August 27 continued

A/N: Hey everyone, here's the continuation of the last chapter. Hope you enjoy.

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Professor Trelawney class reminded Melody of Patrica's attic and her old friend's teashop. Twenty or so chairs were set against the wall on t p of circular tables Melody was positive the armchairs and fat little poufs were held up with magic. The room was lit with a dim crimson light, the curtains at the windows were all closed and the many lamps floating about were draped with dark red scarves. It was stifling warm and Melody wished desperately to slip of the Hogwarts robe. The room smelt heavily of incense and Melody barley stifled a sneeze.

Sibyll herself reminded Melody of a bug. She smiled at Melody,

" So good to see you my dear." She said in a misty voice.

Melody smiled politely, "Have a seat." She said gesturing to the armchair across the table from her. Melody tucked a lock of hair behind her ear nervously and sat down. The feeling of dread the came when thinking of her past settled over her and she could feel a head ache coming on.

"I must say though suspected this is quite an interesting thing you would have of me Albus." She said looking at Melody with interest.

"Yes." She said in the same misty voice, "I can feel the aura around her. She is strong in her abilities. But there is something blocking them."

"My child, I ask that you close your eyes and clear your mind."

Melody exhaled the breath she had been holding and closed her eyes. She quickly cleared her mind like she had done in the past when images had filled her mind.

Sibyll frowned into her crystal ball and shook her head, "Dumbeldore I can not find this girls past with a Memory Charm blocking her mind."

Melody's eyes flew open. Memory Charm?!

Dumbledore looks just as surprised, " A Memory Charm?"

Sibyll looked slightly annoyed, "Of course amnesia I can banish, a Memory char will only be removed by magic, or by wearing off. It is wearing off, but I cannot see anything then she knows herself."

Dumbledore looked over at Melody and opened his mouth to speak but she stopped him.

"A Memory Charm, a spell to remove the charm will give me my memories back?" she asked.

They nodded.

She shook her head, "No, I don't want them back." She said.

"Why ever not my child?" Sibyll asked.

"Melody, " Dumbeldore said calmly. "Memories are very important. Yours especially."

"To you!" she said angrily, " You want me to remember so you can figuer out what Voldemort is up to. Why not ask me?"

Dumbeldore looked startled, "What do you mean? You don't remember."

"But I'm smart! Voldemort didn't just stare at me the whole time I was his prisoner."

Dumbeldore blinked, "I questioned you, you didn't say anything."

"I was in shock! I wasn't sure what was going on! I'm fifteen years old for Heavens sake! In less then a week I find out I'm a witch, kidnapped by the bad guy and then relocated to the school. Where by the way all I've had for company is books. What did you expect me to do? You've been so busy trying to find Voldemort and figure out who I was that you didn't even bother to ask."

"Melody calm down" he said soothingly, "Sit down and explain what happened."

She growled in frustration, "I don't want to sit down! I don't want to calm down! I want to be left alone!"

"But we need to know what you know." He said.

She glared at him, "Voldemort is after Rowena Ravenclaw. I'm her niece. For some reason he thought I was she. He brought me through time to here in attempt to ruin Hogwarts."

Dumbledore stood and paced the room, "Something is still missing, and I'm sure you know it." He stopped in front of her, "It won't hurt. We simply need to know."

"You need to know." She pointed out angrily, "Find out for yourself!"

She ran passed Dumbeldore and out of the room. Tears of frustration and anger streamed down her face as she raced out of the castle.

She slowed to a walk when her lungs protested strongly for oxygen. She found herself in the gardens again. The sun was beginning to set and a chill had filled the air. With her hands in her jean pocket she slowly wandered around the gardens deep in thought.

Why did she always run from her past? What happened that she was so afraid to remember? She sighed, the only way to find the answers was to regain her memories.

You're being a selfish git, she thought angrily to herself. You the only thing that have for clues to what's going on. You should be helping them. Whatever happened you need to face.

She sighed, there just wasn't any arguing with herself. She turned back to the castle and froze. Standing a few feet in front of her was a dark robed figure (A/n: can anyone guess who it is?). She felt the familiar sense of evil and swallowed the not that was forming in her throat. She took a step back preparing to run and at the same time feeling for her wand.

"Don't run." The figure said quickly.

She gulped and took another step back, she recognized the voice.

"What are you doing here?" she said harshly.

"My master has sent me. He wish's to speak to you." He said taking a step forward.

She took another step back and narrowed her eyes. "You aren't a wizard, how did you get here?" (A/n: can anyone guess now who it is?)

