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~Ellenyx

Chapter 21

Severus rushed through the hallways, his robes draped around the amnesiac child's shoulders, avoiding as many students as he could. Occassionally he would bark an order at the few stragglers he couldn't avoid, demanding them to move. For the most part she kept quiet, simply smiling at everyone as they hurried by, but it was as they passed Neville Longbottom that she spoke up.
"Hello." She greeted, looking at him. Neville looked at them confused as their eyes connected, as if noticing the sudden change in the once tough girl until she was jerked away, being pulled off and around the corner. "Where are we going sir? We seem to be in an awful hurry." She questioned, her smile remaining on her face. "I didn't even get a chance to look at all of the lovely architecture." She complimented him as if it were his home, attempting to keep up with his brisk pace. For a moment he just muttered to himself, before addressing her.

"Keep quiet, I'm taking you to your room so that we can fix this!" He hissed, keeping his voice low enough so that only the two of them could hear.

"Am I broken?" She inquired, feeling slightly shocked at the revelation of her status that she wasn't even aware of. Stopping he turned, his forehead rumpled in an unsatisfactory manner, about to unleash a long winded comment when a woman's voice interrupted.

"Is something the matter?" Both Nyx and Severus looked up at the same time. A stern woman with grey hair, pulled into a nesty looking bun stood wrapped in the loveliest green robes. She smiled politely and bowed her head a little.

"Hello." Nyx greeted. Severus's eyes slipped shut, quickly skimming his options for excuses.

"No, Minerva, everything is-"

"Oh Minerva! That is indeed such a lovely name! How exotic!" He felt his heart sink as the girl beside him yet again opened her mouth, clapping a little. McGonagall looked at her, her hands wringing infront of her slightly.

"Why thank you, but..." turning she looked back at the potions professor and fell silent, eyeing him a long time before finally asking. "What's happened?"

"Happened?" He swallowed a bit, attempting to keep his composure. Lucky for him he has long since been very skilled in acting.

"Yes, she's as mad as an enrage Cornish Pixie." Nyx giggled, her nose crinkling at the insult.

"A pixie? Pixies's don't exist, do they?" Merva clasped her hand over her heart and glared at Severus.

"What happened! I demand an explanation of this students current status!" Severus closed his eyes as if attempting to keep from drawing attention as he skimmed through one more time for any excuses.

"I found her snooping through my potions closet again, no doubt searching for more Amare Somnium. I wouldn't be surprised if the little sod hadn't gotten herself into an amnesia potion while in there. Quite a mess it was." He lied, disguising his nervousness as anger. Nyx looked up, her eyes wide.

"Really? But I didn't wake up in a closet, I woke up in some sort of...medieval classroom. Which by the way this place is absolutely gorgeous! Is this a boarding school for rich children? Oh! Does that mean my parents are wealthy?" Severus reached over, clasping his hand over the girls mouth, staring unamused at the female professor before him, evaluating whether or not she bought into the story.

"You do have a cure for this, don't you Severus?" She questioned as Nyx pulled her head away from the potion masters hand and began looking around, a permanent smile on her face.

"Yes, I know a few things to combat the effects of the potion, if I can pinpoint which potion it was she got into. It will take some guess work and some time." He replied looking at Nyx, not feeling safe letting her out of his sight. "Of course, it will take more time than I like to admit, a while back I ran out of supplies. It will be difficult to get a hold of them what with the Headmaster forbidding us to use magic." Minerva nodded her head, her eyes closing as her hand remained clasped over her heart. She stood silently for a moment, her fingers wrapping around the folds in her robes before she spoke.

"Get her to Madam Pomfrey so she can be looked after properly until you find a cure for her. She will need to be kept out of class and away from the other students until her memory returns." She opened her eyes again and lowered her hand, crossing them in her lap. "If she is allowed to frolic amongst the others the other students will figure out what happened, the last thing we need right now is the Ministry catching wind of a student wandering the halls with the mental awareness of a muggle due to one of our professors not having the intelligence to upgrade the locks on his private wares." She shot before walking by him. Severus inhaled as the insult sunk in, his teeth grinding a bit.

"That was rather rude of her to insult you like that." Nyx commented, watching as McGonagall vanished from sight. "She can't blame you, how did you know that I would have broken in again? I'm sure that you've given me a rather harsh scolding before. Perhaps it's my fault that I'm in this mess in the first place." Severus stopped and turned, looking at her confused. Nyx frowned looking down the empty hall, her eyebrows furrowed. "I can't imagine how bad of a person I am to break into a room that I obviously have no right being in. Perhaps this is my punishment?" Feeling a slight pang of guilt Severus crossed his arms.

"You didn't break into my wares this time." She turned, her eyes wide and curious.

"But you said-"

"I lied" he hissed. She frowned, her lips pursed a bit as she shot him a look of distrust.

"Why would you do a thing like that?"

"Because if I told her a student lost their memory because I performed a spell on them to separate them from the ghost of their mother who won't leave me alone I would lose my job, and not only that but you would forever be stuck the babbling, thoughtless idiot you are for the rest of your pathetic life!" He hissed. She looked at him frightened, recoiling as he got into her face a bit, then turned, looking the other way.

"O-oh...well...I suppose it is a good thing?" She ran her fingers through her hair, staring off at the wall. Severus looked at her as she held her hand, fingers still tangled in her silky black hair, her palm rested against her head. Her face slowly started contorting, her eyebrows furrowing, then her nose crinkling. Suddenly a tear hit her cheek. His eyes closed, reflecting back on everything he said that could have made her cry, grimacing at the fact that about 90 percent of what he'd said to her since the accident could have passed flawlessly as reason. A gentle whine left her as she inhaled sharply through her teeth. "I don't know where I am. I don't know who I am, or what I'm doing here. I don't know anything." She sobbed loudly. "Oooh," She pulled her hand from her hair and chewed on her fingertips. Severus opened his eyes looking at her sympathetically as she looked down the hall, her face a mess already. "I'm...I'm scared. What am I going to do? How am I going to fix this? I'm trapped in a giant...school thing with a bunch of people claiming they know magic." She howled then carefully curled up, crouching on the floor.

