Sorry it took me so long to set up this chapter... but there is a pretty neat twist at the end of it... hope you like. And remember... things aren't always what they seem... so if you don't like the way it is going, keep reading, you'll never know what happens!

Chapter 6: Mysteries Unraveled

The weeks went by and Harry still did not remember anything before that fateful day upon the mountaintop. They visited all kinds of healers and muggle doctors but they all said the same thing. The Healers told them that Harry he had encountered some powerful magic upon his memory and that it could take years for his memory to be restored. The doctors said just to wait it out and maybe his memory would return. They seemed to be running into dead end after dead end.

Christine and Hermione were now constantly looking through old magazines and newspapers to see if they could find any clues to Harry's disappearance. The more they searched the more discouraged they became. They found nothing except the articles Hermione had in her room. All they said was that Harry and Dumbledore had disappeared, something everyone knew.

One day Christine was looking through some of the muggle tabloids, just to see if she could find anything of interest. She was alone, Hermione went out with Ron to who knows where. Harry went with them but Christine had no interest to being ignored once more. So she stayed in Hermione's apartment trying to find more clues, although she wasn't looking all that hard.

She turned the page lazily after reading an article about a cow with two heads. She only glanced at the titles now, bothering to read some of the stranger articles. She only wanted a bit of humor. She was about to turn the page once more when she saw an interesting headline. After glancing at it, she started to read the article, becoming more interested by the second.

MOUNTAINSIDE MYSTERY

On the night of May 9, 1996 curious residents of the small village of Hearte's Hallow experienced the out of the ordinary. There were constant rumblings from the Hallow Mountains that supposedly have been deserted for years. A few villagers even saw flashes of light including a large green flash somewhere around midnight. The lights illuminated the mountainside for seconds at a time. Many of the villagers to this day remain confused. But what is most mysterious of all is that a boy, no older than 17 years of appeared in the village a few days later. Henry and Eliza Burden told reporters that a boy with jet-black hair, brilliant green eyes, and a funny lightening-shaped scar on his forehead came to their home. He had no recollection of whom he was and so the old couple took him into their home. A while later he left to search out his past. The Burden's would tell us nothing more of the boy. We only know that he seems to match a description of a missing boy by the name of Harry Potter. The Burdens say they do no know where the boy had gone and there has been no sightings of him. But no further clues can be linked to the flashes of light and the rumblings to the mysterious boy. But there remains more to the mystery that we have yet to uncover.

Christine stared the article. It was taking her a little while to absorb it all. For unlike her cousin, she had not been on the mountaintop so many years ago. She had no idea what it was like when it happened. But she knew that this was important. She cut out the article and placed it is a small black folder, that she kept hidden from the others.

It was one missing puzzle piece. And one puzzle piece that the three would never find. Christine finished looking through the magazines and then turned to the one where she cut out the article. She took out a piece of paper with writing on it and carefully taped into where the article had once been.

Christine then placed the magazines in a neat stack on the coffee table. She put the black folder in her bag and headed out of the apartment. She headed to the subway for her hotel room was across town. She sat on the subway alone, but had the distinct feeling that someone was following her. Chills were going up and down her spine every time she turned around. But she tried to shake off that creepy feeling as she got off the subway train and headed to the street.

She walked the two blocks to where her hotel was, oblivious to all else around her. She was thinking about the article she had stored away in her bag. Christine headed in through the double doors and past the desk without a word of greeting. She turned left towards the elevator and headed up to the fourth floor. She then took a right and headed down hallway a few feet before she reached her room. As Christine looked for her key the maid walked by her, giving her a strange look.

Christine finally found her key and made her way into her hotel room. She placed her bag on the dresser near the door and headed to the bed but to her surprise there was someone else on it. She had to cover her mouth with her hand as if not to scream. Her heart was pounding so hard that she thought it was going to come straight out her chest. She was breathing heavy and sweat was coming down her forehead.

The man sitting on the bed was thin and gaunt, he looked like he had not eaten in several days. He had a pale white face for he had not seen the sun in days. But he had a stern look about his face, a harsh look. It matched his cold gray eyes. But his most distinguishing feature was his slick, greasy black hair. He stared at Christine, disapproving of her behavior. He sat on the bed in complete silence, waiting for Christine to say something first.

"Severus you gave me such a startle. What are you doing here? I thought I was to meet you tonight." Christine said to the man, still trying to regain her breath. She was breathing deeply now but there was still some fear in her eyes.

"Something came up and I did not want to run the risk of sending you a note and having it fall into the wrong hands." He said calmly, with an air of superiority and arrogance in his voice. There was a small moment of silence when the two of them just looked at each other. Christine took a deep breath before going to her bag and pulling out the black folder. She handed him the article, along with some other papers.

"I found this article." She said referring to the one of the tabloid. "And I took these from her. She won't she's lost them for she never looks at them." Christine's voice was shaking slightly and her hands were quivering. Severus looked them over. He showed no sign of any emotion as he looked at their contents.

"This is good. The less they know the better. You are doing surprisingly good work. I had my doubts Christine but you have proved me wrong. When you wrote to me saying you wanted revenge on your dear cousin I thought it was a petty request but you have turned out to be very helpful indeed. Keep it up."

Severus looked at Christine as he folded up the papers and placed them in his coat pocket. Christine was still trembling, for she did this every time she spoke with Severus Snape. He cast a fear about her that she could never seem to hide. Not that it would make a difference, Snape had a way of seeing inside her mind and she knew not to hide anything from him.

"We will meet at said place at said time in two weeks time. Hopefully you will find more. And I will give you a new assignment."

"Yes sir." And he was gone in the blink of an eye, leaving Christine alone in the hotel room. She was now breathing normally but there was still fear left in her eyes. But this time, it was mixed with a slight hint of anger. She walked over to her balcony, opened the window and stood outside. She looked to the edge of the horizon for a moment, before going inside and lying on her bed.

"Hermione will get what she deserves." And Christine fell into a deep sleep.