Authors' Note: I know, we're late. If this was a paid gig I would be updating more often. Sorry to keep you all hanging, especially on that last chapter. Yeah that was a little mean, but I was trying my best to write what I saw in my head (Technically Draco's head so that was also a little harder for me). Hopefully you can forgive us because you get to find out what happens to Tatiana and Draco this chapter... yep two POVs this chapter just for you. So without keeping you any longer here it is... what you all have been waiting for...

Disclaimer: I don't own HP

Chapter 25

Find Me

Draco POV

It was only when I couldn't see that I knew what was going on. I couldn't even see my hands in front of my face through the thick black smoke. But that wasn't what I was worried about. The chilling terror grew from deep inside my bones. Right here was my worst nightmare come to life. It's a good thing it is dark in here because there was no way I would continue holding this impassive expression that I have been close to perfecting. No amount of practice could prepare me from this.

"I know your weakness Draco." The whisper was so cold I froze in place. "I can almost sense it around you." My breath shook loudly, he knew I was afraid. "You have feelings for my daughter." He emphasised the word daughter, tainting the word with wickedness. "I'm not blind, and neither is Nagini: you care for her. I can see you becoming attached." I swallowed hard. There was nothing I could say that could dissuade him. All I could do was concentrate on blocking my mind so he won't be able to find out how attached I really am. "And one can assume that it will only become more so unless measures are taken."I could imagine only too well what he meant when he said that, none of them ended well. "You will tell Tatiana, that it was you who cast the soul chain in order for her to become attracted to you. If you need, you can say it was my idea in order to tear down her resilience against me. You must shatter any hope she has about a different life. Failing me is not an option Draco, not if you want her to live." My heart stopped. It felt like he could almost see through this black veil. "Do not comply and I will force you to watch her being tortured every day until her last breath, and then I can make sure that this memory haunts your mind until you become senile at your bitter old end." This is why I hated him so much. He was always able to find a way to get what he wanted, even if that meant taking a beautiful thing and turning it against you. My arm was ripped from my side and I felt his cold fingers dig into my flesh and the tip of wand pressed deep into the inside of my wrist. I yelled my knees buckled beneath me as a red hot burning pain shot up my arm. My arm dropped limply to the floor. "When your connection breaks, make sure that she doesn't have a choice but to come to this side."

The black fog inside the dome began to fade. The black turned grey and dissipated from the inside out. I rose and faced the snake eyed monster; I shot absolute hatred at him. Then the air around me was clear. I bowed my head in defeat, in disgust, and in shame. Tatiana was over there probably wondering what happened in there. If it wasn't for the numb feeling in my arm I would've forgotten why we were even here. "Ready to go?" a voice whispered in my head. I forced my eyes shut, trying to rebuild my emotionless face. I couldn't look at her, not without tipping her off, not if I wanted to sentence her to the worse death imaginable. I had no other choice but to commit. That was the brilliance of his plan, and he knew it. I felt her lead me by the arm. I followed willingly wanting nothing more to be away from here.

"I'm so sorry Draco, look at me please!" her plea snapped me out of the dark dome I felt like I was still in, with him still whispering his threat in my ear. I squeezed her hand tightly, knowing that I would only have so many left. I followed her gaze and noticed that the numb feeling was still in my wrist but it was not moving or hurting. She smiled but I felt no reason for celebration. Really this was just the beginning of the end. With my free hand I grabbed the back of her neck, cradling the base of her skull my fingers twining through her long dark brown hair. She melted against me, her eyes losing their previous worry. I pressed my lips to her pink soft ones. If this was the last that we are going to have to I might as well enjoy it. Our lips danced intensely together moving as the air around us increase in temperature. Her sweater fell from her shoulders and she threw it across the room. Her fingers trail up and she pulled on my hair locking them into place, pulling her in closer. I lightly drew my fingers down her neck, trailing them down her shoulders. The Goosebumps on her skin made my fingers tingle on her bare shoulders and arms. Slowly my hands ventured down, feeling every curve of her slim figure. Resting my hands on her hips I pulled her against me. Fumbling, my fingers quickly pulled up the fabric of her long dress. Her smile grew against my lips as I moved my hands even lower. We didn't need words to know what the other needed. She jumped slightly as I lifted her up to my level and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

We broke apart just enough to let us catch our breath. I spun her around the room holding tight on to her as she enough time to smooth out the hardened lines on his face. She looked so happy and I had promised myself never to be the cause for her to lose it. I would have to break that promise and I will hate myself for doing it. "You look so lost."Her soft whisper echoed in my head. Her voice was the only thing that had been able to melt this frozen heart: even from the beginning.

