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Title: Lost in the Marauder's Time

Author: Miss Park Avenue

Rating/Couple: PG, Remus/Hermione

Disclaimer: None belongs to me, it all belongs to the talented Miss J.K. Rowling

Chapter Eight: The Forgetfulness Potion, the Disappeared Cure, and Explanations

No sound was made. The world laid silent at what the words Remus Lupin had just spoken. "Hello? What is with you guys?"

Sirius choked. "What did you just say?"

Remus looked startled at this statement. "Who's Melody?"

"Wait," asked Dumbledore. "You remember us? And everyone else here, and who you are?"

"Well, yeah. But not this...Melody."

"Hmm. The only possible way for Remus to forget like this is to have taken a forgetfulness potion," said Dumbledore.

"But-but- how? Why?" asked a shocked James.

"I have no idea what you guys are talking about. What forgetfulness potion?"

"Hmm," said Dumbledore, deep in thought. "Sirius, will you occupy Remus for the moment while I think this over?

Sirius nodded and went to sit next to Remus. Dumbledore pulled James aside. "James, we need to know who is doing this."

"I know Professor, but I don't have a clue. Do you have a theory of why this happened?"

"Well, I have one. You see James, a forgetfulness potion is a potion that makes you forget certain things-"

"But then why did he remember us?"

"James, you didn't let me finish. A forgetfulness potion makes you forget the last thought associated with the brain. I'm thinking that Remus's last thought was Melody. That is why he can not remember her."

"God!" Dumbledore drew back on James's outburst. "First Melody, now this. This has gone too far!"

"I know you are worried James. But we must not allow this...," said Dumbledore with uncertainty in his voice, "dark force to win."

James sighed. "I just wished I knew what was going on, and why this is happening."

Dumbledore nodded deeply. They walked back toward the occupied Remus.

~*~*~*~*~

Sirius looked at his dear friend. He was looking around at his surroundings. Sirius tried to piece the happenings together. How could he not remember her? After all they went through... He didn't notice Peter creeping in through the ward door, and going into the antidote office.

"Hey Moony? How come you don't remember her?"

"Who?"

Sirius, irritated replied, "Professor Rivera."

"Sirius, didn't you hear me last time? I don't know any Professor Rivers."

"It's Rivera," said Sirius in an unbelievable tone.

"What's so special about this Melody?"

"You tell me you don't remember anything about you and her? What you went through?"

"I remember..."

Flashback

Remus walked through the corridor looking for their substitute professor. He heard a loud thump. He rushed forward to see an attractive lady at the bottom of the stairs. He went toward her and helped her up. He gazed into her eyes as hers went big also. She suddenly snapped out of her reverie and then asked where she was. He replied "Hogwarts, of course...

Remus laid sprawled on the ground at what his favorite new professor just found out. To make things worse, she knew everything about them. The trips, their names, and what he was. She let them go peacefully when Remus had the feeling of his transformation...

He bid her goodnight, but before he left, he turned around, and placed his lips on hers. She kissed back, and their worlds melted. He got a sudden thought of kissing a professor he hardly knew, and reluctantly pulled back. He bid goodbye one last time and left...

"Remus. I thank you for expressing your feelings for me. But I'm afraid...I don't feel the same way. I'm sorry to hurt you like this, but I just can't." His heart shattered. He left without saying goodbye...

Remus laid on the stone-cold floor. He got up, realizing what had happened. Someone pushed him out of the way of the curse. If that person didn't, he would be dead by now. He sat up, rubbing his aching head and looked around. Most of the Death Eaters were gone, but there were still some stunned on the floor. He looked to his left and saw something that made his heart drop. Professor Melody Rivera was lying on the stone-cold hard floor, with the life gone out of her body...

End of Flashback

Remus recollected his hazy thoughts. "Like I said Sirius. I don't know any Melody Rivera."

Sirius sighed at the loss of memory his friend had. Especially the things he forgot. Remus had gotten more cheerful since the new professor arrived at the scene. He even got the feeling that maybe Melody's world had brightened up too since she met Remus. He turned and saw James and Dumbledore walking back toward them. James then signaled to Sirius to go chat with him. Sirius nodded, patted Remus on the back, and got up towards James. "So, what do we know?"

"Dumbledore says it's a forgetfulness potion. It makes the person forget their last thought. Dumbledore reckons it was. It explains why Remus remembers us and not the Professor."

James sighed in soberness. Sirius appeared to be thinking. He shouted out to Dumbledore. "Professor? Is there a cure?"

Dumbledore, as quick as a flash, bolted to the fireplace, threw some powder in, and asked for Madame Promfrey. He told her what happened, and soon Madame Promfrey was in her antidote office, searching for a cure. She came out, looking like a tornado went through her, and said, "You are not going to like this Headmaster. We have mysteriously run out of antidote for the forgetfulness potion."

"How is that not possible Poppy?"

"The last time I went into the room was just a couple of hours ago. And I saw Remus asleep in the chair."

"There's a chance that someone could've taken it." Sirius suggested.

"But...for what?" concluded James.

"This gets bigger and bigger. How are we gonna solve this?"

"I don't know James, I don't know..."

