Chapter 14
The Memoria Draft
As Harry, Hermione, James, and Sirius walked towards the kitchens, Harry pulled Hermione a little ways behind James and Sirius.
"We can't let them do this." Harry said in a serious tone. Hermione raised her eyebrows at him.
"What do you mean? Aren't you the one that wants them to remember you?" Hermione asked incredulously.
"More than anything I want them to remember me, but it would be too dangerous. Don't you remember what Dumbledore said to us in our third year? About not being seen? Well, this is exactly like that. We don't know for sure whether or not they would remember us in the future. Think of all the problems we could cause. I mean, there's a good chance that Voldemort might not only kill my parents but me as well if they know."
"Or there's a chance that neither of your parents would be killed." Hermione stated.
"I know that!" Harry yelled. Sirius and James turned around and looked at the two. Embarrassed, Harry continued in a hushed whisper.
"I think I should get my memory obliviated from this entire experience too." Harry muttered.
"But what about us?" Hermione asked, fearful.
"What about us?" Harry asked. Hermione fumed.
"You can't tell me that there's nothing going on between us!" She half- whispered, half-yelled. Harry smiled.
"I'm sure that sometime, sometime in the near future, well.not the near future because we're in the past so we wouldn't even be born in the near future so that would mean-"
"Okay, I get what you mean!"
"Anyway, in our near future, I'm sure it won't take long for us to realize our true feelings for each other again."
"What if we don't?"
"That's inconceivable." Harry smiled and shyly kissed Hermione.
"But we won't remember our first kiss." Hermione said, sadly.
:"I'm sure there will be more to come." Harry winked.
"Okay." The rest of the way to the kitchen was in silence.
Once they gathered enough food, the group headed back to the common room. Harry and Hermione continued to glance at each other, but neither of them spoke. Lily was still awake, and helped them with the food, setting everything out onto the tables. "You two look awfully glum," she told Harry and Hermione with a concerned look. "Usually you're chattering away like love birds!" she winked at her son, who blushed.
"Mom, I wish you wouldn't keep doing that," Harry grumbled, receiving a nudge from Hermione in the side.
James and Sirius each took their plates before sitting down, and James pulled out two medium-sized vials from the pockets of his robes. "We made this," he announced, showing them to her.
"What is that?" Remus and Lily wanted to know.
"A memoria draft. It makes it so that the short term memory charm does not work. That way we can remember them." He explained. Lily stared.
"So it's basically a counteract to the oblivi potion?"
"Basically." James replied, kissing her on the cheek.
"When do you plan to take this, James? Professor Dumbledore will see you, surely! He said he was going to give the draft to us tomorrow, didn't you tell me that?" Lily asked, rather loudly.
"It only lasts for twenty-four hours," James replied thoughtfully, "so it'll be fine."
"But *when* are you going to take it?" Lily repeated her question.
"Now I suppose," James answered.
"Now?" Harry and Hermione cried in unison, staring at one another.
"Are you *sure* it only lasts for twenty-four hours?" Hermione asked, her heart pounding. "You haven't tested it yet, have you?"
"Well," James replied, "that's what the book said."
"Well, I'm sure the potion will be a lot stronger when you take it before Dumbledore's potion. Knowing Dumbledore, his particular potion will be *very* strong. You will probably still have the after-effects of your potion if you drink it now, mixed with."
"I think they get it, Hermione," Harry chuckled, noticing the mortified looks on his parents' faces.
"I never thought of that," James thought out loud. "Well now what do we do?"
"Drink it right before you take the other potion, of course!" Hermione explained. "That way the twenty-four hour period would only have started, and the effects won't be nearly as bad."
James raised his eyebrows. "I guess you're right," he reluctantly agreed. "Okay, we won't drink this until tomorrow."
Hermione sighed with relief, resting her head against Harry's shoulder. Harry smiled at her, before turning to his parents. "Um." he cleared his throat awkwardly. "I think Hermione and I are going to need some time alone. You won't mind, will you?"
Lily folded her arms and glanced at James, who gave his son a stern look. "Are you trying to make me a grandparent before my time?" he asked nervously, and Lily laughed.
"That's my line!" She embraced him in a hug, and practically tackled him in a kiss, sending them both onto the floor. Harry and Hermione stared at each other, blushing at the same time.
"Oh, gross!" Harry groaned. "Mom, Dad! Do you mind?"
"No not at all," James gasped in between kisses. "Carry on." He waved his hand, and Hermione grabbed Harry by the arm, dragging him away. When they left the common room, Sirius and Remus sat on the couch, staring into space.
"Wait." Remus began, lifting a finger before turning to James and Lily, who were still at it. "How old are you two going to be when you have him? Not very, I expect."
A pillow flew through the air, smacking Remus in the forehead.