"You know I hate it when you do that." I whispered back. I stared into her sparkling emerald eyes that smiled all the way into her core. It was contagious. I felt the corners of my mouth finally turning up, she had also been the one to remind me what it was like to have fun and to be truly happy. She is my happiness. I relaxed under her delicate touch and she brushed hair out of my face. Stopping us from spinning I placed her on her back on the bed, pulling me with her locked ankles wrapped around my waist.

"Found you." She whispered. I kissed her softly several times on the lips savoring each one, continuing down the edge of her jaw and down her neck. Unlocking her hands from my neck I placed them above her head, returning to her sweet lips. My fingers tingled with what felt like sparks as they found new skin to explore. My left wrist felt cool instead of numb as soon as I locked onto her wrists. All of a sudden she shot to a sitting position, knocking me off her and the bed where I crashed to the ground.

"I'm sorry; I don't know what came over me." She apologised helping me back to my feet.

"I do." I took her left wrist and showed her that the glove had been pushed down. The Dark Mark was vibrantly black. "Really I should be the one to apologize." I said shamefully. Hurriedly, she pulled the glove back up. I brushed her hair back over her shoulder and kissed her neck gingerly. It was my fault and I knew it. I had to stop the kiss from going on any longer, to stop both us from building our hopes too high. The hissing from the other side of the door sounded pissed off. I would be too if I had to keep an eye on Tatiana. I had the feeling he told his snake and it now knew the grand plan. It would make sure I would complete it.

"Our babysitter is back." She didn't sound too excited, getting up to get the door. One last thing before I have to start planning. I pulled her back to me and crashed my lips to hers. She hissed at the snake in Parseltongue and it pained me that she had to break away to say it.

"I don't know how, but you make Parseltongue sound sexy." She giggled. It was all I could say to make it look like I was still in the moment. I will have to end this after all.

She lay peacefully on my arm, breathing slowly in and out the night air coming from the open window. I played with her hair, twirling it between my fingers watching as it shimmered with moonlight as I let it slip back onto the pillow. I could care less that Nagini was once again watching. She was no longer the reason for these restless nights. I still had no idea how I was going to do this. I also knew that I was running out of time. What he didn't know was that Tatiana was the one who put the soul chain on so I couldn't exactly use that. She will have to believe that it's real.

I could see her trying to distract me. Every day was something new. She brought me to places that had meaning to us and that only we would know. She's surprisingly clever at times. She could pull me out of my thoughts, giving me a break from the thoughts about killing myself instead. It would be much easier except Tatiana would find a way to bring me back and knock some sense into me. I can't take the coward's way out; if she knew what I had to do, she would understand. How she could look in the Dark Lord's eye I had no idea. Her bravery is one to rival a Gryffindor's. Sometimes I wonder why she was put in Slytherin house. I wouldn't have met her and she would probably be friends with Potter, but at least she wouldn't be here. She wouldn't have to deal with me breaking her heart and me having no choice but to turn her over.

I kissed her temple, glad that it was dark because it was easier to hide the tear falling down my cheek. Of course it would've been a lot harder for me to fall in love with her if she wasn't sorted into Slytherin. She couldn't have made my life more difficult and better at the same time if she wasn't. Not to mention she unknowingly saved me by somehow helping me with last year's task. I owed her my life, these least I could was return the favor. Maybe that would be enough to convince myself to sleep. Except the feeling that nothing she has planned for tomorrow could completely take my mind off what I have to do.

My time is up. How could my time be up so fast? There are so many things I don't know about her, and there are hundreds of things I want to tell her. Now that I was out of time I wish I was able to say something other than this. "It's done Tatiana."

"What are you talking about?" She asked as she stumbled in the sand. My hand felt empty without hers in it. "If this is about the soul chain then here," she walked over, hit our bracelets together and the chain disappeared. "We can figure out a way out of it. If we..."

"No." I cut her off, trying to stop her from thinking about hope. "I'm telling you that my time is up and there is no use pretending anymore. And for that, I will be greatly rewarded for my services." It was harsh but it was the only way she would think I am being serious.

"Pretending, what are you talking about?" She repeated the same question her voice wavering with uncertainty.

"All of it Tatiana—not just the soul chain. From the very beginning, why else do you think I hugged you when I found out you were in Slytherin, because it made my job that much easier." Even in the dark, I couldn't hide from her piercing green eyes. This was the only excuse I had; the only one I thought would be believable, mostly because it was partially the truth.

"I don't understand?"

