**Told you I'd update quickly. Short chapter....er....for me anyway. Chapter 10 coming soon. Enjoy.

Chapter 9 - Memory Wiped

In the library, Emily and Fred worked, merrily, on their homework together while George began his Quidditch History essay and Ada stacked up her books to use as a pillow. The moment she put her head down, she was wide awake and full of energy.

"Blast this! It's torture, it is," Ada nearly screamed from frustration.

"Ada! Shh! What's wrong?"

"Emily...bah. Don't shh me. It's this weird feeling. I get really tired and when I put my head down, I'm wide awake. I don't know why either. I get plenty of sleep so I shouldn't be tired in the first place."

"When did it start?" George asked as he looked up.

"Just today. At lunch. I was in the dormitory, writing in my notebook and then before I knew it, I was asleep. I had some dream and then I woke up. I got the same feeling in Transfiguration but I fought it. I was planning on going to sleep now, so I put my head down and then the feeling went away completely."

Emily stared at her curiously.

"What was the dream about?" she asked.

"Oh...erm...nothing really. Just a dream," Ada answered, remembering the dream, vividly, in full detail.

"Well, what was it about?" Emily persisted.

Ada knew Emily wouldn't let down and she had to know just in case it did have something to do with Ada's current situation. She knew it could help her figure out everything with Malfoy. She didn't want to tell her friends though. Especially not Fred and George. She'd never hear the end of it. Ada shrugged and took a deep breath. She told them the dream.

"I kissed back and then I woke up," she finished. Ada glanced around at her friends' faces. They were disgusted.

"You kissed him?" they all asked in unison.

"It was a bloody dream! I couldn't control it. I hate Draco and the lot of you are well aware of that fact."

The table was silent. Emily, Fred, and George still looked at Ada with appalled faces.

"Crikey, I knew I shouldn't have told you."

Ada started to gather her things. Emily grabbed her arm.

"No, no. Sit down. Your dream is a little...erm...strange...but like you said, it was only a dream."

Ada hesitated and sat down. She looked at Fred and George, their faces unchanged.

"Oh sod off, you two," she snapped.

"Now, let's analyze the information given to you in your dream," Emily started, "First, you unknowingly write shakily when you write about Malfoy in your notebook. You rant and rave about him but you do it quite a bit. The git said in your dream that there's some...hidden meaning in your writings. I don't know. Subconsciously, you're writing something else." Emily held up her hand. "I don't know what so don't ask." She rapped her fingernails on the table. "What else was there?"

"The kiss," Fred muttered. Ada glared at him.

"Well, yes, I know that. Ah! The thing about childhood." Emily looked up. "Do you remember anything before the age of five?"

"Er..." Ada searched her memory. "That's odd. No, I don't." Ada leaned back in her chair, bewildered. Emily leaned forward.

"Come closer so I can see your eyes," she said. Ada leaned forward, close to Emily. Emily stared into Ada's eyes, examining them. "Your memory," she said at last, "It's been wiped three times."

"Why though? Three times in the first five years of living? I must've been quite the trouble maker."

"Possibly. Or you saw something you weren't supposed to. And you're a witch so it's not the same case as most memory wipes which come about by muggles seeing magic. Someone didn't want you to remember something."

"Yeah. And you kissed Malfoy!" Fred hissed. George laughed and Emily and Ada rolled their eyes and sighed.

***

The first weekend finally came. Ada welcomed it thankfully and slept until three in the afternoon. The bright afternoon sun hurt her eyes as she awoke. At first, Ada had wondered why her bed curtains were open. She then remembered she was looking at the full moon the previous night. Ada loved the night sky and always had. Suddenly, the door of the dormitory swung open and there stood Fred.

"Whassamatter with you?" Ada yawned.

"Emily's waiting in the corridor. She says it's urgent or something."

"You couldn't have waited for me to go down to the common room?"

"I've to jinx something of Angelina's and Katie's."

