Author's Notes: Chapter 11: Memories She Lost… This chapter will be about Hermione's memories…
Disclaimer: I don't own anything… Just the plot…
That morning, Dumbledore came in the Hospital Wing. Hermione was awake.
"Good morning, Professor." She said cheerfully.
"Fine morning, isn't it? Would you like a stroll along the corridors?"
Hermione nodded. They walked around Hogwarts. Hermione was amazed. On the way, they saw some of her classmates namely Lavander, Neville, Seamus, and a whole lot more people.
"Hi Hermione!" Lavander said, not noticing Professor Dumbledore. "Are you going back now?"
"Not just yet, Miss Brown." Dumbledore said. "We still need to recover some of the things she lost."
"Oh. See you around, Hermione." Lavander said. "Good day to you Professor."
All of the students continued to walk toward their classes. Hermione smiled.
"Does anything come back now?" Dumbledore asked.
"Not really…" Hermione answered. "But I can really feel that I know these walls quite well."
Dumbledore laughed. "Of course you do. During your first year here, you weren't a bit surprised of what you saw around here because you read all about them."
"I see." Hermione said. "How can I regain my memories, Professor?"
"Well, this is my plan A and it seems like it's not working so I'll go ahead with plan B." Dumbledore said.
"What's plan B?" Hermione asked.
"When you woke up and we found out that you lost your memories, I decided to collect memories from your teachers, classmates, and friends. I have kept them safe in my room and if you're not afraid to do so, I would ask you to have sessions with me in the pensieve." Dumbledore said.
"What is the 'pensieve'?"
"It is something we use to view memories of other people by simply pouring liquids of memories." Dumbledore explained. "Do you want to have those sessions?"
Hermione nodded. "Yes. I would love to have my memories back anyway."
Dumbledore answered, "Very well then, we'll start today with three memories of people close to you."
They headed into Dumbledore's office. Hermione was amazed to see his office. Dumbledore opened a cupboard full of different vials. He took three vials and closed the cupboard.
"Come here, Hermione." He instructed Hermione to stand beside him. In front of them was the pensieve. He showed Hermione the first vial – a small, slender bottle with red liquid. "This is Harry's best memory of you. Now, I want you to hold tight as we jump into the pensieve."
Hermione nodded. He poured the liquid into the pensieve and jumped.
At first Hermione felt surprised. Everything was sepia-colored. She and Dumbledore were the only ones with multicolored clothes. The memory showed of a corridor and there were three people walking. It was Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"We're almost there. Hermione." Harry said.
"Come on. Let's hurry up. I don't want to waste my valuable time to do homework." She said.
They stood in front of a big door. Ron said, "Close your eyes, Hermione."
Hermione closed her eyes and said, "Okay… Now what?"
Harry and Ron opened the door and every one shouted "SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HERMIONE!"
Hermione was shocked. "I don't know what to say…"
Harry answered, "It was my idea. Professor Dumbledore let us use this room to celebrate your birthday. We just wanted you to know that you're special to us."
There were tears of joy dropping from her eyes. "Thank you, Harry."
Everything started to fade and everything was back to normal. Hermione was crying a bit.
Dumbledore asked, "Do you wish to continue?"
Hermione nodded. "Please do. Don't mind these tears."
Dumbledore showed Hermione a vial with maroon liquid. "This is Ronald Weasley's memory. I'm sure you met him already."
Hermione nodded. As Dumbledore poured the liquid, Hermione dried her eyes. Then, she holds on tight on Dumbledore's arm.
Everything turned sepia-colored again. The memory showed the library. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were studying together.
"Argh…" Ron said. "I don't get it."
"What is it, Ron?" Harry asked.
"It's this stupid potion. I don't know if I should add one cup of this or one cup of that." He pointed at the pictures in the book.
"That is hard. Thank goodness, the Prince is there to help me."
"Do you ever get tired of saying that the Prince helped you?" Hermione asked.
"Not really…" Harry shrugged.
"Ron," Hermione said, "Let me see your homework." Hermione studied Ron's homework well. "I know. Pick this one. That is the right answer."
"Thanks, Hermione." Ron said.
Hermione said boastfully, "Ha! Bet the Prince didn't know that."
Harry answered, holding the Prince's Potions book. "It says so right here in his handwriting."
Hermione was angry. But she stayed there, helping Ron with his potions homework.
Then everything went back to normal again. Hermione was laughing. "Was I really like that?"
Dumbledore answered, "You should ask them. I guess after this third vial, I'll let you go to your common room and stay there to catch up with your friends."
Dumbledore showed Hermione the third vial. It has orange liquid in it. "This memory belongs to a good friend of yours, Ginny Weasley."
As usual, the setting turned sepia-colored. The memory showed of a room.
"This is the common room, Hermione." Dumbledore said.
"Hermione!" a girl with red hair called.
"Yes, Ginny. I'm coming." Hermione said.
"Hermione," said Ginny. "I want to show you something."
Ginny showed Hermione a box of chocolates. "It's from Dean Thomas."
"That's the guy you're currently going out with, right?" Hermione asked.
Ginny answered. "Yeah. He's so sweet. Do you think I should tell him yes?"
"Why not? If you like him, then go ahead."
Ginny changed the subject. "Are you still sending letters to Viktor?"
Hermione
nodded. "Yeah bit lately, he doesn't so I'm thinking of dumping
him."
Ginny answered, "You wouldn't."
"I would. After all, I like someone new anyway." Hermione answered.
Ginny asked, "Who is it then?"
Hermione answered, "It's a secret."
Ginny acted like a little girl. "No fair. I tell you everything and you don't."
Hermione answered, "You know this person very well. That's the reason why I'm not telling."
Everything went back to normal again. Hermione was smiling.
Dumbledore said, "That's all for today."
Hermione asked, "Professor, could you take me to the Gryffindor Common Room? I still can't remember where it is."
Dumbledore smiled. "I guess this day is productive."
"Why is it so, Professor?"
"Because you remembered you're a Gryffindor. I didn't tell you about your House yet, haven't I?" Dumbledore answered.
Hermione's smile broadened. "I guess you're right. Thank you so much, Professor."
Dumbledore and Hermione left the room and headed to the Fat Lady's portrait. She said, "Good afternoon to you, Professor. My goodness. Hermione Granger is back on her feet."
"Hello!" Hermione replied.
Dumbledore said, "My dear, would you let her in? As you can see, she hasn't been here in a long time and she doesn't know the password."
"I would." The Fat Lady said.
"Good day, Professor." Hermione said. Dumbledore smiled and walked away.
The portrait opened like a door and all the people inside said, "WELCOME BACK HERMIONE!"
Hermione's mouth was wide open. "I… I don't know what to say."
Harry hugged her tight. "Welcome back, Hermione."
Hermione asked, "Why did you throw a party?"
Harry answered, "We knew that you would have sessions with the pensieve today and you're finally going to stay here again so we decided to celebrate."
Hermione was greeted by all the people around. Ron hugged her also.
He said, "I miss you, Hermione."
Hermione answered, "I missed you too, Ron."
Hermione and all of the Gryffindors were rejoicing. No one noticed that Malfoy was watching by.
"Sessions with the pensieve? I should get a memory of mine in a bottle then." Malfoy said.
Author's Notes: I didn't expect this chapter to be a long one… more longer chapters to come… so keep reading!
