A/N: I am beyond sorry for not updating in so long! Forgive me pleeeeeeease?!?!?!?!?!?!? I'm updating all of my stories now, so I'm making up for lost time. R/R please! ^_^
Hermione's Memory"What da'…" Harry awoke the next morning shocked at what had happened in his dream. "That was odd…" He got up and put on his cloak. 'Oh no, it's Wednesday…Double Potions test…damn!' He had been in the emergency room with Hermione all day, so he hadn't studied at all…of course he wouldn't study much anyway… "sigh, I'm just gonna fake sick."
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About half an hour later, Harry was in the infirmary, a fever spell one him that he got from Fred and Georges joke shop. Of course Madam Pomphey didn't know what was wrong with him, so he just got to relax all day, in the section next to Hermione, whom was still in the hospital because of relapses of memory, almost like they wouldn't be erased. "Hey Hermione, you awake?" He heard a yawn. "I am now. Shouldn't you be resting, you have a high fever." She added sarcastically. "Look Hermione, Malfwey's been threatening me about Voldermort. I need to talk to you about something that happened during the field trip. There was a slight pause as she considered this preposition. "Okay, but I didn't do anything but study for a certain 'potions final', and I passed out, end of story." "Look Hermione, something weird happened and I think you know it, you just don't want to remember it. Come here, now." After a few moments, he heard her get up out of her bed, and stager over to his section. She walked in at sat next to him on the bed. For a while, it was silent except the moaning of some other patients. "Harry, I know that there's memory charm on me. I was awake when they did it the third time. I also know, though, that whenever I do remember whatever happened to me…I just…just…" Her voice drifted away as she started to remember it slightly. "Oh no, it's coming back!" Harry grabbed her hand and tried to talk over her trembling. "Calm down, try to remember, if only just for a moment. Who hurt you? Was it Voldermort? A death eater? REMEMBER!" All the sudden, her body went limp, even though she was awake. "Harry, I know what happened." She started to cry. "It's okay, calm down…" He put his arms around her as she told of how a young death eater had somehow broken into the commons room. Apparently, it had known she would be there alone.
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Flashback:
'If I add moon rock powder to the original mixture, then…' Hermione sits at her desk, hurriedly taking notes about her research for the Potions Test. She heard someone come in. "Hello? Professor Magonigull?" Silence. "Who's there?" Slowly, a death eater creped out from the shadows. He was smaller then the death eaters they dealt with normally, barely taller the Hermione. "AI! Who the hell are you supposed to be?" She could see a slight smile cross the Death Eater's face. "I'm here," he paused and laughed a bit. "To break him…" He suddenly lost him smile, and slowly advanced to her. She backed away, trying to look fearless, but fear still showed in her eyes. "You stay back now, STOP!" He stuck her with a flash of light, shooting her across the room. She tried to scream, but nothing would come out; no air was left in her lungs. 'Harry…Harry, help!' "He he he he, no ones here, I have you all to myself." She recognized the voice, but who was it? Her thought was cut short as his hand sped out towards her collar. Again, no sound would escape her. Flashes of electricity swirled around her as her nightmares played in her head. It was a mental touchier. "Stop! STOP IT!" Her breathing became shallow as the hand went further, creating a deep gash in her chest. Blood came out, and with each breath it was harder and harder for her to breath. Suddenly, everything disappeared, except her bloody mark. "nng…." Her wand rose as the mark disappeared and the blood was cleaned off, but the pain was still there. "Harry, Someone…." She staggered off; a drop of blood dripping threw her mouth.
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After telling the story, Hermione silently wept to herself. "When the light was there, I saw my worst fears play in front of me, and when I remember what happened, I remember the memories, and I can't take it." He moved closer as her hugged her tighter. A few minutes later, she quietly muttered, "I, I think I k-know who it was…" All of the sudden, a sharp pain hit her head. "Ow! It's happening!" She stood up fast. "Hurry! Make me forget before…" She was cut off as her eyes glowed a dim yellow and her arms dropped to her sides. "Hermione…?" "Hello, Harry Potter." Malfoy stood in the doorway, an evil smirk on his face. "The death eater who killed her was, indeed, I." He cringed. '…killed?' "That's right, your little Hermione is dead, and the only thing that is keeping her alive is my spell…or should I say Voldermort's spell?" Harry looked at him in anger, then glance back at Hermione, still stiff and silent. "What do you want? What's wrong with her?!" Malfoy's smirk grew across his devious face. "She's mine now Harry." He took out a small orb, with Hermione's name glowing in the center. "It's… her soul…" A lump in his thought rose, what was he going to do with her?! "Close Potter, but it's better then her soul, it's her emotion. Say good bye to the Hermione you know." Her eyes slowly turned brown again, fear still showing. "Harry! Don't let him drop the …" Her sentence was cut short as the orb dropped from his hand and shattered on the ground in pieces. "HERMIONE!!!"
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A/N: This was a hard chappy to write! (Don't know why ^_^;;) I'm sorry for not updating (don't hurt me!) *cries* I'm going on typing rampage! (Charge!) ^_^. Hopefully I'll have an update on my Inu-Yasha one and one or two new ones (Kodocha + Marmalade Boy) Yay! Thank you and review!