Voldemort's Amnesia
Jewel Little Bird
Chapter Ten
Fleur sat at a table near the fountain that stood in the middle of the Haverhill Public Library. Snape stood nearby, looking around the library, clearly a bit impressed. She understood how he felt; she'd been a bit flabbergasted when she first saw the library as well.
There were two floors in the building; the first was practically covered in bookshelves, which in turn were nearly groaning under the weight of so many books, with only enough space every here and there for a table or a row of computers. In the center was a tall fountain carved from stone, with water constantly gushing from it, lending the whole atmosphere a soothing background. Near the fountain was a large spiral staircase leading towards the second floor, which was dedicated to nothing but children's books. And coming down the stairs at the moment....
"Lily!" Fleur whispered, resisting the urge to screech. Nonetheless, her daughter heard her and came running. "What are you doing? Where is your aunt?" A look from Snape warned her that she was starting to change; in other words, becoming her bird form in anger. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
"I wanted a book," Lily replied sheepishly, holding the hardcover in her arms. "Aunt Nicole said she had to look into something."
Fleur sighed, her anger dissipating. "What book?" She took it from Lily and raised an eyebrow. "Unicorns?"
Lily nodded. "Yup! My new friend Tommy found it for me!" She looked up at Snape then held out her arms and smiled. "A hug!"
Snape, startled, gave Fleur a look of total confusion.
"Well, don't just stand there like an idiot," Fleur snapped at him. "Give her a hug!"
Snape looked as if he wanted to reply, but instead picked up Lily and allowed her to hug him around the neck as he held her.
About then, Black waltzed towards them. He raised an eyebrow at Snape but didn't comment. Thank God. "Any luck?" he asked Fleur.
"No. And I'm ready to spit nails because of it. You?"
"Not a thing. No strange deaths, either. I did hear something about a strange accident, though. Apparently, a young man appeared out of nowhere in front of a car and got hit. He lived, the result being a broken arm and temporary amnesia. I couldn't find out anything else about it, though. Right about then I had to avoid a dog-catcher."
"Pity," Snape said with a smirk. "You might have found the love of your life in the pound. Then I wouldn't have to deal with you."
"I don't know about you, Severus, but I'm attracted to full-blooded humans." Black grinned rather evilly. "I heard you go for birds, though."
There might have been a murder scene in about five seconds if Nicole hadn't decided to join them just then. "I was lookin' in the newspapahs for the last month," she said. "Nothin' very unusual except a hit-n-run. The drivah was arrested, but the victim, one Tom Mahvolo Riddle, was put into the hospital as soon as possible and suhvived with a broken arm and amnesia. It was a big enough story to hit the front page."
"I believe Black was telling us something similar," Snape said, "only he didn't have a name to go with the victim." He shifted Lily in his arms so that he could hold her more comfortably. "Did this Tom Riddle appear out of nowhere?"
"Hollinone."
He blinked then looked at Fleur. "Translation?"
"That means you are right, Severus," she said with a sigh.
Black pulled at his lip. "Do you think this means that Voldemort still might not remember who he is? I heard that he only got temporary amnesia."
"If that's the case, you better hope we find him before he DOES remember," Snape snapped, unconsciously tightening his hold on Lily. "We'll have to stop him before he finds a counter-spell for the Age Reduction Curse that Harry used on him."
Black's face fell. "If it's Voldemort we're looking for, then that means that Harry...." He couldn't finish.
Fleur stood up and put a comforting hand on the Animagus' shoulder. "I'm sorry, Black."
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End of Chapter Ten
Fleur sat at a table near the fountain that stood in the middle of the Haverhill Public Library. Snape stood nearby, looking around the library, clearly a bit impressed. She understood how he felt; she'd been a bit flabbergasted when she first saw the library as well.
There were two floors in the building; the first was practically covered in bookshelves, which in turn were nearly groaning under the weight of so many books, with only enough space every here and there for a table or a row of computers. In the center was a tall fountain carved from stone, with water constantly gushing from it, lending the whole atmosphere a soothing background. Near the fountain was a large spiral staircase leading towards the second floor, which was dedicated to nothing but children's books. And coming down the stairs at the moment....
"Lily!" Fleur whispered, resisting the urge to screech. Nonetheless, her daughter heard her and came running. "What are you doing? Where is your aunt?" A look from Snape warned her that she was starting to change; in other words, becoming her bird form in anger. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
"I wanted a book," Lily replied sheepishly, holding the hardcover in her arms. "Aunt Nicole said she had to look into something."
Fleur sighed, her anger dissipating. "What book?" She took it from Lily and raised an eyebrow. "Unicorns?"
Lily nodded. "Yup! My new friend Tommy found it for me!" She looked up at Snape then held out her arms and smiled. "A hug!"
Snape, startled, gave Fleur a look of total confusion.
"Well, don't just stand there like an idiot," Fleur snapped at him. "Give her a hug!"
Snape looked as if he wanted to reply, but instead picked up Lily and allowed her to hug him around the neck as he held her.
About then, Black waltzed towards them. He raised an eyebrow at Snape but didn't comment. Thank God. "Any luck?" he asked Fleur.
"No. And I'm ready to spit nails because of it. You?"
"Not a thing. No strange deaths, either. I did hear something about a strange accident, though. Apparently, a young man appeared out of nowhere in front of a car and got hit. He lived, the result being a broken arm and temporary amnesia. I couldn't find out anything else about it, though. Right about then I had to avoid a dog-catcher."
"Pity," Snape said with a smirk. "You might have found the love of your life in the pound. Then I wouldn't have to deal with you."
"I don't know about you, Severus, but I'm attracted to full-blooded humans." Black grinned rather evilly. "I heard you go for birds, though."
There might have been a murder scene in about five seconds if Nicole hadn't decided to join them just then. "I was lookin' in the newspapahs for the last month," she said. "Nothin' very unusual except a hit-n-run. The drivah was arrested, but the victim, one Tom Mahvolo Riddle, was put into the hospital as soon as possible and suhvived with a broken arm and amnesia. It was a big enough story to hit the front page."
"I believe Black was telling us something similar," Snape said, "only he didn't have a name to go with the victim." He shifted Lily in his arms so that he could hold her more comfortably. "Did this Tom Riddle appear out of nowhere?"
"Hollinone."
He blinked then looked at Fleur. "Translation?"
"That means you are right, Severus," she said with a sigh.
Black pulled at his lip. "Do you think this means that Voldemort still might not remember who he is? I heard that he only got temporary amnesia."
"If that's the case, you better hope we find him before he DOES remember," Snape snapped, unconsciously tightening his hold on Lily. "We'll have to stop him before he finds a counter-spell for the Age Reduction Curse that Harry used on him."
Black's face fell. "If it's Voldemort we're looking for, then that means that Harry...." He couldn't finish.
Fleur stood up and put a comforting hand on the Animagus' shoulder. "I'm sorry, Black."
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End of Chapter Ten
