a/n: once again, thanks for reading, and please review, if you've got the time ^^

disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! there! ya happy?! well, i take that back. I do own maggie and the plot... but other than that... I OWN NOTHING! *heaves a great sigh*

a/n: oh... and by the way... I just realized a conflict that will arise if i don't make some changes, so... i know i've had everything in Ron's POV, but...erm... i'm afraid that won't work, so from here on out, everything will be in third person. please bear with me. I'M SORRY!!!!!!!!!

That next morning.

By this time, rumors had spread throughout all of Hogwarts. Snape was finally found sleeping in a hallway and when Dumbledore asked him what had happened, Snape came as close to crying as he ever has during his life (Hey, everyone has there weak spot, right?).. After time, he came to his senses and told Dumbledore, "He's back... Taking away what's most precious of those who betrayed him." He paused. "How is she? Is she...?"

Dumbledore shook his head. "She's not dead... But..."

"But what?"

"She's lost her memory. Of everything. Madam Pomfrey has already scheduled a therapist. She has the mind of a two year old, in a fourteen year old body."

"How long, until she will be able to live normally?" Snape considered the alternatives and thought the situations as a good thing.

"Could be up to six months, possibly longer. But she should be able to return to your house --"

"No. Its not safe. He didn't finish her off. so, he'll be back. She'd be safer somewhere else."

"I was hoping you would think of this, Severus. Come now. I'll take you to her."

He led Snape to the hospital where they found Ron, Hermione and Harry. Ron was about to say why there were there, and how Snape shouldn't blame Maggie for them being there, but--

"I didn't want her around you three for Potter's safety. I knew he'd be back for me... I just didn't think--"

Dumbledore interrupted him. After all, they had no clue it was Voldemort. "I think its about time for class to begin."

The three walked out of the room.

"So, there's nothing we could do? To get her memory back for sure?" Professor Snape started.

"I'm afraid not."

Next couple of months...

Ron had come to visit Maggie every afternoon. It took several days for her to actually start looking at him when he spoke to her and by the end of the first three weeks, she was constantly with David (her physical therapist). She still hadn't regained the knowledge as to how you operated your muscles and use them to full extent, or, put in simpler terms, the most moving she did in a day was occasionally sit up, move her arms, et cetera. Walking was something they were still working on.

David sat next to her, "Listen... I know you can hear me." He paused. "From what I understand, you still aren't talking, and I know you remember. So..." He pulled out a large cage with Athena, Maggie's owl, hooting inside. "Now," he muttered some spell and the owl was turned pink. "You want Athena to go back to her normal black feathers, you've got to say 'David's the best'."

Maggie's brow immediately furrowed with frustration. Evidently, she was trying, but couldn't manage to say anything. Her lips parted, but there was no sound. Closing her mouth, she stubbornly gave up.

David grabbed something off the floor and revealed pink nail polish. "I hear you're "oh-so-very-fond" of pink. Don't make me do this."

She blinked.

Unscrewing the lid, he was almost ready to put a glob of light pink on her thumb when she lightly mumbled,

"D-D-" Her face showed the kind of determination you see in a small child that can't tie his own shoe. "Don't."

David looked up at her and grinned. "I knew it. You've been holding back on me. Now, 'David is the best'."

She shook her head. "N-No..."

The twenty-three year old male raised a contradicting eyebrow. "Oh, so now that you're talking, you're too good for me, is that how is?"

She gave a satisfied smile, like the small child had finally achieved a half way decent knot.

After a week or so, she was quite verbal. Ron had come in, and when David asked her, "This is Ron. You remember him?"

She merely looked hard at him, as if trying to make-up memories with him there. She shook her head.

"C'mon now. You can talk, so answer me in words."

"No."

Ron abruptly left. He felt something for her, and she didn't even remember him. Doesn't get much worse than that. He assumed she liked him at one time, and at that time, he had something that no one else did. Not Harry, not Malfoy. Just him. And he had had that something torn away from him. He adored her. She made him feel a way no one else did. As he exited the room she was in, he thought to himself, 'I hate it when Mum's right... You don't know what you have until it's gone...'

Now don't think Ron was the only frustrated one. Imagine everybody telling you of memories that you didn't remember. Or seeing yourself in pictures and not remembering the event. David handed her a photo album. Flipping through the pages, she occasionally stopped and pointed to several individuals, she said their names aloud, as if forcing herself to remember the event. One was of herself and Harry, one Hagrid must've taken because it was a little out of focus. Flipping the page, she took note of George and Fred, after they had transformed a statue into an actual lion in the Great Hall, Pansy Parkinson had never looked so ridiculously frightened. Turning the page, there were two of her and Ron. One showed her celebrating after she had beaten Ron at chess (she was sure he let her win, but of course she didn't remember that) and the other... He had his arm around her and was placing a light kiss on her cheek, she also noticed how genuinely happy she looked. Over and over, she thought to herself, 'Why can't I remember?'

a/n: hope this wasn't too bad... i realize i take VERY large time jumps. For example, the next chapter will most likely take place at the end of the school year, or even more likely sometime during summer. also, i hope the trip from first to third person wasn't that bad... please review! i'd REALLY appreciate it. THANKS ^^

Oh--and lets see...

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