"We aren't claiming anything." He corrected her, slightly agitated by her choice of words. Reaching into his robes he grabbed his wand then remembered. She was at the mental capacity of a muggle now. If he were to use magic in front of her...what if the ministry ruled her as being a muggle? He carefully tucked his wand away and reached down, grabbing her arm, hauling her up. "Come on." Turning he began walking. She gasped and trudged after him, still sobbing uncontrollably.

"But...but where are we going?" She choked, trying to keep her feet on the floor as he yanked her around corners. Walking through a doorway he made his way up a set of stairs. She jumped every other step, attempting to keep up with him, gasping as the stairs above them moved.

"Keep moving." He demanded her, almost dragging her. Without much choice she kept walking, having to step every other step to keep up with his pace. Stopping outside of a door Severus barked the password. Opening he shoved it open and pulled her inside. Most of the students would be in class at that moment so he didn't have to worry about them questioning what he was doing there. Dragging her up to girls room he dragged her over to her bed and sat her down. "Now, listen to me and listen good. No matter what you are to do, you are to stay in this room until I can figure out how to get your memories back, do you understand?" He spoke quietly, his face just inches from hers. She looked at him confused, her cheeks turning a bit red. She stared into his dark eyes and noticed that he wasn't quite as intimidating this close to him as he is further away. He was attractive and somehow, when that thought danced through her mind it made her heart ache. Grabbing both arms he gave her a light shake. "Do you understand!"

"Yes!" She whimpered, looking down, her hair flooding her face, her arms hurting from his grip. "Yes...I understand." Letting go he pulled away and turned, making his way for the door. "S-Severus?" He stopped and turned, looking at her.

"Professor Snape." She looked at him, her heart sinking a bit. A small voice in the back of her mind whispering I thought you were allowed to call him by his first name?

"Professor," She corrected herself. Looking down, she rubbed her arms for a moment, then looked up smiling. "I'm know you'll find a cure for me. You seem to know what you're talking about." Turning she carefully brought her legs up, laying on her bed, curling up. He stared at her for a moment, his heart aching in his chest. Turning he slipped down the stairs and out of the common room, heading to his office. He had to find a cure for her. He'd never forgive himself for ruining her life if he didn't.

HP

It was about midnight when the screech of an owl woke her up. Somewhere down the road she had fallen asleep. Stretching she turned and looked at the ceiling, her mind blank. Downstairs she could hear voices. Laughing, and hollering. Curious she sat up and looked towards the doorway. The other beds in that section of the girls dorm were empty for some reason. Standing up she carefully made her way to the doorway and listened.

"Did you hear about Potter being banned from Quidditch?" A booming laughter followed. Resting her hand on the wall she slowly decended the stairs, listening. "Good riddance to them. Now with him and the Weasley's gone maybe the Gryffindors will play better." Someone boasted before adding, "Probably not though!" This encouraged a barage of laughter again. Reaching the bottom of the stairs she stopped, looking at a handful of people dressed in dark clothes and black and green robes. She looked at them curiously as they turned and looked at her. "Hello." She greeted with a slight smile on her face.

"Well well, if it isn't the Greasy haired troll snogger!" A girl with dark, bobbed hair crooned. Nyx's forehead crinkled at the insult as she stood at the bottom of the stairs.

"Rude." Nyx replied back. Her eyes skimmed the group of students. A boy stood up and made his way to the front of the group. He was blone with smooth hair, pale skin and grey eyes. He was attractive, she noted, but he seemed awfully vain. Possibly narcissistic.

"Elle!" He smiled, rolling his sleeves up. He stopped and looked at her closely. "Your eyes...did you have a potions mishap?" He looked at them closely. She pulled away a bit, feeling awkward at how little respect for personal space he had.

"What? I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Your eyes are blue now, instead of violet." He tilted his head a bit, his nose crinkled. "You look different. Are you sure you're Elle?" She stared at him as he took another step towards her. Looking down at herself she shrugged.

"I don't know. Something happened and now I don't know anything." She reached up, cupping her hands to her head.

"Yeah, it's called friendship with the dork Gryffindors." The girl hissed, the others laughing, but the blonde boy turned, glaring at them before turning back to her.

"You don't remember anything?" He took her hands, pulling them from her head. She shook her head for a moment, her eyes adverted.

"Nothing. I don't know where I am, who I am, what I'm doing or what is going on. I...I don't even know you, but I..." She looked back up at him, her eyebrows furrowed. "I feel like I should?" The boy stared at her for a long second before smiling.

"Of course you know me. My name is Draco Malfoy." He reached out, wrapping his arms around her. She froze up, her chin resting on his shoulder as he hugged her affectionately.

"Draco...Malfoy." She whispered, the name feeling right as it slipped off her tongue.

"It's a real shame though." He spoke, holding her tight, rubbing her back. "That you forgot about me. It's going to take a bit to get you to remember our relationship and for you to get comfortable with it all over again, just like before." Carefully pulling away she looked at him, not understanding what he was talking about.

"What...relationship?" She tilted her head, her hair flooding over her shoulder. Smiling he cupped her face and leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers gently. She stared at him shocked, her heart fluttering painfully in her chest as he dragged his hands down her neck then shoulders.

"What relationship?" He laughed lightly. "You're my girlfriend."