"What more is there to understand?" I raised my voice at her; I just hope she couldn't hear my struggle to keep it even. "Your allegiance bought me the safety of me and my family. All I had to do to earn my place was find power and bring them to the Dark Lord." I rolled up my left sleeve showing my inert Dark Mark. She never knew nor asked how I got it, and I didn't blame her either.

"The Carrows brought me in not you. I don't know what kind of game you're playing Draco but it isn't funny, please stop, it's scaring me." This was the tricky part, to use emotion to cloud her judgement. She touched my arm but I knocked it away, fearing that I would cave. I couldn't let her die, not by my hand.

"Scaring you, you know nothing of fear." She could never understand what kind of fear that was driving me. "Fear of thinking what he might do to me because I didn't have the strength to carry out the mission, and countless nights in the Room of Requirement with some help from others trying to figure out the best way to otherwise convince you. It's lucky you were pretty because pretending to seduce you was easier than I could imagine."

"I don't believe you, stop it Draco!" She covered her ears with her hands, turning away from me. "Why would you try so hard to push me away last year, how then do you explain everything you said you did was to keep me safe?"

"I wasn't referring to you, now was I? If others found out, they would use it to their advantage. So I thought pushing you away and pretending you didn't exist was the best way to go. But then I received new orders. Just think of how willing you would be to stay on this side if you were to fall in love with me." It hurt me just saying it.

"So all of this wasn't real? So I'm just the fool who got played, is that it? You're telling me you felt nothing every time we kissed? Was there any point that you even liked me?" She turned away, giving me a chance to wipe the tears I was trying so hard to fight to keep in.

"No." Heartless, that's how I sounded. My throat burned with the acid my words left. I held my breath along with my emotions as she turned back to face me. I stared in her direction trying my best not to look directly in her tear stained eyes.

"Well I can assure you that my tears are real." Her voice cracked. She turned and ran, her feet losing traction because of the sand. She disapparated a second later, leaving me alone with nothing. I fell to my knees in the sand. My chest felt hollow, more so than it ever had. She had took my heart with her.

"No, I don't like you. I love you." I whispered to the empty darkness. There was nothing here for me now. I couldn't stand the thought of being in the same house with this weight on my shoulders. The next time I see her will only be when I can be sure that I can tell her the truth without it ending up with her death. Maybe never, and even if the last picture I have of her is this tortured one it's far better than the other alternative.

I'm so sorry Tatiana. The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you. Please figure out that it wasn't me saying those words, there is only one person who could ever do something like that. I gave you a hint, it may not be much but you have to see through my lie. After maybe you'll be able to forgive me and understand what I've done. Find me when you do, I know you'll be able to because I will wait for you. No matter how long I'll wait. Find me because I won't be to look at your beautiful face without telling you the truth and begging for a second chance even though you've given me so many before. If you can forgive me and if you wish to see me again I will tell you what I should've said so long ago: I love you, I have always loved you.

Tatiana POV

A splitting headache is always the worst way to wake up. Even opening my eyes was a struggle and it took several tries before they opened and focused. Why am I looking at the ceiling? On second thought, where am I? How did I get here? More importantly who am I? Two women looked down at me with worried looks on their faces. They looked vaguely familiar but I think I would remember if I had met them before, except I don't remember anything at the moment. The two women grabbed me by the arms as they saw me struggling to sit up. I looked around the room but nothing jogged my memory. The only thing in the room that stood out was the lady with a crazy smile on her face winking at me before exiting through the door.

"Tatiana?" The woman with the brown hair asked, brushing the hair out of my face. It felt oddly familiar. Wait a second! Tatiana, that's my name! That's one thing I know now. I locked eyes with her now knowing she was talking to me. "Thank Merlin, you're not all lost." She pulled me into a squishy hug. I knew this hug, I knew her smell. It smelt like home to me.

"Mom?" I asked hesitantly, hoping that I wasn't wrong. She smiled at me and hugged me again even tighter than before. She basically carried me to a stand but didn't let go of me even when I had found my balance again.

"Tatiana?" The blonde lady asked, equally concerned. "What do you remember?" I thought hard but my mind was blank, there was nothing but black.

"Nothing." Strangely, that didn't bother me. Why do I have no memory? Maybe I had a past that was too tragic for me to handle. Judging how my heart ached thinking about it that was probably the case. My mom and the blonde woman exchanged a glance.

