August 27

A/N: Here it is, Chapter uh…well the next day. J hope I didn't keep you waiting to long. Well enjoy.

Melody was softly shaking awake. She yawned at opened her eyes. She was still in the garden by Rowena. The stars faintly twinkled above her, but the sky was lighting with dawn.

"Professor Lupin?" she asked confused as he helped her sit up.

"Melody, what were you doing out here? I-We were worried about you, we've been looking all over for you."

She placed a hand on her forehead trying to stop the pounding and trying to remember what all happened the night before. With a sinking feeling the memories came back. Suddenly they were pushed away as images swirled through her mind. She gave a cry of pain and clutched Lupins robe with one hand and her head with the other. Her mind was a whirl of darkness, moons, screams, and the sounds of wolves. She saw the great mouth of a wolf before she was 'thrown' out of her head (a/n: I hope you got what I just said, I wasn't sure how to explain it). She sat there shaking and gasping for breath and she felt exhaustion settling in.

"Melody? Are you okay? What happened?"

She looked up at him, through the haze of her bangs and she realized what she saw.

"You-You're a werewolf!" she said in awe.

Lupin's eyes widened, "How do you know that?"

She looked down at her hands, they were shaking badly.

"I-I saw-" was all she said her eyes rolled back in her head and she fainted.

"She's a seer." Dumbeldore said as Harry and Remus walked into his office.

They both looked at him in surprise and confusion..

"Miss. Curran." He explained, "She's a Seer, and a confused one. Sit."

Harry and Lupin sat in the chairs he indicated. Dumbeldore remained seated running his fingers thoughtfully through his beard.

" A seer? But she's so young!" Lupin said.

"These type of things are not limited by age Professor." Dumbeldore said.

"What did you mean by confused?" Harry asked.

"Normally a seer sees the future. From what I've gathered she sees the past. Particularly yours Harry

"But she saw something from my past this morning." Lupin said.

Dumbeldore looked thoughtful then said. "Her ability might be getting stronger. I believe she had a birthday last week."

Harry looked confused, How would he know her birthday? She doesn't know her birthday!

"Something else I've discovered. I'm sure you've noticed the mark on Miss Curran's cheek."

The two nodded.

"That is a mark of extensive time travel. It appears anywhere on the body when one travels more then a few hours into the past present, and depending on the age of that person. From the color and the size she had traveled fairly far, and not very long ago. Which would explain her confused ability."

"How?" Harry asked.

"I've explained that seers se the future, " Dumbeldore continued," If Miss. Curran did in deed travel through time it would stand to reason she comes from the past. Her mind has not yet excepted the time change, and with amnesia she might not notice the difference consciously or subconsciously."

"Hmm." Remus said.

"There is a problem. The longer she is in the present, the memory of her in the past will slip away. Whatever she has done or would have done in the past would be erased, and might affect our time."

"She's been here since November, has anything changed." Remus asked.

Dumbeldore shook his head, "This is what bothers me. We won't noticed the change, it would be as if it had always been that way."

Harry eyes widened, "The Founders!" she cried.

"What is it Harry?" Remus asked.

"On the wall in Melody's old room she has a picture of the founders."

Dumbeldore's eyebrows rose in interest.

"She free draws. She lets her hands move without at thought to what she is drawing. In the picture between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor there was a girl, she looks exactly like melody, only without the star on her cheek. Under it was written Melody Martama."

Remus looked sharply at Harry slightly pale, "Did you say Martama?"

Harry nodded, missing the almost painful urgency in his voice, "We might be able to look at it if. Melody might have brought it with her."

Remus looked at Harry then Dumbeldore, "Melody said something odd the night at Hogsmead."

The both looked at him expectantly.

"She said her name wasn't Curran, right before she fainted."

Dumbeldore looked thoughtful again.

"Do you suppose she knows then?" Harry asked.

"It's a possibility. Let's not mention anything to Melody at the moment. When she wake up Sybil and I will test her abilities."

