AN: Sorry for not updating sooner everyone. I've been having a hard time writing anything for Harry Potter. I think I've just been in the universe for so long that I'm getting burn out. I hope it will get easier to update but we'll see. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's anything you don't is mine.
I woke to the sound of a loud but steady beeping. It was annoying and all I wanted to do was shove my head under my pillow but for some reason I couldn't move my head. My eyes flickered open slowly. A red-haired man was sitting at the edge of my bed and I frowned. He seemed to be out cold and was snoring softly.
"Wh-h —" I tried to speak but my voice wasn't working right. The man stirred and he looked up slowly. He had beautiful caramel colored eyes but he looked like he needed some sleep.
"Hermione? Oh thank Godric!" He threw himself at me and I gasped sharply. My head jostled and I hissed sharply. "Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry. It's your head. They told me you couldn't be moved."
"Wh-a —" I tried to speak again but he shook his head.
"No, don't try to talk. You need to save your strength." He rubbed his eyes and sighed. "I need to tell Angelina, she's been so worried. So has George but before I grab them there's something you should know. You delivered the babies." My eyes widened in shock. "They should be fine, yes they're early but they're in an incubator and are doing really well."
"Ba-bies —?" I gasped out.
"Yes, the babies. You've been out for awhile now. Four days actually but that's besides the point. The babies are doing really well and I used the names we picked out. Emilia Grace and Ophelia Hope. They both have your eyes and my hair but they are so small right now." He swallowed thickly his eyes shimmering slightly. "I should have been there."
Wh-a —" My throat was thick and it was hard to speak.
"No, I don't care what you say. If I had been there you wouldn't have hit your head." He said shaking his head. "I love you Hermione."
I blinked at him owlishly and cleared my throat. It felt like sand paper and I winced. He reached for a glass of water and held it up to my lips. I drank deeply and sighed. "Who are you?"
George POV
Angelina, Mum and I were standing outside the window to where the babies in incubators were. Only immediate family, in other words the parents, could be in there and the healers. Two very small girls were snuggling together in one of the incubators. They both had vibrant red hair that was curly. The twins were small but I knew they would pull through. They had to. Fred and Hermione wouldn't be able to get over it. They would be devastated.
"No! Dammit! NO!" I jumped and stiffened.
"Fred?!" I yelled dropping my arm from around Angelina's waist. It had sounded like him. I ran around the corner and stiffened. Fred was clutching a chair like he was hanging onto it for dear life. Tears were streaming down his cheeks and he looked like he was about to chuck the chair across the room.
When he looked up I staggered backwards. He looked haunted and sickly. His face was paled and he had that defeated air about him. "Fred?"
"Her memory," he shook his head and choked on a sob. "It's gone. She's gone again."
"No," Angelina whispered her face pale. "How is it possible?"
"The healers are in with her now," Fred said wiping his hands against his cheeks. He shut his eyes and shook his head. "I'm going to kill whoever did this to her!"
"What? What are you talking about?" Mum asked looking confused.
"Hermione was cursed. Someone did this to her. I guess when she hit her head she lost all her memories again." Fred spat shaking his head. "Why does it have to be so hard?"
"Oh Freddie." Mum said pulling him into her arms. He dropped his head in defeat and sighed.
"I have to do it all over again." He muttered. "She's still in there I just have to find her again. Figure out all the trigger words that helped her before."
"You're not alone, mate." I said crossing over to him.
"I know it's just... we were so close. My wife and I were dating again and we had our twin girls. Now we have to start over. She has to lose her parents again and a lot of other people. And this time she lost more of her memory." Fred winced and shook his head.
"What else did Hermione forget?" Angelina asked slowly. Fred blinked and looked up a dead look in his eyes.
"She didn't even recognize me." Mum gasped loudly her eyes wide, Angelina swayed and my heart stuttered painfully in my chest. I wrapped an arm around Angelina's waist and pulled her against my side. She started to cry and I pressed a kiss against her forehead.
"I don't think she'll recognize any of you either. I don't know how but she lost even more than last time." Angelina sobbed and Mum was trying to comfort Fred but the dead look didn't leave his eyes. "She thinks she's eleven."
My stomach rolled uncomfortably and I made a face. She thought she was a child. Merlin we needed to find the woman my twin had married and fast before she found out something that made her crack.
The door to Hermione's room opened and a healer walked out of the room. She was older and looked completely bewildered. "Mr. Weasley?"
Fred looked up and disentangled Mum from around him. He took a step forward slowly. "Yes?"
"After speaking with your wife it seems the only thing she has forgotten is you. She remembers everything up to the train ride at the end of her fourth year except you." The Healer said shaking her head. "It's the spell. When she hit her head it progressed even faster. For some reason it's only targeting memories of you."
"What about her legs?" Fred asked his voice shaking.
"It's actually from the waist down that she can't move. At the rate this curse is moving she will be paralyzed in two years time. There is only so much we can do Mr. Weasley but we are doing all we can."
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