you're okay now." He paused and cleared his throat. "I have some questions you need to answer and after that, we will run a complete test to check if all the wounds are healed, as well as the fractured bones. But before we begin, how are you feeling?"
Draco sat up slowly and the male nurse assisted him and pushed his pillow up. "My head is aching."
Dr. Grant looked at the other nurse and asked her to get some morphine. The nurse nodded and left.
"The headache is normal. You'll be given a pain killer in a while. Now, first question – What's your name?"
Draco looked bored. "Draco Lucius Malfoy."
"Good. Now, when is your birthday?"
"June 5, 1980 – really, this is stupid."
Dr. Grant ignored him "What month is it now?"
"March."
"Year?"
He rolled his eyes. "2002."
"Excellent. Now, do you know who your parents are?"
Draco raised his brows. "Seriously?" He scoffed and refused to answer but finally gave in when Dr. Grant didn't give up his stare. "Fine. That woman over there is my mother Narcissa Malfoy. My father just left, to God knows where, and his name is Lucius Malfoy. I live at a huge flat in London and run my own company. I drive – well I used to drive a Black Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG. My childhood is very…" He thought for a moment, choosing the right word to say without blurting out that he's a wizard to this muggle doctor. "…let's say magical… I know you get that. Is there anything else?" He glanced past the doctor's shoulder. "Oh. Those are my friends, Theo, Marcus and Blaise." His eyes landed on Hermione. "And that is…" He paused and frowned as if he was recalling something then finally looked up. "…their friend."
Hermione clenched her fists and stood up abruptly which surprised Narcissa and everyone else in the room. She darted towards Draco's bed and pulled her necklace off and threw it in front of him. "It might mean something to you." She turned her heels and stormed out of the room, surprising the nurse who was about to enter.
"What was that about?" Draco asked the other people in the room. The nurse injected the morphine into his IV and then left again.
"Let's run the tests now, shall we?" Dr. Grant asked the male nurse to assist him to bring Draco to the exam room.
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Hermione ran as fast as she could. She wanted to get as far away from Draco's room as possible. She didn't care if she bumped into someone or if she looked like a fool who was crying and running in the hallway. She pushed a door open and was now in the lobby of the hospital. She went to the corner and flopped down on the couch. She buried her face in her palm and started to cry quietly.
She is tired of crying. She has been crying a lot these past few days. It is a miracle that there are tears still coming out of her eyes. This has been one hell of an adventure. She snorted at the irony. She faked her amnesia then and now Draco has the amnesia.
How could a man you love and loves you back ever forget about you? He remembers everyone but her. The words that came out of Draco's mouth echoed in her head. I don't know you. Who are you? That girl…is their friend.
Oh, Draco, what happened? She wiped her cheeks. You forgot about me. You forgot that you love me.
Hermione could sense that someone is standing in front of her. She glanced up and saw Lucius Malfoy. He was handing her his handkerchief. She hesitated at first until she accepted his offer feeling a dire need to blow her nose.
Lucius took a seat across from her.
"Why did you walk out of the room?" Hermione said through her sobs.
Lucius leaned forward in his seat and placed his cane to the side. "I owled Florence, the healer, asking if she could check on Draco tomorrow and… I was in shock, the same as you were, back there."
"He remembers you." She whispered.
He shifted in his seat. "You, Ms. Granger, are the smartest, bravest, and most generous witch I've ever known. You were never selfish and you always put others before you. I don't know why or how you could love my son after all the things he has said and done at Hogwarts and more so after the wedding. You have the purest heart and my son is truly lucky to have you in his life."
She took a deep breath while listening to the words coming from Lucius. She can't believe her ears. Has the universe really changed its course? It truly has gone mad.
"I know you can't believe that I'm saying this to you after all these years – after what I've done. I don't deserve your forgiveness as well as Mr. Potter's and Mr. Weasley's… After what I have done to everyone." Lucius glanced towards the other end of the lobby.