"Chantelle she's still experiencing the full affect of the Memory charm. Bella wouldn't have erased all of her memories. Don't worry sweetie, it will take some time for more of your memories to come back." They each grabbed an arm and led me out of this room. How I had found my way around this place with a memory I had no idea. They steered me around corners and up stairs and down a long hallway. I didn't have a clue where they were taking me, and I didn't really care for that thought. They had to remember more than I do and they also know more than I do. After a few minutes of them dragging me we ended up in a bedroom. It probably took longer than normal because I stopped every few steps to squint around through the darkness at the grandeur of this house.

"What's a Memory Charm?" I asked while they covered me in blankets on this comfy bed. My mother kissed my head, forcing my head back against the pillow.

"It will take some time for more of your memories to come back. After a good night sleep you can come and ask me if you still don't remember." She smiled, but it wasn't a familiar smile. I could see a different emotion in her eyes that she was trying to hide.

The headache was gone, but there was still an annoying pounding behind my forehead making it very difficult to think clearly. I almost forgot the one thing I do remember: that somehow I lost my memory. How ironic. I looked around seeing if anything brought back memories. This place didn't really look familiar, but somehow I just knew that it was my room. What else do I remember? I crawled over to the end of my bed and checked under. I had the strangest feeling or maybe it was just a nightmare, but I had to make sure there was no giant snake hiding somewhere. That would be scary. I do recall a green banner with a snake on it, as well as many stairs leading down to a green tinged room. There was even more stairs than just those. Yes! They travelled higher than you could see and tedious to climb and magically changed when they felt like it. There were also hundreds of paintings, all of them so lifelike they looked like they could move. Or did they move? I don't really remember. I do remember that all of this was inside a huge castle. For some reason I remember a man wearing all black named Snape. How I remembered him I and not even my own mother's name I don't know. He probably was someone nice or caring enough for me to remember him, or maybe he is in some way an important part of my life. I hope not romantically because he is way too old and a little greasy for my tastes, at least I think so. Maybe my mom was right sleeping did help, a bit. If I had the choice of being here or that castle however I would definitely stay at in the castle. Thinking of it made me feel warm inside compared to this place. I wonder what happened there; it seemed like such a beautiful place.

I placed my feet on the floor, forgetting that it was freezing cold. Beside my feet were slippers, if you could call them that. They didn't match in the slightest and I was beginning to question how why I had something like that in the first place. Ignoring the slippers, I tiptoed across the floor seeing if anything else sparked my memory. Sadly, there was nothing on the walls or the fireplace mantle, no pictures or anything that could give me a hint as to who I was before.

I sat down at the mirror. I couldn't tell if it was a memory or if I could just see myself sitting here, brushing my hair or something like that. I pressed my palms to my eyes, trying to ease the disorientation. Then I noticed it. There was a sort of glove on my left wrist, one with the just a thumb hole keeping it there. Curious I pulled it off. Under it was an ink black tattoo of a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth. I blinked several times to make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me, but it was in fact moving under my skin. I touched it and it pulsed more vibrantly, but also burned at the same time. What was I thinking when I got this? Why would I want to blemish my skin with this horrendous mark? Probably figured that out a bit too late and that's why I was hiding it. No use hiding it now if I'm to get used to it.

All trying to remember more stopped when I looked straight into my reflection in the mirror. I probably should've done this first because I definitely don't remember what I looked like. A beautiful young woman stared back at me with long dark brown hair framing her almost too pale face. But the most striking thing about her was her eyes. Her, I mean my eyes are a striking emerald green, but with long slit pupils like a snake's. I waited, staring at myself in the mirror seeing if these unusual eyes could go back to normal. Nothing happened. I may not know that much but I do know that eyes don't normally look like this. Surprisingly, they almost matched the tattoo on my wrist, somehow they were connected. Well that was my guess at least.

There was a knock at the door. "Tatiana?" said an almost familiar voice. Slowly, my mother opened the door a crack. Following closely behind her was the pretty blonde woman from last night, whose name still eluded me. "How are you feeling?" She asked hesitantly. She was about to stroke my hair or feel my forehead, something motherly I guess, but froze. Alarm was clearly visible as she stared directly at me. Something obviously was wrong. I looked over and the other woman was also staring at me the same way as my mother.

"Now I can see the resemblance between them." She half-laughed trying to ease the tension.

"That's not the only thing she has in common." She said to her before turning back to me, smiling like nothing was wrong. They led me to the couch ushering me to sit down, all without taking their worried gazes off of me. "Do you remember anything more this morning?" my mother asked hopefully.

"Not really. I remember some sort of snake, and a huge castle with moving stairs." Maybe I was just creating memories to make up for the lost ones because it sounds even crazier aloud.

