AN: I SHALL BE UPDATING DURING FRIDAYS AND WEEKENDS ONLY, because school's so hectic and I can't write during weekdays. I'm so sorry, I hope you don't lose interest:( :( :( :(

Everyone looked up except Dumbledore, who just smiled serenely.

He looked very pale, and his long platinum blond hair was unkempt and tangled, he looked very much harassed and tired, with bags under his eyes and a slightly drooping look.

"Hello." He merely said, and slightly froze when he saw his son's body.

He seemed to be incapable of speech.

"Sit down, Lucius." Dumbledore said softly, and to Fred's horror, he sat down beside him.

"Yes, so, what shall we do, Albus?" He asked in a whisper.

Dumbledore smiled, "Why, you know how to wake him up, don't you?"

The group gagged at Dumbledore, what did he mean?

"Maybe he is getting on in the years..." Ron whispered to Hermione. She hit him. "Shut up!" She hissed.

Lucius nodded slightly and said, "Yes, yes of course, but what actions shall we take after?" He asked quietly, looking at Dumbledore for help.

"Well." Dumbledore said quietly, giving him some gargoyle biscuits. "We can't go to St. Mungo's. It's far too fishy for Weasleys to come with a Malfoy that was messed with ancient magic…" And as he said so Lucius looked down at his knees.

"But not to worry, Lucius, when they return to Hogwarts, the kids can bring Draco to the hospital wing, I'm sure Madam Pomfrey will take care of him and everything will be okay." He said in a fatherly tone.

It was kind of weird for the Weasleys, Harry and Hermione to watch the Headmaster act all fatherly to a suspected Death Eater such as Lucius Malfoy.

"Professor Dumbledore." Hermione suddenly said. "Why can't we heal him now?" She asked as the two adult men looked at him.

"Well, we can't go barging into Hogwarts now, can we? Don't worry, don't worry, the moment he wakes up, he won't remember you, but that won't matter. You just have to bare with him, that's all. Actually…" Dumbledore said, smiling. "The one with the burden here isn't young Mr. Malfoy, it's you guys," He then chuckled. "You'll have to keep up with a man who doesn't remember you for the rest of the summer, but the moment you go back to school, we'll have him fixed, and everything will be normal again." And he took a bite off a pitiful gargoyle biscuit.

The air grew suddenly lighter and they managed to smile. Fred and George managed to chuckle.

"So you mean, dear Professor, that for the whole of summer, we'll have a clueless Malfoy under our noses? He won't remember us, or anything we do to him during the summer, the moment he'll be fixed when he returns to Hogwarts?" Fred asked mischievously.

"Like we do whatever, and anything happens, and it's all useless once he's healed when term starts?" Ron asked hopefully.

"Oh! So it's like Draco's memory will only be before going to the Burrow and after summer while at Hogwarts, but the summer itself, he won't remember! There'll be like a... like a gap in his memory! But he won't know, will he? He'll think everything was just normal and all that, he won't even know he's spent summer here! -Once his memory's back to normal...? It's just before and after, no during?" Hermione suddenly said.

Lucius looked at them and cocked an eyebrow while Dumbledore chuckled.

"Yes, that is so, --but don't take advantage Mr. Weasleys." Dumbledore added when the boys were full of glee.

"Do you understand what Professor Dumbledore's saying?" Mrs. Weasley suddenly said.

"It means from the period Draco wakes up, everything will be like living with a person who won't remember what's going to be happening to him for the next days, weeks and months until he is fixed up at Hogwarts on September."

"So you mean…." George said smiling.

"Whatever we do during summer won't matter….?" Fred asked hopefully.

"Because he'll have forgotten that period once he's fixed up?" George added.

"Unfortunately, yes." Lucius said heavily.

The twins gave a yelp of joy.

"Now, Mr. Weasley, take care of Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore said suppressing a chuckle. "And Lucius, you know what to do." He said suddenly serious.

They all looked at the two adult men and Lucius nodded curtly, stiff as he stood up and walked towards Draco.

They all watched in silence.

They could see, the usual cold and arrogant father of the equally cold and arrogant son, look down at his son with sorry eyes. If he were a woman he'd probably be in tears by now, they thought. But he then touched his son's skin, and they could hear him faintly talk to him. Try to talk to him.

Could Draco hear him?

"My… my..my son..—" He stiffened. "I'm sorry…" He said in a whisper and he tried to straighten up. "I did this to you…" And he held on to his son's arm tighter. "I'm... well, I messed up." He said again. "Draco?" He asked.

The people watching were in ultimate shock.

And then, they saw Lucius bend forward, so he could whisper to Draco, and he said quietly, "Draco, I'm here, Father's here." He said softly, concern in his usually cold voice.

They all held their breath, then, slowly, they could see the lifeless body of Draco start to stir.

Slowly, slowly, those gray eyes opened and gazed into his father's eyes. He spoke softly, trying to gain much energy, though he was drained of it... but he spoke….

"Father?" He looked into the gray eyes bent over him, and he smiled. "Hullo Father." And he hugged him.

Draco Malfoy hugged his father!

Hermione and Ginny gave silent gasps while the twins stared and the other two boys looked stupid.

"We're witnessing a first-class father-son moment, mate." Fred said in a very low voice to George so that the Malfoys wouldn't hear him.

George smiled. "I know mate, d'you get everything?" He said mischievously.