The man gave a harsh cold laugh sending a shiver down her spine.

"But I am." He said, "Why do you think I knew about the letters? Why do you think we adopted you?! I knew you'd be one of us. I knew you were the one He brought with him. You had no memory, which was just as well. I was told to keep you until Master had figured what to do with you. But Dumbeldore detected your powers to soon, I had to let you go."

Melody took another step back and found herself backed against a wall of bushes. He advanced on her, "But you belong to Lord Voldemort, he will not let you go so easily." He reached for her. She ducked under his arm and spun around wand out. He turned as well.

"I belong to no one." She hissed.

She knew he was smiling in the shadows of his hood. She took a step back towards the castle.

"Get out of here Peter." She growled.

"Not without you!" He lunged at her. She quickly dodged his attack and ran towards castle.

"STUPIFY!"

She quickly turned into another path feeling the heat of the spell just barely pass her. She continued running turning to dodge spells and curses. Her legs began to feel week and her lungs protested. She made it out of the gardens but no where near the castle. She stopped and gasped for breath. The pounding of feet was steadily drawing closer. She quickly ducked into the willow grove and leaned against the massive trunk of an old willow. She tried to calm her breathing so she wouldn't be detected.

"Come out come out." His voice taunted, "I know you're in here. You can't hide from me."

Fear seized her, he's to close! She looked widely around for some kind of hiding place then realized where she was. She turned and quickly climbed the willow she was leaning against until she found a branch hidden from view by the leaves. She quickly climbed onto it and leaned against the trunk exhaling.

There were mutters and curses from below and Melody prayed the wind wouldn't blow the leaves and give away her hiding spot.

"You're going to regret this!" He called as his footsteps slowly faded.

She gave a sigh of relief, but stayed in the tree longer just in case her came back. After a few moments, and when her breathing was regular again Melody descended from her perch. As her foot touched the ground she felt a hand grab her shoulders. She jumped in surprise and swung around. Her fist made contact with the side of the persons face and she heard the sound of glasses breaking. There was a yelp of pain and a thud as the person fell back.

"HARRY!" she cried recognizing the messy black hair and Hogwarts robe.

She knelt beside him, "Oh I'm sorry, you scared me."

"I must have." He said rubbing his jaw tenderly.

She picked up his glasses that lie broken beside him.

"Oculous Repairo" she whispered tapping it with her wand.

Harry smiled gratefully at her and slipped them back on blinking twice as his vision readjusted.

"We should go to Madam Pomfery and have her look at that." She said quickly standing up.

He stood up as well brushing grass and dirt off the back of his robes. She began walking away but stopped at Harry's voice.

"Wait."

She turned to look at him.

"Why was Peter out here."

Her eyes widened, "How'd you know?"

Harry shifted uncomfortable

She looked at him in shock, "You were spying on me!"

"No!" he cried," Well yes, but I was just trying to find you."

"Dumbeldore sent you didn't he? Ugh, I can't be let alone for a minuet can I?" She turned quickly made her way to the castle.

Harry stopped her yet again just outside the Willow Grove.

"Melody please, I just want to know if you're in danger."

She glared at him, "Mind your own business Harry." She immediately regretted her words.

"Harry, I-"

"No," he said interrupting her. "Don't. I came out here on my own accord. I thought you might be in danger because Peter was here and I thought he wasn't a wizard. But here was here and I was worried. But you don't seem to care." He said and angrily walked by her.

"Harry wait please!" she said not moving from her spot.

He stopped but didn't turn around.

"Peter was here. Peter…Peter's a Death Eater."

Harry turned and looked at her in surprise.

"Why didn't you just say so?" he asked walking back to her.

She sighed, "I…I just didn't want you to worry."

Harry laughed, "When Voldemort is concerned everyone worries."

Melody sighed not seeing what was amusing, "I just want the past to stay the past and leave me alone." She said quietly.

"But the past is important. Your memories could be the key to solving the problems with Voldemort."

Melody looked at Harry sharply, "My memories, doubtful. What about me?" she asked angrily, "What if I don't want to remember?"

Harry looked confused, "Why wouldn't you want to?"

Melody paused, not sure if she wanted to continue, "What if something happened or you did something terrible in your past, would you want to remember?'"

Harry looked even more confused, "What are you talking about?"

Melody sighed in frustration, "I don't know Harry, all I know is that the thought of remembering makes me sick."

Harry shook his head, "Maybe you need to know. Maybe that 'something' is something you need to face. Running never did anyone any good."

Melody turned away and looked up through the trees to the sky, stars were beginning to appear, " I know. I was coming back wit that in mind when my plans were changed for me."

