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Summary : See the previous chapter.
Forgotten Time
By Misaki Sakura
Ch. Three : Fragile Heart
James was stunned. He only managed to stutter, "Wh ... What?"
"Who are you? I have never seen you around. Are you Harry's friend? Or Lily's?"
"You ... don't recognize me? You're joking, right, Padfoot?" he asked, trying as best as he could to remain steady on his seat.
"Padfoot? You know my nickname? ... Do I know you?"
James couldn't say anything. Instead he stood up on his feet and stalked out of the room, irate and confused. The only thing person that he thought of now was Snape and he had better had a good explanation for that.
Snape was in his classroom with Remus when James barged in. "You!" his eyes blazed with rage as he pointed his wand at him, "What did you do to him?! What did you put in that potion?!"
"I don't know what you mean, Potter." Snape replied in a very calm voice. James hated his smirk and was ready to hex him when he felt Remus' hand on his arm.
"What happened?"
"He didn't recognize me."
"What?!" Remus couldn't hide his shock. "Are you sure?"
"Remus, he looked at me as if I was a stranger and asked me who I was! Isn't that clear enough for you that he didn't recognize me a bit?! He thought I was Harry's or Lily's friend!!" James slowly lowered his wand and looked at Remus in the eye. He knew he wasn't lying.
"Amnesia? But he remembered Harry and Lily ... does the potion have any post-effects, Sev?"
Snape stared at Remus and shook his head. They were sighing in relief when he said. "But it does have a side-effect. That potion ... the simple Resuscitation Potion can't wake him up so we, Madam Pomfrey, Dumbledore, and I, decided to mix it with something. No one has ever done it before but we had to do something. And I just found out what the side–effect is."
"Then what is it?!"
James' hand was held by Remus so he didn't walk over to Snape and hit him. Never mess with James Potter when he's mad, especially when it had something that involved his lover, or ex-lover, Sirius Black. James could be very possessive when he wanted to and Remus knew that very well.
"You still don't have any patience, do you, Potter?"
"Unfortunately for you, Snape, patience has never been one of my virtues."
Snape was about to retort him when he saw Remus looked at him pleadingly. He gave in.
"It seems that when his mind's mixed up and in combination with his power, the potion can help him to forget something, anything that has been bothering his mind, whatever it is. So, I can assume, Potter, that the thing that bothers him so much is you." He sneered. James really wanted to land his fist on that smug face but he didn't. He closed his eyes and let the tears he was holding rolled down on his face.
"Why did he want to forget James? I mean, he loves James, so why did he-?"
"My dear Remus, don't you recall why he married Lily? Stupid reason, that was. And did you see Black's, obviously, tear-streaked face after they went for their honeymoon? Did you remember that you had to restrain him from killing himself?"
"What?!" James snapped his eyes open and stared at him wide-eyed. Remus reluctantly gave him a nod and tried to say something but Snape cut him off.
"And when he decided to give his baby, Harry, to Lily? If I were him, I'd want to get you out of my mind too, which luckily, I'm not." Snape stopped and studied James' reaction. He didn't do anything which got Remus into his nerves. Remus took James' hand and walked out of the dungeon, leaving Snape behind.
James let Remus dragged him to the Hospital Wings, straight to Sirius' room where seemed so full. When Sirius saw Remus, he cheerfully called, "Remus!"
Remus stopped, making James almost colliding to him. "You ...know me?"
Sirius stared at him as if he's a creature from other planet and soon his usual smile came back on his face. "Of course I remember you, Rem! Just because I had been in the veil, doesn't mean I'd have any problem with my memory! How's that greasy bastard?"
"His name is Severus Snape, Padfoot." Remus had finally collected himself and walked towards the bed, completely forgot about James.
Sirius grinned.
"You look in a very good mood today." Ron said, startled. He had never seen Sirius like that. The first time he saw him was after he escaped from Azkaban and his appearance was ... well, you know. And then there were so many problems that the only Sirius he'd ever seen was a distressed one, not the cheery and full of energy like that. He's not the only person who thought that though. Harry and Hermione had a very same thought as him.
"Why shouldn't I? I'm alive, wide awake, free, with my friends, the things that I thought were impossible ... the best time in my life, I suppose."
James walked over to the bed and looked at him intensely. Sirius noticed that but when he tried to open his mouth to speak, his head started to spin again and he almost hit the headboard if it's not for James' hand steadying him.
"Thank you."
"It's okay."