"What'd they do?"

"Oh, nothing."

"Why do you have to jinx something of theirs?"

"Because I have to."

"But why?"

"Because I'm Fred Weasley and that's just my 'thing' so to speak. I pull pranks on people. Think of it as a hobby like collecting plugs."

"I see." Ada stretched. "Why are you digging in Angelina's dresser?"

"It's more fun to put spells on personal clothing items rather than...let's say a sock."

Fred pulled out a bra and smiled widely. As he pulled out his wand, he waved as Ada walked out of the room, laughing slightly.

Emily was leaning against a wall in the corridor outside the Gryffindor common room. When Ada appeared in front of her, she smiled shortly. Ada returned her smile but it quickly faded when she saw what was in Emily's hands.

"Where'd you get that?" Ada said, pointing to her blue and violet notebook in Emily's hands.

"Do you mind that I read it?"

"No, you're the one person I'd let read it but I'm just curious as to of how you acquired it."

"It was in the library. You must've left it there yesterday."

Ada raised an eyebrow. "I don't take it out of the dormitory."

Emily looked puzzled. "Really? Odd...I found it when I went to the section about dreams so I could try to interperet yours. I figured you had been there."

"Curious that you'd find it in that section."

"I came here just to talk to you about some ideas I had. They weren't big. Just little things. I thought that maybe you dreamt that Malfoy had read your notebook because you were afraid of losing it and then him, or other people, finding out your personal thoughts. Nevermind though. You can't lose it if you know where it is." Emily paused. Her eyes shifted as she looked at the floor, thinking. "The book."

"Book?"

"There was a book that was sticking out a bit on the bottom shelf where I found your notebook. I didn't read much of it. Only the table of contents. Some of it was telepathy. There was also astral projection and communicating through dreams --"

"Communicating? Like how?" Ada interrupted, quickly.

Emily stared at Ada. She understood what she was thinking. "Come on, then," she said, "I'll show you."

When they reached the library, Emily led the way to where she found Ada's notebook. She kneeled to look for the book.

"Ah ha! Here it is. Okay...telepathy, no...lucid dreaming and astral projection, no...dream communication and ESP...page 601."

Emily flipped to page six hundred one and began to read.

"Skip to a section that says something about going into other's dreams," Ada told Emily.

"Right. Let's sit at a table," Emily answered.

The two girls found an empty table close by and began their research. Emily searched through the pages.

"Here. 'One of the most difficult forms of dream communication is traveling into the dreams of others. When mastered, it's possible to remove items from where you are in the dream and wake up with the object in your very hands. This form of communication is strongly mixed from astral projection and ESP. Few muggles can completely accomplish such a task due to its difficulty level. Great determination is needed although magic aids well. Witches and wizards can usually master it in a time frame of two weeks at the most although it quickly drains the dreamer and traveler.' I think we found what we need. That's why you felt so tired and out of it. Malfoy was trying to force you to sleep to communicate with you. He's a clever git, I'll give him that."

"Ugh...so, I really kissed him? How disturbing."

"We can now answer loads of questions and that's the first one that comes to mind?" Emily laughed.

"Well, did I?"

"He was well aware of kissing you although you were only in a dream so you didn't have control over your actions."

"Okay, good. So, I'm not at fault. That eases my mind a bit. now for the other questions. I need to talk to Draco but not openly. How do you do this dream communication stuff?"

"It takes practise, Ada. A lot."

""That's fine. If that little bugger can master it enough to take my notebook, I can easily do it, too. What do I do?"

Emily pointed out the instructional section to Ada. She quickly jotted down the steps in the back of her notebook.

"Okay, I'm gonna try it. Right now. It says if you do it correctly, you get results the first time. It's Saturday afternoon so Draco will probably be in his common room or something. I'll let you know how it turns out."

"Alright. Good luck. And no kissing. I don't want you 'sleeping with the enemy'. Literally."

Ada laughed, "Bye, Emily."