~*~*~*~*~

The floating spirit hovered above the complicated discussion. She understood the situation, but she couldn't think of anything to do to help. She noticed an identical boy spirit hanging near the forgetful boy. She recognized him, but she couldn't place the name. She flew over and floated near him. He looked up and his eyes went wide. "M-Melody? I-Is that...you?"

"Melody? Is that supposed to be me?"

"Well, yeah! It's me, Remus! Don't you remember?"

"No," said the spirit wistfully.

"But, it's me!" The boy took his arms, placed it on her shoulders, and shook her. "Remus Lupin?"

"I'm sorry...I don't remember."

Remus had a feeling of defeat and guilt. He had lost her again. He looked back at his body. He told the spirit, "That's my body down there. I got separated from it. I'm the memory of Melody Rivera in the form of Remus Lupin. I read it in Defense Against the Dark Arts book one time. When a person takes a forgetfulness potion, the memory is not lost. It hovers over the body until the antidote is given. So, until they give me the cure, I stay as a...ghost of some kind."

"Wow," said the spirit, apparently amazed. "You know a lot."

"I had a terrific Professor," he said with a sad expression.

The spirit felt sympathy again for Remus. She floated down to the bottom to an empty chair and sat down to try and remember who she was and why Remus was so important to her.

~*~*~*~*~

For five straight hours, James, Sirius, and Madame Promfrey searched every book, in hope of finding information to help Remus. Remus just observed them, watching them shout up in excitement of finding information and to hear them groan again in frustration.

"Um, Madame Promfrey? Can we make the antidote?" asked an exhausted James.

"I don't," Madame Promfrey yawned, "think so."

"Why not?" exclaimed Sirius.

"The forgetfulness potion is a different kind of potion. We can make it, but we need a very rare and valuable ingredient. The leaf of a memorious plant, which sprouts only every 1,000 years. The last known memorious plant was in 1950."

"Don't you still have some left over?"

"Yes, I remember the old Hogwarts nurse collecting some when I was an apprentice here. But, I went into the antidote room earlier today, and...there was no sign of it."

"Unbelievable," James tiredly. "This is like the bad dream that wouldn't end. Everything just gets worse and worse..."

"I know James. But, we've gotta keep trying."

"Hey, guys? Where's Wormtail...."

~*~*~*~*~

Somewhere, not far from Hogwarts...

"He-here, everything is here. All we need is to capture the-the pro-professor the Dark Lord believes to be a Seer..."

"Excellent Wormtail. One of the first tasks you've finally accomplished. Now, have you got the antidote for the forgetfulness potion I told you to steal?"

"Yes." Wormtail held the bluish-green liquid in the air.

"Good. The Master will be happy."

The two stood in an awkward silence only Death Eaters could omit.

"Why does the Dark Lord think this professor is a Seer?" asked Wormtail, unaware that his curiosity got the better of him.

"You dare question the powerful Dark Lord?" growled the loyal, angered follower.

"No! No!" Wormtail crouched back in fear at his unexpected snap. "I mean...I just want to know why," said Wormtail, in a misty whisper.

The other stranger cocked his eyebrows in suspicion. "Wormtail, you have just joined us, why do you think I would tell you anything?"

"I am part of the group now," Wormtail tried to say in his bravest voice, trying to prove he was worthy.

The Death Eater pondered the boy's trust. "Very well," sighed the Death Eater. "If it'll shut you up. The Dark Lord wants this professor because he is suspicious of her being a Seer. We have had wizards posted around the school in disguise. They have been searching for people worthy to be loyal Death Eaters. They have confirmed that she is different from the others. Rumor has it, when she came here, she had no idea she was a teacher."

Wormtail nodded at the memory. The Death Eater continued. "We told the Dark Lord, and he suddenly got suspicious. He killed the former professor so he could have his servants continue to investigate her. One day, when she was teaching, she said that the Dark Lord would be...defeated. So, we attacked Hogwarts, and planned to get the professor. We asked a boy where she was, and when we were about to curse him with the Coma Curse, she got in the way, and she was hit instead."

"What's the Coma Curse?"

The irritated Death Eater then explained it. "The Coma Curse is one of the two Forgotten Curses. It was hardly used. It would put the cursed person in a coma until awakened. Which leads it to the other forgotten curse. The Awakening Curse. It's a very complicated spell and is very restricted. The person in the coma has only one chance of survival. If one other particular person cares or loves the person in the coma enough so that he or she is still needed on earth, they will revive."

The Death Eater paused. He listened for a moment and went on. "But the Dark Lord is so clever. So clever. He proposed a new plan. He then discovered that the Professor has feelings for the boy we had hit. So, we gave the boy the forgetfulness potion so that he can not remember the professor and revive her at school. We then capture the boy and girl, when it is the right time, we give the antidote to the boy, then he will take the curse off the professor, and we will get the information the Dark Lord needs for his future plans."

The Death Eater paused once more. "You must go back to the school before anyone discovers that you are missing."

Peter nodded and headed straight back to the castle.

Author's Note: I hope you guys understand everything said there. If you are still confused, then e-mail me at milkncookies24@hotmail.com. I hope you guys still luv this fic, even though I've managed to confuse you!

Later Dayz, Miss Park Avenue