Motherly Amnesia

Chapter Twelve

A/N- Same disclaimer applies, some characters do belong to me however for they are of my design. Thanks to my readers and reviewers. I really appreciate it.

Nikita

AFTER repeating the passage over and over in his mind. He decided to pay a visit at the main unit of the Ministry of Magic. Grabbing the book that plagued him so and the needed papers for another business altogether he set out for the apparating point. Once he reached the point he apparated to the main building with a sudden pop.

A young man with rat like features sat at the front desk in the main lobby. A sign on the wall stated, "Check In and Information for The Ministry," After several minutes, the young man finally noticed Severus and with a high-pitched shriek-like voice asked, "Sir, what's yur name, eh'?"

"Severus Snape," he stated.

"Wand please," muttered the screeching man as he pushed his hand into the air with a rude amount of impatience. Slowly Severus pulled out his replacement wand and handed it over to the young man. Thankfully he had placed guarding charms on both wands that only allowed him and the ones he cared for to be able to use said wands. As well, once they were touched and used (attempted to be used) by someone other then himself they automatically disappeared and reappeared in a safe guard box in his personal quarters.

Sick of the Atmosphere, Severus rounded the corner to the elevator and stepped inside. Once inside he pressed the consecutive buttons that he needed. A second later he was standing in the lobby at the Department of Historical Spells, Potions and Facts. A newly developed Department put into existence by the mysterious Minister himself. Pacing towards a secretarial station, he calmly asked the young lady for time to speak to the head official/director. Chewing on her gum, she looked up at him. "Do you have an appointment sir?" When he shook his head she replied, "Well, you'll have to make one so let me see," she was flicking through a notebook, "next year in January."

Anger slowly began to rise in him, his face slowly reddening in his fury. A year, how was that going to help his wife? Before he blew his temper he heard a familiar voice.

"Is that who I think it is? Bless my heart, I do believe it is Severus Snape. What brings you here this fine morning?" Standing behind him was his former Defense teacher from his University years, Shawn McLandon. The impatient secretary gasped and began working once more, continuously asking Mr. McLandon if he needed anything repeatedly. With a wave of his hand she went away.

"That secretary, when you become a director they go over the top in their annoying ways. That one is as bad as ever, constant rumor and gossip. I'll have to replace her soon. So what brings you here?"

Severus couldn't believe his luck; "I was trying to get to see the Director on an important matter."

"Important you say? Well then let's step into my office then dear boy and tell me how I can help." The Director entered his office with that and placed himself in one of the two comfortable chairs by the fire. He directed Severus to the seat across for him and waited for Severus to begin to speak.

"Sir, I believe my wife is being affected by the Memoria Moeniam potion, she was given a potion by Voldemort which caused her to loose seven years of her life. She remembered being eighteen and not her age of today, twenty-five. Her memory is trying to return but the potion is blocking the memory as well as magic flow. I looked everywhere for a clue and finally found this book which clearly showed the symptoms and I believe that if I can do this I will save my wife."

Shawn looked at the man in front of him, 'Is she pregnant?" He asked.

"Yes, why?" he questioned.

"We'll have to get cracking then for this can not be solved medically when the victim is given the potion when pregnant. It may cause problems for your child. Now as to the book let me see it," grabbing the book he shuffled through, "Wow, a Malfoy writing a book…never thought I'd live to see the day. Tricky anagrams they use these days. Now I believe there will be another anagram in here as well, yes the Land of Panse does not exist but with a slight twist it changes. Do the Lands of Snape still exist Severus?"

Severus gaped at him, amazed that he hadn't seen these things and ashamed for that matter as well. There goes his intelligence rating. "Yes, they do exist but which one?" He quickly questioned.

"You will be contacted through the one," Shawn stated, "and then you'll know," Shaking his head Shawn said he had a meeting soon and hoped they could see each other soon and they both departed.

Severus wasn't done in the building yet however, he pressed another button and opened the door to reveal a sign labeled, "….."

TBC