Hermione sighed. "Everyone deserves forgiveness. I've forgiven you for a long time already Lucius. Everyone deserves a second chance to make things right. I could see you're finally changing for the better." She could feel new hot tears forming in her eyes. "Draco and I… We had a second chance and I blew it." She faced the old man and let the tears fall down her face. "He can't remember me." She broke down into tears and wiped her eyes with the handkerchief Lucius handed her. "Now that I've used the second chance life has offered me, I'll never have him back. I blame myself for all that is happening."
Lucius cleared his throat. He wasn't comfortable in his current situation. Muggles had started to notice the crying young woman in front of him and started to whisper. "Ms. Granger, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. And I think you're wrong. Life doesn't limit a second chance. There's a third, fourth, and so on and so forth until you made things right. Did you honestly think that I only made one mistake? I made countless mistakes and yet Narcissa and Draco are still here for me. Draco's chance to live is your chance to make things right." He took his cane and stood up slowly. "The brain, easily forgets – but the heart doesn't. I know my son loves you, even if his memories of you are forgotten." He took a few steps further away from her. He stopped and glanced at her. "So, Miss Granger, are you coming or not?"
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Draco wasn't inside the room when Hermione and Lucius went back to his room. Narcissa walked over to where Hermione stood and took her hand. "Draco is being examined. We'll know the results as soon as he gets back." She led Hermione to the sofa. Lucius followed suit.
Theo peered up from his book at Hermione. "Blaise and Marcus accompanied Draco. How are you?"
Hermione looked at him, her eyes all red and puffy. "Numb."
Theo took her hand and gave it a little squeeze. "He'll come around."
The door opened and Draco was in a wheelchair, Blaise was pushing it, Marcus was behind them. Draco caught the sight before him. Theo's hand on Hermione's. He frowned. He was now beside his bed. "Theo, help me up here, will you?" Theo stood up and made a beeline to where Draco was. He helped Draco get back on his bed. When he was finally settled he turned his head and glanced at Hermione. "Hey, Hermione…am I correct?" Hermione nodded. He held his hand up, her necklace in his grasp. "Care to tell me what happened a while ago?"
Blaise, Marcus and Theo stepped away and went back to the other end of the room. Hermione stood slowly and walked towards Draco's bed. When she was about arm length to Draco's bed, the door opened once again and Dr. Grant entered gracefully the results of the exam in his hands. Hermione turned around and rushed to where Dr. Grant was.
"Draco's vital signs are good." Dr. Grant announced. "He doesn't need to wear the neck brace anymore and his wounds and fractured bones are healed. He, however, has to stay for three days more here in the hospital just for observation." He peered up from the papers he was holding. "But I know that this isn't what you all wanted to hear. As you all have noticed, he remembers all of you but not –" He turned to face Hermione. " - Hermione. Draco hit his head pretty bad and now he has Lacunar Amnesia. It's like a selective memory loss. He may not remember Hermione because of a very painful memory or it might be his strongest memory." He took a quick glance at Draco over his shoulder. "I believe that before or even during the accident, Draco was holding on to one specific memory and that is…" He trailed off.
"Me." Hermione finished his sentence.
Dr. Grant pinched the bridge of his nose. "He was holding on to his memory of you. When he hit his head and passed out, that part of his brain was truly damaged, the memory was forgotten."
Hermione bit her lip, trying to stop her tears from falling again. She has to be strong. The image of Draco clinging on to his life flashed before her. He was thinking about me. "But –" she said in a soft shaky voice, "Will those memories ever come back?"
Dr. Grant sighed. "In some cases, they regained their memory, others didn't. There were also cases wherein they would only remember some memories, a flash of memory which was significant to them. It could be the best day of his life - happiest, loneliest… name it. It could also be music, food, or places. But I'm not promising anything. No studies have really found any medication or treatment to regain someone's memory to work. Repeating the past could be our biggest hope."