"What happened exactly?" Harry asked concerned.

"Peter came. He said that his master wanted to talk to me. Harry, I think they're want something I know, but don't know." She said.

"We better get to Dumbeldore." Harry said taking her hand and running for the castle.

Half way there Harry stopped suddenly.

"Harry?" she questioned. His gripe on her hand became painfully tight as he pressed his other hand to his scar. He gasped in pain and his eyes darted around frantically.

"Come on." He said running again this time slightly unsteady yet faster.

"Harry what's going on?" she panted.

"Voldemort, he's near!" Harry hissed.

Melody's eyes looked around as well and she wasn't prepared when Harry stopped suddenly. She bumped into him and they both fell to the ground. Melody landed across Harry with an 'ouf' (A/n: how do you spell that anyway?). Melody quickly moved off of him and knelt beside him.

"Harry?" she asked.

His eyes were closed and his skin was pasty pale. His scar burned and angry red and Melody felt fear grab hold of her heart.

"Harry? Harry? Are you alright?"

"Get…out…of…here." He gasped.

Before Melody could respond someone grabbed her hair and yanked her up. She gave a loud cry of pain and stumbled back into the person. Strong, rough arms wrapped around her pinning her arms to her side.

"My dear." Hissed a voice she recognized as Voldemort, "You should come when I call."

She gave a whimper of fear as dread washed over her. The smooth wood of a wand barely skimmed the side of her cheek. It pointed at Harry who was now standing up reaching for his wand. He looked dazed and was defenseless to what happened next.

Voldemort whispered one word she didn't understand and never wanted to hear again, and Harry's screams filled the air and resounded through her whole body. She pressed back into Voldemort and withered as if she herself was under the curse. A scream of terror escaped her lips before Voldemort's cold hand clamped over her mouth. Tears streamed down her face as she watched Harry wither in pain. She closed her eyes but the image would go away as his screams filled her head.

Voldemort whispered something else and it was quiet. She shook with terror in his arms.

"Next time you will come." He whispered and then suddenly wasn't there.

Melody crumpled to the ground beside the trembling body of her friend.

"Harry?" She whispered shakily.

She touched his cheek. It was damp with sweat and warm. He brushed back his bangs, the scar was normal again. He was simply unconscious.

She vaguely heard footsteps as she closed her eyes and lay her head on Harry's chest.

"Melody?" someone said lifting her off the ground. A sob escaped her lips.

"Melody? Can you hear me? Open your eyes if you can?"

She opened her eyes and met the concerned face of her Defense Against Dark Arts Professor. Fresh tears streamed down her face and she leaned into his comforting embrace, "It's all my fault." She sobbed, "I'm so sorry."

"Shh, no. It wasn't." He said trying to comfort her. She shivered from cold and fear.

"I don't want Harry to get hurt." She said, "Don't hurt Harry." She pleaded.

Remus looked down at her and realized she was in shock. He shook her by the shoulders,

"Melody!" he said. Her eyes refocused and she looked around widely.

"Where's Harry?" she demanded.

Remus looked over her shoulder, "He's right behind you. Can you walk?"

Melody nodded, "Yeah, I think so." She shaking slowly stopped and she stood up.

Remus picked up Harry and they headed back to the castle.

"What happened?" he asked quietly.

When Melody didn't respond he looked over at her. Her eyes were slightly glazed over and she looked before her unseeing.

"Melody?" he said loudly.

She shivered and looked at him, "Yes professor." She said faintly.

He shook his head, "nevermind, could you open the door were here"

Melody nodded and opened the door to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfery quickly met them and directed Lupin to the bed to lay Harry down in. Melody sat down on a chair by the wall the last five minuets replaying over and over in her head. She closed her eyes to hold back the tears.

Harry could have been killed, she thought.

She vaguely heard her name being called and she opened her eyes. Remus was kneeling down in front of her holding a bottle of dark liquid.

"Drink this." He said.

She took it without a word and swallowed it in one gulp, it didn't have a taste, but she was sure it was supposed to.

Remus led her to a bed and helped her get settled. Within minuets she was asleep in the Hospital Wing for the third time.

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A/N: Ugh that was soo long six pages! I went to the highschool to set up my schedule so I got a break, but I'm so happy I'm going to HIGHSCHOOL!! Ha ha I'm weird yea I know, but hey, one year of homeschool and I'm soo bored with it. I hope you liked the chapet! He he, I'm so mean to the characters. We'll review and I'll post more soon, if I don't get any reviews…well then no more story J I'm evil I know.

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