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I owe you guys an apology, IT'S BEEN SO LONG! I'm really really really SORRY!! The internet was busted, and it was only fixed now. It sucks the way it chose this part of the story to be put on hold! I'M SORRY!

AND, it's kind of long because there has to be some explaining to do! ;)

Alright, recap, you guys might've forgotten or something. So,

They went to the mall, they met Amanda and Gerard, Hermione and Draco had this heated fight and then... Draco fell down the escalator and suddenly, he doesn't seem to remember them anymore.

"Who are you?"

Hermione blinked, Ginny gasped, the boys just gagged at the unfortunate boy who was now looking clueless.

"Excuse me??" Hermione asked him puzzled. "Are you alright? Draco?"

He held his head, they could tell he was in deep pain. He made no movement, he was very pale.

He suddenly stood up and jerked away from Hermione's hold. He stood up and looked down at her, then around the Weasleys and Harry who were standing. He looked down at the brown haired girl again.

"Why do you know my name…??? W-who--who are you?! Get away!" He said in alarm. His eyes traveled from the people who were around him, he was confused, he was afraid.

"You mean, you don't remember us?" Fred suddenly asked. "Draco, you know us alright, very well." Fred emphasized, remembering all the insults he said about the Weaselys.

"Yeah, me too." Harry said grudgingly. Ron nodded his head.

Draco looked at Harry, his eyes traveled to his scar. "Merlin! You're Harry Potter!" He suddenly said in excitement. He went near Harry and shook his hand vigorously, "I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy. Father talks about you, a whole lot. He developed an interest in you, my dad. Why, I finally met you!" He exclaimed.

Harry blinked. He looked at the others but they seemed as confused as he was. "Uh-Dra-Draco—" He started. "Yes?" Draco asked smiling.

Harry was trying to extinguish the gruesome fact that Draco's dad had developed an interest in him. "We already met, around six years ago." He told him straight in the eye.

Draco stopped all movement. He looked at Harry really confused, Harry thought it was quite a change to see Draco Malfoy look at him like that, as if Harry could solve all his problems.

"I already know you?" He asked quietly. Harry nodded. "Well of course I already know you!" Draco said suddenly.

Hermione and the Weasleys jerked, so he finally remembers….?

"Everybody knows you! You're Harry Potter for Merlin's sake! You defeated the Dark Lord!" He said.

Hermione's and the Weasleys', as well as Harry's spirits dropped. What had happened to him?

Hermione spoke up. "Draco, don't you remember us?" She asked quietly.

Draco suddenly left Harry and put his gaze intent on Hermione.

He scrunched his eyes, and said dreamily, in a Luna sort of way, "No… I'm afraid not." He started to stare into space. "I don't know all of you." He said airily. "Except Harry Potter of course." He smiled.

They all looked at Harry, Harry shrugged, confessing he had no idea what was happening.

"Draco." He said finally. Draco looked at him and Harry focused his green eyes on the piercing and clueless gray ones that fell upon him.

"I already know you, and you already know me. We've known each other six years ago, and we've been enemies ever since. You also know these people here with me, can't you remember?" He asked him quietly.

"Remember…?" Draco said in a whisper. I don't understand… He looked at the ceiling, he looked at each one of them, then broke his gaze and stared intently at nothing in particular. It was as if he was looking and reading the answers in the invisible air. He looked at nothing. What's happened to me? Everything seemed drowsy, sluggish… lethargic. It was as if they were all in a haze. Trapped one by one. What's happening?

He then looked at Harry. They all still seemed to be in a haze. "Do I… remem—reme—remember?" He asked in silence, but he asked and didn't expect an answer. He then slowly said… "Do.. do I—do I know you?" And his gaze fell on Hermione.

They looked at one another for a minute that seemed like an eternity. Had someone stopped time? Gray eyes boring into intense brown ones. They held each other's gaze in silence, as if they were searching for answers in each other's eyes, and if they broke the gaze they might never find the answers ever again.

