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Chapter 6

Dream a little Dream of me!

"The Burrow" Hermione shouted as she through the floo powder into her fire grate and stuck her head through. She could see the homely kitchen of the Burrow, with the scrubbed wooden table, mis-matched windows, wonky dresser with the plates that appeared to be falling over. It was just as Hermione remember it.

"Hello! Is anyone there, It's Hermione, can anyone hear me?" Hermione called to the empty room. Suddenly heavy footsteps could be heard stomping their way down the stairs.

"Hermione, how lovely to see you dear, how are you coping in Australia, have you settled in well! You're looking a little peaky dear are you eating enough?" Hermione laughed as Mrs Weasley continued her 20 questions only to stop when Hermione interrupted her.

"Mrs Weasley, please, I'll answer all your questions later, but there really is something very important I must speak to you about, Is Mr Weasley there too?" She questioned, while peering around the kitchen once more.

"Why, yes my dear, hold on, I'll go and get him, Harry and Ginny are here too, is it ok for them to listen in as well?"

"Yes that would be easier actually, I was going to call them after I spoke to you, but if they're here already…" Mrs Weasley disappeared; to come back a few minutes later with a very puzzled Mr Weasley, Harry and Ginny in tow.

"Hermione, hi, it's nice to see you, how are you?" Ginny greeted Hermione with a warmth that seemed to ease a little of the tension.

"Hello! I'm fine Ginny, I think you all need to sit down to here this, it may come as a bit of shock" waiting until everyone was seated, she continued…

"I'll start from the beginning, you see, my job here in Melbourne is as an exchange student working in the department for Curses, jinxes and hexes, as a Healer for the clinical trials. These trials cover a huge number of cases, some of which are patients that have been hexed and are taking a series of potions, charms etc to counteract the hex. The treatment can take anything from a week to a lifetime. I was however assigned to one particular case as the past Healer caught a rather nasty case of Wizarding Flu and will be off indefinitely." Pausing for breath, Hermione was interrupted by a rather impatient Harry

"I don't wish to be rude, Hermione, but we know this, what's the matter?" Ginny, who elbowed him rather sharply in the ribs, apologised to Hermione and beg her to continue.

"I'm getting to that part Harry!" Hermione shouted, "I didn't think there was anything special about this case, he is a young man with amnesia, had it for years and has been stuck in the hospital for about 6 years, nobody knew who he was or where he was from, they gave him the name of Peter and have been trying everything possible to bring his memory back. I met him on my first day here; I didn't even look at him at first, just walked in the room, picked up his chart and started reading his notes. He had his back to me, but as soon as he turned round, older as he was I can still recognise Ron when I see him!" Looking at the confused faces slowly lighting up with hope and understanding Hermione continued

"Yes Peter is Ron, he some how ended up in Australia with amnesia, and he doesn't remember a thing, not even me!" Hermione paused for a while to let the news sink in and also to wipe her cheeks from the salty tears which were cascading down them uncontrollably.

"Oh my, my little boy is alive, I can't believe it! Of Arthur I new he wasn't dead, oh this is such wonderful news, we're coming straight there Hermione, and I've got to see him!" Mrs Weasley announced, standing up and beginning to move.

"No! Mrs Weasley you can't, I'm sorry but I can't allow it" seeing the disappointed look on Mrs Weasley's face Hermione decided to explain her motives before Mrs Weasley jumped in with the arguments.

"I am handling his case and I feel we are making progress, I have found a way using a pensive to record his dreams and let him replay them during the day when he is awake. You see, he remembers in his dreams but forgets when he wakes. If I allow you to see him, he will become confused and it may have a bad effect on his memory and make him even more confused that he already is."

Sinking in her chair with dread, Mrs Weasley turned to her husband for support.

"We understand Hermione, and we will obey anything that you wish. We know after all, that there is no one more than yourself who would want the old Ron back. It must be difficult for you, seeing him every day and not being able to tell him the truth. We won't come and visit him until you give us the go-ahead. Thank you for letting us know Hermione, It has released a great load from our hearts." Mr Weasley smiled the same lop-sided smile that Ron had always pulled and turned to embrace his wife.

"Hermione" Harry said meekly, entering the conversation. "I'm sorry for getting annoyed earlier, you must be under such stress at the moment with-out me joining the band wagon. Can you do me a small favour? When he does start to remember his past, can you give him our love and tell him we will visit soon?"

"Of course Harry, I'll let you know when he starts to make progress. We have started him on the first dream catcher spell tonight so hopefully we can play them back tomorrow and he will being to get a picture in his mind of what happened in his life. I have to go now, sorry; I've got to get back to the hospital to check the spell is going ok. I'll keep you informed of the latest events. Love you all, Bye" and with that Hermione pulled her head back out of the green flames and found herself back in her living room.

After a quick meal of beans on toast, she still hadn't properly unpacked all the boxes, she felt that doing it the muggle way would help her feel more at home in this new environment, she apparated back to the hospital. After checking on Peter / Ron, she walked down the long corridor to the nurses station to speak to the night sister on duty.

"Hello, how is Peter doing? Did it take long for him to fall asleep?

"No not at all, once he knew that you had checked it out, he went to sleep quite quickly. We cast the spell about 15 minutes after and the pensive has been glowing silvery blue since then, so the spell must be working correctly."

"We shall just have to wait until morning to find out though, I'm going off home to bed now, but bleep or owl me if there are any changes please, I won't mind." Smiling at the Sister, she apparated back home and snuggled down in her bed, thinking about what memories Peter / Ron was remembering in his sleep.

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