"Can I go see her?" Harry asked.

Dumbeldore nodded, "She might not be awake." He warned.

Harry nodded and left heading for the Hospital Wing.

Remus looked at Dumbeldore. Dumbeldore knew what he wanted to know.

" I don't know Remus. It doesn't make since." He said, shaking his head.

"Could we do a test?" Remus asked hopefully.

Dumbeldore sighed, "Not at the present state she's in. It would tax her strength greatly. Term begins next week. We will try before then, if she is not able then we'll do it during Christmas holiday."

Remus nodded in agreement disappointed.

Harry slipped quietly into the hospital win. Madam Pomfery was in the back office. He quickly stole into the back where Melody lay sleeping. Her strawberry blonde hair was longer, it now reached just past her chin. Harry noticed her skin as paler then normal emphasizing the shadow of a bruise on her left cheek.

Harry reached out and brushed a lock of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear.

A soft sigh escaped her lips and Harry smiled. Melody wasn't the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, yet she was perfect. Her short hair and baggy cloths made her look like a boy. When he first saw her he knew she was a girl but was a bit startled at the short hair. When she showed up on his front step the next morning he wasn't sure if it was the same girl. She had looked a bit like his Professor only younger. Now as he looked at her he saw very few resemblances between the two. He traced the shape of her face and then her lips. A tingle ran through his arm and the memory of the kiss came back to him. Had she felt what he had felt? He brought his hand away from him and he sighed, as imperfect as she was he felt himself very attracted to her.

Her forehead furrowed and she gave a small whimper. She began to speak softly. Harry leaned forward to hear better.

"…please not Harry…"

Harry back away, she had sounded like his mother!

She jerked suddenly as if someone had pulled her back and gasped, "PAPA!" she cried.

"Papa, NO!" she began to sob and she reached out as if trying to grab something, "Papa, don't leave…"

Harry took hold of her hand and squeezed gently "Shh." He said trying to clam her down.

She sighed and her sobbing slowly stopped.

"Why did we have to leave, mama? Papa loved me." She whispered. Her breathing became regular again and Harry let go of her hand and stepped back. Harry watched her sleep. What had she seen?

Harry turned to leave and saw Lupin looking at Melody as if she were a ghost.

"Professor?" Harry asked.

Lupin looked at Harry then turned and left without a word. He looked back at Melody then the closing door, What's going on?

He sighed, nothing was ever easy around Hogwarts. He left for the Gryffindor tower, his friends were probably worried about him.

Melody woke at the sound of the door closing. She was in the Hospital Wing. She lay there a minute staring up at the high ceiling. Her dreams were still fresh in her mind. At first she thought she was seeing Harry's past again, but it had changed so suddenly she wasn't sure. She sighed, she was confused, she never saw two things at once and the little girl had been her. She closed her eyes and the images sprung back into focus. She had been crying for her father while someone had been pulling her away. She saw one last glimpse of him…but it wasn't possible! How could it be? She was from hundreds of years ago…wasn't she?

Melody groaned, why do I care? I thought I didn't want to uncover the past?

To bad Dumbeldore has already decided you were going to find out, a small voice taunted her.

She groaned again, I'm hearing voices!

"Ugh! I'm talking to myself!"

There was a soft laugh from the end of the bed, "It happens to the best of us."

Melody half sat up using her elbows to support her. Albus Dumbeldore stood at the end of her bed holding cloths.

"Good Afternoon Ms. Curran."

"Ah. El Profesor de buenas tardes. ¿Soy adivinarlo cronometra deberá recordar? " She said dryly.

"Ah el español es? sí cronometra deberá recordar. Esperaré afuera mientras usted cambia." He said in amusement.

"Sí Proffessor." She said in resignation.

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A/N: HAHAHAHA, I'm being evil for all who do not understand Spanish. You don't know what's they said or what's going to happen. He he. So Review so I'll post the next chapter.