Draco looked at those eyes…. Do I know her? He asked himself. Do I—do I---do I know this girl….?Wait.. I think… No, I don't.. Where'd I see her??! No.. she… who is she?! He suddenly had a hard time breathing… the girl in front of him suddenly doubled, he felt cold sweat trickle down his skin, he saw that the people were closing in on him, saying things in alarm that he couldn't make out anymore… They were all talking at the same time… They seemed worried… What were they saying?

They were getting nearer… He looked around… They seemed to be a lot… He saw three Harry Potters… and.. and… more of the people he didn't know.

His world was spinning, and his head was aching like mad. Suddenly the figures faded, he was losing them… or were they losing him? He couldn't think anymore, the more he tried to… the more his world kept spinning. Then from the sides of his vision he saw darkness creep up, slowly, slowly, until--

He felt his body fall to the floor with a soft thud, he had no vision of the world anymore, it was all black, mere blackness. He couldn't hear them anymore—

He couldn't even feel his own body. He suddenly lost the ability to think and he fell into a trance. -He was in a state between nothingness and substance.

Where was he?

He had lost all connection.

"Wake him up! Wake him up!!!" Hermione said hysterically.

"I can't! I can't!" Ginny squealed slapping the lifeless figure of the boy.

Hermione bent down, and looked for a pulse. It was there, it was gone, it was there, then she lost it again. "I can't get a consistent pulse…" She trailed. Why was it on and off?

The boys were standing and ogling but no way were they going to go hysterical about what happened… it wasn't macho. Well, that's what Ron said.

"He's lost his memory!"

"Ron you prat can't you see he's motionless!"

"Does that mean he's dead?"

"He's lost his memory!"

"George! What will mum do?! She's gonna murder us!!"

"Fred!! I'm scared!!"

"Guys! Draco! Focus!"

"Shut up!!"

She looked down at the figure that was now motionless, vulnerable. He seemed distant, it was hard to reach him.

Where exactly was he? What happened?

Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione arrived at the Burrow, silent and puzzled. They arrived at the kitchen to reveal a worried looking Mrs. Weasley, and Fred and George who were looking at Draco's lifeless body, lying in a bed Mrs. Weasley conjured for him.

The twins had to apparate to the Burrow carrying Draco's body, it turned out that Draco's body seemed alarmingly heavy that it took two lean and bulked twin adults to carry him as they de-materialized and materialized to their home.

"Oh. Good. You're all here…." Mrs. Weasley trailed off looking really white and trying not to look at the young Malfoy's body.

"Mum, what happened to Malfoy?" Ron asked confused as they all took their seats.

"Oh. That. Well, I don't know too… We can only hope that he comes by now…." Mrs. Weasley trailed.

Harry was about to ask what she meant when the fireplace suddenly burned emerald green, they all watched as a tall man with white long hair and a beard, half-moon spectacles with bright blue eyes, stumbled out and smiled calmly at them.

"Professor Dumbledore!" They all exclaimed in surprise.

Dumbledore stood up and took a seat beside Fred, looking at the immobile body of Draco, then back to them, his eyes twinkling.

"Why, I am very flattered with the enthusiastic welcome. How've you all been doing?" He asked calmly, his eyes twinkling like mad.

Harry gaped at him. "Professor Dumbledore…" He simply trailed, unable to finish his sentence as he saw the lifeless body of Draco.

"Oh yes.. young Mr. Malfoy.. sad it had to happen to him…" Dumbledore said quietly as he gazed at the pale Malfoy. "Well then." He simply said and looked at them again.

"I'd like a cup of tea, Molly, if it's alright with you?" He asked calmly as he smiled.

Mrs. Weasley hastily stood up and muttered a silent yes as she bustled around preparing tea and biscuits.

"Professor, what happened to Draco? And where is he? Is he dead? What?" Ginny suddenly asked.

Dumbledore closed his eyes, he seemed to be choosing his words very carefully, until finally he spoke.

"Well, before Mr. Malfoy went to the Burrow using Floo Powder, his father put a charm on him, a protecting charm as well as warning charm." He stopped to drink some of the tea Mrs. Weasley gave him. When he saw their puzzled faces, he continued.

"It's like the ancient magic your mother used on you, Harry." He said quietly. Harry gaped.