"We might be in luck and re-teaching her will be easier if she remembers Hogwarts." The blonde woman told my mother.

"Excuse me, but what's Hogwarts?"

"Maybe not. Tatiana, Hogwarts was your school before you were brought here." My mother explained.

"And who is Snape?"

"Really? You remember your Hogwarts professor, well now Headmaster and not me?" The blonde woman asked. Was that a trick question? Because I really didn't understand what she meant. Apparently, my confusion was on very visible on my face. She threw her back in laughter which didn't explain any further what she meant. At least I now knew Snape was my professor, I wonder what he taught? "I guess I'll have to reintroduce myself." She said sounding just a little sad. "My name is Narcissa Malfoy." I shook her hand and both her and my mother waited a second longer to see if it sparked any remembrance. I came up with nothing and she sighed guessing as much. "We met over a year ago accidently. I'm not sure how two-sided this is, but I am very fond of you, almost like a daughter. Of course not as fond as Draco is." She said with a wink.

"Who's Draco?" My brow furrowed at the name. This was the only thing I had heard that didn't sound like it belonged. I felt hollow just thinking about the name, and the awful feeling was just proof that I made me believe that Narcissa wasn't telling me the whole truth. I had just lost all of my memories, how do I know what they've been saying isn't the truth? Sure I remember my mom, but that's all I remember about her.

I felt so lost. The women's faces sitting near me turned again to worry. I felt the fear set itself inside me. My breathing became shorter and shorter, sounding more ragged each time. They tried soothing me with comforting touches, but I couldn't be sure what they meant. Hoping off the couch quickly, I backed away from them. "Tatiana, what's wrong?" I couldn't answer them my words caught in my throat. Nothing was familiar, everything was new, and everything was unknown. "Calm down sweetheart, we're here for you." My heart was pounding so loudly in my ears, I almost didn't hear their desperate failed attempt to calm me down. The pounding in my head grew worse making me lightheaded. I needed air. I needed a way out, to try and figure this all out. Most of all, I needed my memories back. I was frozen dead in my tracks even before I could start for the door. Through a tiny crack of the door slithered a huge snake, its body never seeming to end. I jumped onto my bed even more terrified than before.

"Get away from me!" I screamed at the snake. I drew my knees in and closed my eyes shut, hoping this was all just a bad nightmare. I didn't want to be here anymore. Crying into my knees I heard the snake hiss loudly, sounding angry, which just made it worse.

'I won't hurt you Tatiana.' A new voice said softly. But looking up didn't reveal anyone else in the room, even after wiping away some of the tears. 'You may not remember but you have a very special gift Tatiana.' The snake's forked tongue darted through its teeth as it cocked its head to the side. 'You can talk to snakes, you're not going insane.' I felt my eyes widening. I looked over at my mother and Narcissa, but their loathing glances were directed directly at the serpent coiled up beside my bed.

"I can talk to snakes?" I asked even more confused than ever.

'Don't worry they can't understand us, it is a very rare gift. You look so frightened; you're not scared of Nagini are you?' It asked almost sweetly. I shook my head. Now that I knew it wasn't going to eat me I felt like the snake could tell me things that no one else could seeing as talking to snakes was a rare gift. 'Come now, you have always been able to confide in me.'

"I don't know who I was or who I am. I don't remember anything about my own mother let alone how I am able to talk to a snake, something I still don't believe is possible. I feel lost and I'm afraid and I don't even know who to believe." The snake peered up at me, rubbing her head against one of my legs. Her way of comforting I guess.

'Could a snake lie to you?' She asked, but only gave me a few seconds to think about it.

"That's the problem: I don't know."

'Well, if you're looking for answers why don't we ask your father, I'm sure he'll be able to help you find your way back."

Authors' Note: OMG what just happened... I usually am not a fan of when stories have multiple points of view of the same scene but I found that it was necessary in this case. (Try writing the part when they break up twice... I cried so much harder the second time you have no idea.) So we found out what Voldemort said to him,(anyone guess it?) we're not sure if we're going to have another Draco POV to find out what he's up to while Tatiana doesn't have her memory. It all depends what we plan to put in for her amnesia part because if you haven't guessed yet the end battle is coming up fairly quickly. I mean it could even start at the end of the next chapter, also meaning that we are getting close to finishing this story. What will we do without this story... I don't' really know.

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Daria- Yes last chapter you were supposed to be just as confused as Tatiana and I hoped you would hate Draco because of it; I know I would if I didn't know what was coming next. I would hate him too but after this chapter I think we'll be able to forgive him. Thanks for the review!

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