Harry watched his parents, yes his real parents, and decided that something was wrong. His instinct might be not as good as Remus' but he had leant to trust it since his encounter with Professor Quirell in his first year. And his instinct had saved him most of the times. He stole a glance at Remus who looked like he noticed the same thing.
"Um ... did I say something wrong before, I mean ... you stormed off and ... Anyway, do I know you?"
Everyone in the room gasped. James was still standing on his feet, which they found very surprising. Tonks was about to say something but then she closed her mouth and looked questioningly at her mom, Andromeda. Andromeda herself was lost in her thoughts too. She had come all the way to Hogwarts when she heard about Sirius and had been helping the Order to look after him. Of course she knew about the potion too but she didn't know any side-effect that it could cause.
Sirius stared at the others and frowned. James cracked a smile at him and answered, "Yes, you know me. And you're supposed to recognize me too, Siri, though I don't think you want to."
Sirius looked at him, very confused. "What do you mean?"
"Sirius, he's James. Don't you remember?"
"James? I don't-"
"James Potter." James cut him off, gave him another smile and continued, "I'm Harry's dad, Lily's ex-husband, an animagi, and ... your best friend."
Sirius' mouth gaped. After a while he shook his hand and said, "So I do have a memory problem. I'm sorry but I can't remember anything about you."
"Can't blame you." He sat on the bed. The others took that chance to silently slip out of the room, each with their own thoughts. They had noticed that James didn't tell Sirius that they were lovers.
James took Sirius' chin and looked deep into his eyes. He could never forget the first time he laid his eyes on Sirius' on that train over twenty years ago. He could never forget how he cringed when he saw the dread in those eyes yet they still shone brightly with life at the same time. The most beautiful eyes he had ever seen in his life, until now.
"You'll remember eventually and if you do, I think you'll hate me after everything I've done to you." He tried not to let his eyes averted due to guilt from Sirius'.
"I don't understand. Why can I remember everything except you? I mean, I remember everything ... you're my best friend, you said? So why can't I-?"
"You wanted to forget me and the potion they gave you helped you did that. You see, now you forget everything about me."
"But ... maybe not everything." Sirius put his hand on James' and said, "I didn't recall you when I woke up earlier and after that ... I think I've known you for so long but ... my mind seems to blur ... I can see your face somewhere ... in my memories but the images, they're still ... blur, not to mention mixed up."
"I can understand that."
"I bet you're the one who told me that 'Bad memories shouldn't be forgotten. You have to get over them instead of forgetting them.' Am I right?"
James' eyes sparkled with hope and love. "You remember that."
"Yes. And I'll try to remember the rest. Um ... James?"
James nearly jumped at the sound of his name. Not that he's surprised, but when he recalled how long he didn't hear Sirius calling him .... That's one of the things that he missed so much. The way Sirius called him, in any occasion, always succeeded to turn him on, but that was not the perfect time to succumb to his desire. He shook his head to get his mind out of it and faced Sirius.
"Yes?"
"Can you help me ... to remember?"
"Of course. You don't need to ask me. That's what friends are for." James smiled, adding to himself that he'd do anything to help his lover get his memories back, and hugged him. Sirius' body stiffened at first but then he felt that he somehow knew the feeling and had been missing it for long time. He encircled his arms around James and returned the hug. They stayed in that position before James let him go.
"Now it's time for you to rest. I think Poppy will come at any time to yell at me for making you stay up." He chuckled. Sirius shook his head.
"It's okay."
"You need a rest, Siri, and I want to make sure you get what you need. Everything."
James left the infirmary after making Sirius promised to sleep. Though actually he's not in the mood to sleep.
"He said I'd remember it eventually. The Marauders ... I recalled Moony and ... Wormtail."
He shut his eyes tightly as he mentioned that name. Yes, he remembered that Pettigrew was the cause he was sent to Azkaban, as a murderer. They said he had betrayed the Potters. Now that he recalled that name ... James and Lily Potter ... he clutched his chest. It felt hurt, though he didn't remember all of it or his friendship with James, like the other man had said, his body seemed to remember exactly what happened. Somewhere inside of his mind had refused to forget ... a part of him.
"James Potter. Why? Why does it hurt me so much just to think about it? Why did I want to forget about him?"
His mind wouldn't stop thinking as he fell into deep slumber. Past memories came flowing into his mind ... one by one ...
TBC
A/N : This is the third one. I enjoy writing this so I hope you
enjoy reading this. Maybe it's getting more and more confusing. Sorry.
R&R please! I'll be very glad to read them so please send me the
reviews.