Fred's eyes trailed to his right hand, where his wand was pointed at the Malfoys secretly. He looked up and said in equal mischief, "Oh yes, of course, I've gotten everything."

They looked up to see Draco still hugging his father. "Hullo Father. What are you doing here?" He asked in a young voice, like an innocent child, letting go of his stricken dad.

Lucius forced a stiffened smile, and said, "Draco, something's happened to you, but I can't explain it to you, because I really have to go."

Draco looked disappointed and confused at the same time. "You have to go? Something's happened to me?" He looked like a lost child.

"Yes Draco, forgive me, I have to go." And Lucius vanished into the emerald green flames even before Draco could say anything, the twins' bet it was that Lucius couldn't take anymore of all that softy moment thing. They sniggered.

"Draco you prat you had us all worried!" An irritated voice suddenly said.

Draco jerked his head and turned, as though for the first time aware that other people was with him. He stared.

Ginny was waving her hands. "We thought you died! You prat! You woke up!" She spat.

"Yeah Malfoy, you were alright unconscious!" Ron suddenly said and Harry stepped on his foot. They could hear an audible "Ron, cut it out!" from Harry.

Harry turned to Draco and forced a smile, "Yeah, but it's okay you're awake again, d'you remember us?" He asked in a friendly way, a way that made Ron shudder because he was not used to it.

Draco looked at Harry, "Yes, I know you, you're Harry Potter, ever since I was born I've heard of you already." He said smiling.

His eyes trailed towards the Weasleys and suddenly he frowned. "You guys must be the ..Wes.. Weas..Weaslettes. Yeah, I remember you… something about father… I don't think he liked you guys much…" He started.

"Weaslettes!? And so what if he doesn't like us!" George said incredulously.

Draco craned his neck. "Aren't you the Weaslettes?" George gave him a glare and Draco understood he was absolutely not a Weaslette. "I… thought..Wea.. Weas… I don't know all of you. I.! I don't know you…! Where am I??" He suddenly said in panic.

Suddenly a calm voice spoke. "Do not worry Draco, we shall explain everything, or at least, these young lovely people will," He straightened his hat. "It's just that I have to go now, I have some business to take care of, but not to worry, not to worry, I shall come back tomorrow." He finished, standing up.

Draco's eyes studied Dumbledore. "I know you… you're.. you're that great wizard father speaks of…" He started.

"Why, it's very flattering indeed that your father talks about me." Dumbledore said humbly though all of them knew why Lucius Malfoy would talk about Dumbledore, and their hunch was that it wasn't something you'd like to hear.

"Yes.. Well," Dumbledore started again, striding towards the fireplace as he saw Draco fall into deep concentration, "See you all, Good day." And he disappeared in the emerald green flames.

Draco still had a blank expression when Harry strode quietly to the twins and asked in a low voice, "Don't you guys think it's weird the way Lucius Malfoy was the only one who could wake Draco up and how he seemed to remember me, Dumbledore and his father, and he almost remembered you guys… but he doesn't seem to recognize 'Mione at all, does he?" He finished.

Fred and George suddenly thought, then nodded. True, Draco acknowledged everyone in the room (though he got the Weasleys wrong, and Dumbledore made him fall into a lapse of blank thought) but never did he acknowledge Hermione. He never recognized her, he was oblivious to her.

"So what happened to me?" Draco suddenly asked coldly.

They were taken aback by the sudden return of coldness, even Mrs. Weasley.

"Excuse me?!" Ginny asked viciously.

I don't seem to remember them completely… but I can vaguely remember father never liking red heads…. Draco thought.

"You heard me, what happened?" He asked again now with a smirk.

"Wish that fall could've knocked his ruddy attitude away." Ron muttered and they all nodded in agreement.

"Huh--?" Draco started.

"You freakin' fell!!!!" Ginny suddenly squealed, pissed off at the fact that she had to worry all this time.

"You git!" Ron added, although he had no particular reason to say it. "What? I just felt like saying it!" He added in defense.

Ginny: "Fell off—"

Ron: "--Escalator---"

Ginny: "--We--- worried----"

Fred: "--You—can't rememb—"

George: "--Think you lost your memory—"

Ginny: "--Yeah and we were freakin' alarmed!"

Harry: "Ginny! Anyway--!"

Draco: (confused and he looks so pitiful.) "I fell off the elevator and lost my mem---?"

Ron: "--And then you blacked out, just like that!"

George: "Ron you git what a nice way to explai---!!"

Ron: "--What?! It's true anyway!"

Draco was starting to get worried and scared. He looked so helpless.

Harry: "—So there and yeah your dad came to your rescue---"

Fred: "—Sweet moment—"

Ginny: "-Fred! Shut up!—"

Draco: (positively deluded. Aww.) "I don't understand, I wha---?!"

Ron: "—You—aaaaaahhhh!!!"

Suddenly Ron let out a yelp of pain as someone stepped on his foot, she muttered an apology, while Draco looked up at the trespasser.

Harry could've sworn that for a split second there Draco seemed to be glued at what he saw. He could tell that the Slytherin was trying to work something out and then, the Young Malfoy suddenly spoke, spoke something that made the room even more silent.

A smile suddenly spread across his face, his pale face softening.

"Hello, I'm Draco Malfoy," He said, looking intently at the girl, very soft yet piercing, and smiling some more, "You have very beautiful eyes."

"Merlin." Someone among the boys said softly.

Clearly he did not remember her at all.