"I'll take that chance." Hermione muttered. She glanced at Draco and caught him watching her. She smiled at him and waved. Draco's brow shot up and she thought she saw a ghost smile on his lips.
Lucius and Narcissa joined Dr. Grant out in the hall while Marcus made some phone calls for work. Blaise gave Draco a short pat on the back and whispered something to him. Draco took a quick look at Hermione then averted his eyes somewhere else. "I've got to go home Drake. Pansy is waiting for me. I'll tell her you're okay." He gave Hermione a quick hug as well as to Theo and waved at Marcus who was still on the phone.
Hermione took a few steps closer to Draco. "Hey."
Draco smirked. "Hi."
Marcus walked out of the room, his phone still attached in his ear.
Theo stood beside Hermione. "I told you he would be okay. Sucks that they didn't cure that smirk of his."
Hermione giggled quietly. "I like his smirk just the way it is." She glanced at Draco. "I'm sorry about a while ago. I-I was just surprised and I've missed you."
Theo placed his arm on her shoulder and grinned at Draco. "We missed you."
Draco clenched his jaw and took Hermione's wrist and pulled her away from Theo's arm. "Don't you have any work or girlfriend to go to, Theo?"
Theo laughed out loud. "I'll grab you both some lunch." He shook his head as he walked out of the room. He knew that Draco was jealous. His memory may be blurred right now but he knows Draco feels something for Hermione.
Hermione looked at Draco's grasp on her wrist then back to his face. Draco sneered at the door then moved his eyes to Hermione. "Care to tell me now about this necklace? Oh, and Blaise and Marcus gave me a brief story of our – relationship. I will also know if you are lying or not, so you better tell me what happened truthfully. You are my fiancée, am I correct? Why do you have to make puppy dog eyes to my best friend?"
She couldn't help but snort as she pulled her arm away. She took a seat on the armchair beside Draco's bed. "You are still the Draco Malfoy I know." She ran both of her hands through her hair. "And wait, I'm making puppy dog eyes at Theo? Theo?" She scrunched her nose. "He is a good-looking bloke but I only have eyes for someone." She smiled at him. He still looks unconvinced. She gave out a loud exasperated sigh and stood up. She took a seat at the corner of his bed. She took the necklace from his hand.
He felt electricity pass through his veins from the contact. Hermione noticed his sharp gasp. She scooted from her seat closer to him.
"This necklace… is when I said 'Yes' to you, to forever."
His brows furrowed. "So, I proposed to you with a necklace? No ring?"
She smiled and shook her head. "We're really not into rings."
He nodded. "Hermione." He frowned.
"Why do you always frown when you say my name?" She narrowed her eyes.
His frowned deepened and he glanced up back again to Hermione. "I feel something whenever I say your name." He paused. "Dr. Grant said you may be the strongest memory I had… but could also be the most painful memory. Did you do something terrible to me?" He saw her face fall and he quickly tried to amend his statement. "I mean maybe you never cooked me a meal or ate my cake." He shrugged apologetically.
Hermione looked down at her necklace. "Maybe." She glanced back up and put the necklace back on. "I don't know what you're trying to pull, Draco Malfoy, but right now, I'm really, really confused. I don't know if this is some kind of joke or if it's real. But whatever might be happening right now, remember that I'm your fiancée. I'll do whatever it takes to fill that gap missing in your brain."
She placed her foot down the floor and stood up. She sighed and took a few steps towards the door.
"Hey, where are you going?" Draco called out.
"I need some fresh air." Hermione shrugged. She has to think of the best memory that could trigger his brain.
"Will you come back?" He cocked his head to the side.
She smiled. "Of course."
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A/N: NO THEO/HERMIONE here. I picture Andrew Garfield as Theo. Just saying. Please review. Oh, I have a new beta. Thanks mockingjaymyownway.