Forgotten Time
By Misaki Sakura
Ch. Three : Fragile Heart
James was stunned. He only managed to stutter, "Wh ... What?"
"Who are you? I have never seen you around. Are you Harry's friend? Or Lily's?"
"You ... don't recognize me? You're joking, right, Padfoot?" he asked, trying as best as he could to remain steady on his seat.
"Padfoot? You know my nickname? ... Do I know you?"
James couldn't say anything. Instead he stood up on his feet and stalked out of the room, irate and confused. The only thing person that he thought of now was Snape and he had better had a good explanation for that.
Snape was in his classroom with Remus when James barged in. "You!" his eyes blazed with rage as he pointed his wand at him, "What did you do to him?! What did you put in that potion?!"
"I don't know what you mean, Potter." Snape replied in a very calm voice. James hated his smirk and was ready to hex him when he felt Remus' hand on his arm.
"What happened?"
"He didn't recognize me."
"What?!" Remus couldn't hide his shock. "Are you sure?"
"Remus, he looked at me as if I was a stranger and asked me who I was! Isn't that clear enough for you that he didn't recognize me a bit?! He thought I was Harry's or Lily's friend!!" James slowly lowered his wand and looked at Remus in the eye. He knew he wasn't lying.
"Amnesia? But he remembered Harry and Lily ... does the potion have any post-effects, Sev?"
Snape stared at Remus and shook his head. They were sighing in relief when he said. "But it does have a side-effect. That potion ... the simple Resuscitation Potion can't wake him up so we, Madam Pomfrey, Dumbledore, and I, decided to mix it with something. No one has ever done it before but we had to do something. And I just found out what the side–effect is."
"Then what is it?!"
James' hand was held by Remus so he didn't walk over to Snape and hit him. Never mess with James Potter when he's mad, especially when it had something that involved his lover, or ex-lover, Sirius Black. James could be very possessive when he wanted to and Remus knew that very well.
"You still don't have any patience, do you, Potter?"
"Unfortunately for you, Snape, patience has never been one of my virtues."
Snape was about to retort him when he saw Remus looked at him pleadingly. He gave in.
"It seems that when his mind's mixed up and in combination with his power, the potion can help him to forget something, anything that has been bothering his mind, whatever it is. So, I can assume, Potter, that the thing that bothers him so much is you." He sneered. James really wanted to land his fist on that smug face but he didn't. He closed his eyes and let the tears he was holding rolled down on his face.
"Why did he want to forget James? I mean, he loves James, so why did he-?"
"My dear Remus, don't you recall why he married Lily? Stupid reason, that was. And did you see Black's, obviously, tear-streaked face after they went for their honeymoon? Did you remember that you had to restrain him from killing himself?"
"What?!" James snapped his eyes open and stared at him wide-eyed. Remus reluctantly gave him a nod and tried to say something but Snape cut him off.
"And when he decided to give his baby, Harry, to Lily? If I were him, I'd want to get you out of my mind too, which luckily, I'm not." Snape stopped and studied James' reaction. He didn't do anything which got Remus into his nerves. Remus took James' hand and walked out of the dungeon, leaving Snape behind.
James let Remus dragged him to the Hospital Wings, straight to Sirius' room where seemed so full. When Sirius saw Remus, he cheerfully called, "Remus!"
Remus stopped, making James almost colliding to him. "You ...know me?"
Sirius stared at him as if he's a creature from other planet and soon his usual smile came back on his face. "Of course I remember you, Rem! Just because I had been in the veil, doesn't mean I'd have any problem with my memory! How's that greasy bastard?"
"His name is Severus Snape, Padfoot." Remus had finally collected himself and walked towards the bed, completely forgot about James.
Sirius grinned.
"You look in a very good mood today." Ron said, startled. He had never seen Sirius like that. The first time he saw him was after he escaped from Azkaban and his appearance was ... well, you know. And then there were so many problems that the only Sirius he'd ever seen was a distressed one, not the cheery and full of energy like that. He's not the only person who thought that though. Harry and Hermione had a very same thought as him.
"Why shouldn't I? I'm alive, wide awake, free, with my friends, the things that I thought were impossible ... the best time in my life, I suppose."
James walked over to the bed and looked at him intensely. Sirius noticed that but when he tried to open his mouth to speak, his head started to spin again and he almost hit the headboard if it's not for James' hand steadying him.
"Thank you."
"It's okay."
