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Haunted Memories
Chapter Twenty Five
Abbie Haven Snape

Harry walked into the living room, wrapped in his blanket, still half asleep. He had just woken up for the nightmare he knew to be his life. He felt so betrayed by Dumbledore. For a while now he had thought it was the Headmaster that had returned all of them to their "families" but he could not believe the way the Headmaster did so. It was as if Dumbledore did not truly care about him…

"Elij…Harry," said Morgan, coming into the room. His head snapped toward her as she decided to call him Harry. Curious, he raised an eyebrow at her. She quickly came and sat down beside him.

"How could he do that to us? He had to know. He had to know everything," she said, her voice just above a whisper, hurt and betrayal clear in her voice. "How could he?"

Harry shook his head. "I don't know."

"We were happy together. We were taken care of! Then he sent me back to my parents. I hate my parents! How could he send me back to where I get abused everyday I am there!" yelled Morgan, looking at the ground, tears forming in her eyes.

Harry put his arms around her, holding her close as she cried. He wasn't too worried about why the Headmaster sent him back to the Dursley's. He had reason to. But, he didn't understand why send Morgan back to her parents that clearly didn't love her and abused her. Or why did he send Pansy back to parents that didn't want her there in the first place and drank themselves drunk almost every night. Or even send Theodore back to his dad who needed to go to anger management classes. They had no purpose to be with those people called parents. He even wondered why the Headmaster took Millicent away from Narcissa when her parents clearly wanted her to be with them.

"I wonder who's worse sometimes. The Dark Lord or the Headmaster when it comes to getting their way," said Camilla coming into the living room as well. Unlike Morgan, Harry could tell she was royally pissed off.

Morgan pulled away from Harry and glanced at Camilla. Camilla took a seat, rubbing her head with her palms. "Do you question why I disliked the Headmaster now?"

"You didn't know he did this to us," said Harry.

"No…but it's like I stated before. He was the one that left you at the Dursley's. He's the only one that could have returned you there. Few knew you were placed there. I mean, the boy-who-lived and all. Few and I'm talking about probably being able to count them on one hand."

"Beg to differ a little. The Order probably knew which would mean more than a hand full."

Camilla nodded her head. "Point is, he left you there."

"And he sent you back."

"All of us back," said Theodore as the last seven teenagers pilled into the living room.

Harry glanced around at all of them. Up until now he still questioned whether or not it was possible that the ten of them were a family. He believed in the flash backs but he still doubted them actually being able to get along. But know he knew why. One word told everything- Dumbledore. He actually never realized how planned out everything in his life seemed to be planned out. The invisibility cloak in his first year, Dumbledore making sure he knew how to work the Mirror of Erised, making sure the year that Sirius escaped from Azkaban Lupin was there to teach, the Triwizard Tournament, and the Headmaster ignoring him all last year. All seemed to fit into this perfect little square.

"You know, growing up, Dad taught me different things. The thing I remember most was his explanation of the Light side verses the Dark side. Truthfully, they believe in many of the same things. But one thing bugs me. Dumbledore is like the leader of the Light. The perfect example of someone that is light. But…he did this to you guys. I can't believe Dumbledore would do that. Well, okay, yeah I do believe he would but it's almost as if he is dark. Light ideals are all about love, equality, and justice for everyone right? Not supporting child abuse and all that good stuff," said Draco from his seat beside Harry. He keep looking at Harry, making sure he was okay and wasn't going to pass out on them.

"That's because he believes his plans can only be achieved one way and refuses them to be achieved any other way," said Severus sitting down, shortly joined by Kierra, Narcissa, and Lucius.

"Plan? You say that like you know what the plan is," said Blaise, raising an eyebrow.

"A theory of his plan. And it involves Harry. Ever since the day the Dark Lord tried to kill you, the Headmaster knew you were special, being the best word. He was planning when you were one for you to be the one to defeat the Dark Lord. We all knew he wasn't gone. I'm almost sure he made sure you were in Gryffindor. He made sure that you knew that the Dark Lord killed your parents. You had to have enemies in the Slytherins. He was molding you into someone that if he said jump, you would jump. If you were with us, you wouldn't be like that. You would have your own ideas and know more about the wizarding world," said Severus.