Dumbledore continued, "Only it was not performed while Draco was being hurt, it was done to prevent it in the future. You remember Harry, your mother performed it right before Lord Voldemort tried to kill you? Lucius Malfoy, bless him, performed a spell that would lessen or prevent Draco from getting hurt, as we all know, he doesn't exactly trust all of us. And he also performed a warning charm, which warns him if ever his son does get hurt. He already knows he's hurt, he told me and I went here immediately." He took a bite off his gargoyle shaped biscuit.

"Unfortunately, Lucius Malfoy seemed to overlook the fact that powerful protective and warning charms and spells shouldn't be mixed together. It creates the weirdest and most displeasing of side effects, as you see happened to Draco." He said quietly as he paused and took a bite again off his gargoyle biscuit. "Molly, do you have phoenix shapes?" He asked curiously. Mrs. Weasley gave a weak smile and nodded curtly, Dumbledore gave a smile and continued.

"The spells his father created were so powerful and incompatible that the moment Draco was hurt it worked so furiously that Draco wasn't able to resist it, resulting in even more damage."

"A simple fall from the escalator and he loses his memory?! Poor bloke." Ron said.

Dumbledore smiled curtly, "Well, if Lucius Malfoy didn't perform his precautions young Mr. Malfoy would just end up with a bump most likely. But of course, ancient magic like that shouldn't be toyed with." Dumbledore said matter-of-factly while Harry froze.

"This just simply means that you mess with magic, and it messes with you." Dumbledore said finally.

"But he just fell!" Fred said testily.

"It could also be that before he fell he was experiencing a strong emotion…" Dumbledore thought while Hermione stiffened. Oh no.

"Do you think Lucius Malfoy could've killed Draco if his spells were so strong? I mean, the stronger your spell, the stronger its side effect, right?" Hermione asked quietly.

The headmaster looked at her admiringly. "Very clever Miss Granger." Hermione went pale. "Oh, of course not." Dumbledore added hastily.

"It appears that Draco's fall has damaged a part of his brain that has to do with memory, so when he woke up, I assume he couldn't remember who you were? He seemed to be confused and at a loss?"

They all nodded.

"Well then, that's how Lucius' spell backfired. Lucius' powerful spell, added with Draco's strong emotion and sudded physical pain, has caused Draco to lose his memory and turn into a state between nothingness and substance. It is sort of like a comma, you're in a state neither alive, nor dead."

Hermione gulped. "But it didn't happen the instant he fell… He even remembered Harry! Then… then… he fell into… into that…" Hermione said, unable to find words to describe Draco's state.

"Well, it seems that since Lucius performed the spell before going to the Burrow, so Draco will remember everything he knows before he set foot on the Burrow, and he forgets everything he knows while he was at the Burrow." Dumbledore said.

"Impossible! Draco knows us before going to the Burrow, and while at the Burrow too!" They all cried. It was getting more confusing and confusing with every second.

"Yes, which is also why he fell into that trance he is in now." Dumbledore said heavily. "He knows contradicting things. Part of him knows that he has met you, especially Harry, who he'd know living with Lucius, and part of him feels he doesn't know all of you. See, they contradict, and so young Mr. Mafloy, the moment he falls into deep thought, thinking hard about what's happening, contradicting things you see… his body won't be able to resist anymore, after the pain inflicted on him and the full throttle side effect of the spell, not only his mind but his body too gave up, resulting to his sudden lapse into a trance."

There was just too much information that no one was able to say anything.

Suddenly Hermione spoke in a rather squeaky voice. "So Professor Dumbledore, he remembers everyone at school, all that, but he doesn't remember us anymore?"

Dumbledore nodded heavily. "The moment he wakes up he will be weak, actually…. he's already weakened, therefore even if he did know you before, he won't remember you anymore since he was with you while at the Burrow too."

The Weasleys suddenly went back to life. It seemed to Harry that they were fighting back guilty smiles of Malfoy never even remembering them, that wouldn't be a problem since they were enemies. He shook his head.

Suddenly, the fire place burned emerald green again, and Dumbledore said, "Ah yes, about time…"

And out came a very sullen and sad looking Lucius Malfoy.

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