Harry watched his parents, yes his real parents, and decided that something was wrong. His instinct might be not as good as Remus' but he had leant to trust it since his encounter with Professor Quirell in his first year. And his instinct had saved him most of the times. He stole a glance at Remus who looked like he noticed the same thing.
"Um ... did I say something wrong before, I mean ... you stormed off and ... Anyway, do I know you?"
Everyone in the room gasped. James was still standing on his feet, which they found very surprising. Tonks was about to say something but then she closed her mouth and looked questioningly at her mom, Andromeda. Andromeda herself was lost in her thoughts too. She had come all the way to Hogwarts when she heard about Sirius and had been helping the Order to look after him. Of course she knew about the potion too but she didn't know any side-effect that it could cause.
Sirius stared at the others and frowned. James cracked a smile at him and answered, "Yes, you know me. And you're supposed to recognize me too, Siri, though I don't think you want to."
Sirius looked at him, very confused. "What do you mean?"
"Sirius, he's James. Don't you remember?"
"James? I don't-"
"James Potter." James cut him off, gave him another smile and continued, "I'm Harry's dad, Lily's ex-husband, an animagi, and ... your best friend."
Sirius' mouth gaped. After a while he shook his hand and said, "So I do have a memory problem. I'm sorry but I can't remember anything about you."
"Can't blame you." He sat on the bed. The others took that chance to silently slip out of the room, each with their own thoughts. They had noticed that James didn't tell Sirius that they were lovers.
James took Sirius' chin and looked deep into his eyes. He could never forget the first time he laid his eyes on Sirius' on that train over twenty years ago. He could never forget how he cringed when he saw the dread in those eyes yet they still shone brightly with life at the same time. The most beautiful eyes he had ever seen in his life, until now.
"You'll remember eventually and if you do, I think you'll hate me after everything I've done to you." He tried not to let his eyes averted due to guilt from Sirius'.
"I don't understand. Why can I remember everything except you? I mean, I remember everything ... you're my best friend, you said? So why can't I-?"
"You wanted to forget me and the potion they gave you helped you did that. You see, now you forget everything about me."
"But ... maybe not everything." Sirius put his hand on James' and said, "I didn't recall you when I woke up earlier and after that ... I think I've known you for so long but ... my mind seems to blur ... I can see your face somewhere ... in my memories but the images, they're still ... blur, not to mention mixed up."
"I can understand that."
"I bet you're the one who told me that 'Bad memories shouldn't be forgotten. You have to get over them instead of forgetting them.' Am I right?"
James' eyes sparkled with hope and love. "You remember that."
"Yes. And I'll try to remember the rest. Um ... James?"
James nearly jumped at the sound of his name. Not that he's surprised, but when he recalled how long he didn't hear Sirius calling him .... That's one of the things that he missed so much. The way Sirius called him, in any occasion, always succeeded to turn him on, but that was not the perfect time to succumb to his desire. He shook his head to get his mind out of it and faced Sirius.
"Yes?"
"Can you help me ... to remember?"
"Of course. You don't need to ask me. That's what friends are for." James smiled, adding to himself that he'd do anything to help his lover get his memories back, and hugged him. Sirius' body stiffened at first but then he felt that he somehow knew the feeling and had been missing it for long time. He encircled his arms around James and returned the hug. They stayed in that position before James let him go.
"Now it's time for you to rest. I think Poppy will come at any time to yell at me for making you stay up." He chuckled. Sirius shook his head.
"It's okay."
"You need a rest, Siri, and I want to make sure you get what you need. Everything."
James left the infirmary after making Sirius promised to sleep. Though actually he's not in the mood to sleep.
"He said I'd remember it eventually. The Marauders ... I recalled Moony and ... Wormtail."
He shut his eyes tightly as he mentioned that name. Yes, he remembered that Pettigrew was the cause he was sent to Azkaban, as a murderer. They said he had betrayed the Potters. Now that he recalled that name ... James and Lily Potter ... he clutched his chest. It felt hurt, though he didn't remember all of it or his friendship with James, like the other man had said, his body seemed to remember exactly what happened. Somewhere inside of his mind had refused to forget ... a part of him.
"James Potter. Why? Why does it hurt me so much just to think about it? Why did I want to forget about him?"
His mind wouldn't stop thinking as he fell into deep slumber. Past memories came flowing into his mind ... one by one ...
TBC
A/N : This is the third one. I enjoy writing this so I hope you
enjoy reading this. Maybe it's getting more and more confusing. Sorry.
R&R please! I'll be very glad to read them so please send me the
reviews.