"And I would be more like to listen to you than to him," said Harry.

"And he can't have that," said Lucius.

"I have a question," said Pansy.

"For whom?" asked Draco.

"Anyone that knows the answer. How do we go from being away from our parents for about five years and then suddenly returning? If I remember correct, didn't you guys put memory charms on them to forget they had children?"

"There are different types of memory charms," stated Camilla. "The more complex, the harder to cast. The more they are considered Dark Arts." She glanced at Kierra who nodded. "I'm guessing Dumbledore made them forget the not having us there for five years, just that. Nothing else."

"That's our theory too," said Kierra.

"Then he cast spells on us. So if someone knew our parents but didn't know us, they would. Just like we've been around the whole time," continued Camilla.

"Is that even possible?" asked Blaise.

"It's magic. Almost anything is possible. That's an excellent theory Camilla," said Severus.

"Okay, my brain hurts," said Morgan. "Recap please."

"You have to understand there are many different types of memory charms," said Camilla.

"How the hell do you know this?" asked Morgan.

"I've been researching it for months now. Anyway, he probably placed one on us that just made us forget events in our lives from the age of six to roughly ten. He didn't completely make us forget everything because we remembered our names. We probably woke up the next day, slightly dazed, confused but just went on with our lives. Our parents were given charms to forget they didn't have children—the counter spell for the one they cast on them in the beginning. Then he probably placed a charm on us so that people would know who we are, just by seeing us. A time limit was probably set in place. So many memory charms…"

"Okay…now that that is a little less confusing…how are we remembering now?" asked Pansy.

"That would be me," said Kierra.

"Another one of the many memory charms," muttered Camilla.

"Shh…our resident Dark Arts specialist," said Severus, shaking his head.

"How was I to know Memory Charms were Dark Arts," she protested.

"Shh…"

"Kierra?" asked Harry. "How?"

"The spell I performed. As Camilla stated, it was a Memory Charm. I had suspected as soon as Harry got sick that something might happen because I knew who Harry was. It took me quite a while to figure out what to do about it. I came across the charm in our library. Once cast, the person would be able to remember lost memories when it was most important and would be welcoming. I wasn't sure if we would ever remember because I didn't know how important our memories would be. Or if we all could accept them. If you guys couldn't accept the fact that we were a family once, you would have never remembered."

"Does Dumbledore know?" asked Blaise, glancing at his mother.

"Not that I am aware of. But it's possible."

"I hate him. I seriously do," stated Morgan.

Harry glanced at Severus. Everyone in the room could hate the Headmaster easily. Those two, however, could not just flat out hate the man. The man was the reason Severus stayed out of Azkaban and still has a job to date. Harry knew he needed the man on his side if he was going to be able to defeat Voldemort.

"I think that everyone should be heading back to bed. We can discuss more in the morning if needed," said Narcissa. "Especially you," she said looking at Harry.

Everyone started to head back to their rooms. Morgan followed Harry to his, making sure he made it okay.

"Morgan…why did you call me Harry?" he asked, turning to her.

Morgan glanced at him before looking away. He wasn't sure if she was going to answer him at first.

"You have a destiny Harry. You can't run or hide from it anymore. None of us can afford you too. And that was what you were doing, being Elijah, this whole year. Its time to accept what you have to do Harry."

"You have no idea what I have to do."

"You're right. I'm not sure why it seems to be you that the Dark Lord wants or why he went after you in the first place. But you do. And there's got to be a reason."

Morgan gave him a sad smile before heading down to her own room. Harry watched until he didn't see her anymore before going into his own room, head spinning.

Draco's little speech about the Light vs. Dark was inspired and pretty much taken from a review from Werewolf of Suburbia. Hugs out to her who gave me permission to use it.

This is the last chapter I will be posting before Deathly Hallows comes out! So, until after I read Deathly Hallows, everyone knows what to do. Read and Review!!!

Enjoy HP7 everyone!

Much love from,
Abbie Haven Snape