The Memoria Draft
As Harry, Hermione, James, and Sirius walked towards the kitchens, Harry pulled Hermione a little ways behind James and Sirius.
"We can't let them do this." Harry said in a serious tone. Hermione raised her eyebrows at him.
"What do you mean? Aren't you the one that wants them to remember you?" Hermione asked incredulously.
"More than anything I want them to remember me, but it would be too dangerous. Don't you remember what Dumbledore said to us in our third year? About not being seen? Well, this is exactly like that. We don't know for sure whether or not they would remember us in the future. Think of all the problems we could cause. I mean, there's a good chance that Voldemort might not only kill my parents but me as well if they know."
"Or there's a chance that neither of your parents would be killed." Hermione stated.
"I know that!" Harry yelled. Sirius and James turned around and looked at the two. Embarrassed, Harry continued in a hushed whisper.
"I think I should get my memory obliviated from this entire experience too." Harry muttered.
"But what about us?" Hermione asked, fearful.
"What about us?" Harry asked. Hermione fumed.
"You can't tell me that there's nothing going on between us!" She half- whispered, half-yelled. Harry smiled.
"I'm sure that sometime, sometime in the near future, well.not the near future because we're in the past so we wouldn't even be born in the near future so that would mean-"
"Okay, I get what you mean!"
"Anyway, in our near future, I'm sure it won't take long for us to realize our true feelings for each other again."
"What if we don't?"
"That's inconceivable." Harry smiled and shyly kissed Hermione.
"But we won't remember our first kiss." Hermione said, sadly.
:"I'm sure there will be more to come." Harry winked.
"Okay." The rest of the way to the kitchen was in silence.
Once they gathered enough food, the group headed back to the common room. Harry and Hermione continued to glance at each other, but neither of them spoke. Lily was still awake, and helped them with the food, setting everything out onto the tables. "You two look awfully glum," she told Harry and Hermione with a concerned look. "Usually you're chattering away like love birds!" she winked at her son, who blushed.
"Mom, I wish you wouldn't keep doing that," Harry grumbled, receiving a nudge from Hermione in the side.
James and Sirius each took their plates before sitting down, and James pulled out two medium-sized vials from the pockets of his robes. "We made this," he announced, showing them to her.
"What is that?" Remus and Lily wanted to know.
"A memoria draft. It makes it so that the short term memory charm does not work. That way we can remember them." He explained. Lily stared.
"So it's basically a counteract to the oblivi potion?"
"Basically." James replied, kissing her on the cheek.
"When do you plan to take this, James? Professor Dumbledore will see you, surely! He said he was going to give the draft to us tomorrow, didn't you tell me that?" Lily asked, rather loudly.
"It only lasts for twenty-four hours," James replied thoughtfully, "so it'll be fine."
"But *when* are you going to take it?" Lily repeated her question.
"Now I suppose," James answered.
"Now?" Harry and Hermione cried in unison, staring at one another.
"Are you *sure* it only lasts for twenty-four hours?" Hermione asked, her heart pounding. "You haven't tested it yet, have you?"
"Well," James replied, "that's what the book said."
"Well, I'm sure the potion will be a lot stronger when you take it before Dumbledore's potion. Knowing Dumbledore, his particular potion will be *very* strong. You will probably still have the after-effects of your potion if you drink it now, mixed with."
"I think they get it, Hermione," Harry chuckled, noticing the mortified looks on his parents' faces.
"I never thought of that," James thought out loud. "Well now what do we do?"
"Drink it right before you take the other potion, of course!" Hermione explained. "That way the twenty-four hour period would only have started, and the effects won't be nearly as bad."
James raised his eyebrows. "I guess you're right," he reluctantly agreed. "Okay, we won't drink this until tomorrow."
Hermione sighed with relief, resting her head against Harry's shoulder. Harry smiled at her, before turning to his parents. "Um." he cleared his throat awkwardly. "I think Hermione and I are going to need some time alone. You won't mind, will you?"
Lily folded her arms and glanced at James, who gave his son a stern look. "Are you trying to make me a grandparent before my time?" he asked nervously, and Lily laughed.
"That's my line!" She embraced him in a hug, and practically tackled him in a kiss, sending them both onto the floor. Harry and Hermione stared at each other, blushing at the same time.
"Oh, gross!" Harry groaned. "Mom, Dad! Do you mind?"
"No not at all," James gasped in between kisses. "Carry on." He waved his hand, and Hermione grabbed Harry by the arm, dragging him away. When they left the common room, Sirius and Remus sat on the couch, staring into space.
"Wait." Remus began, lifting a finger before turning to James and Lily, who were still at it. "How old are you two going to be when you have him? Not very, I expect."
A pillow flew through the air, smacking Remus in the forehead.