The memory Game
By; Wrinkles The Troll
Started on: June 29 2005
Disclaimer:
I own nothing related to Harry Potter.
I own only this plot, the scenes, and
Possible random characters in this
Story. This is why;
Me: Finally! The copyright room!
Ron: And why did you need me for this again?
Me: -Insert menacing laugh & evil smile here- Because you're my first victory!
Ron: Nope
Me: -eyes Ron- Why not?
Ron: Because, you don't pay attention. You just got Scabbers. Not me. And now, I will lock the door behind us, as we leave, you owning a dead rat! –cackles devilishly and runs off-
See, thanks to ADD and my obsession over
the characters, I own NOTHING.
Sad, eh?
Oh wait! I can blame it on Ron too!
Yahoo!
Summary:
Memories Memories Memories. Over 5 years worth of memories gone for a small girl, casted away in the dark lord's last moments. Another one's loved ones gone, now just a whisper in her past. What else could befall our favorite group?
Chapter One;
The awakening and the pensive
Everything was blurry. She had never remembered her room looking like this. She shook it off and closed her eyes to think. Hogwarts! She remembered, I have to pack for Hogwarts! I can't believe I forgot! Only the thing I've been waiting for my whole life! She stood up and stretched, only to be attacked by her various family members
"Geoff ee" She screeched, and they all tumbled off.
There were various shouts of "Ginny! You're awake!" and "Oh Ginny, Ginny Ginny Ginny, my poor baby!" Along with "Your okay!" and "Oh I've missed you so much, I thought you'd never wake up!"
She sat down on her bed and looked around. She was in some sort of hospital, and she vaguely remembered it from the time just a year ago, when she was visiting Ron who had been in a small wand duel. Hogwarts she thought but why am I here? Its not like I go to school here yet… and when did I get hurt? HOW did I get hurt?... Her thoughts were left unanswered as she slowly stood up
"Erm…. May I ask where I am?" She whispered.
"The Nurse's station… Ginny love… You've been out for 2 weeks cold…" A young man with raven-black hair said in a confused and worried tone. His green eyes were wet, but they sparkled with relief.
Ginny managed a small but wary smile, "I'm sorry… But who are you?"
Harry was stunned. The woman he loved, who had just saved his life, along with Hermione's and Ron's, couldn't remember him. "Wh…What Gin?"
She looked up at him sheepishly "I'm sorry. Am I supposed to know you?"
He started to nod his head, but stopped and walked out. Ginny whispered. "I'm sorry. I really don't remember."
Ms. Weasley stared wide-eyed at her only daughter. Tears gathered in her eyes as she grabbed Ginny into a rib-crushing hug. "Oh my Ginny, My Ginny, You do remember Mommy, don't you Ginerva?"
Ginny narrowed her eyes and nodded. "Of course." She swallowed. "But what am I doing here?"
George cleared his throat as he and Fred entered the room. He stared wide-eyed at Ginny as he lunged at her. "Gin! Your awake! Your alive! You're Red-Haired! You're Brown-eyed!" He rolled off of her and grinned "Hey there."
Fred coughed and jumped on her next. "Ginnnnyyyyyyyyyy! My pumpkin nickel! My apple berry! My…….. Fruity Tootie! "He laughed. "Hey Ginny. You're awake."
"Yeah, people keep telling me that, but I still don't know why…." She trailed off...
And that's when the story began. The Twins had never looked this alive before. Since they now owned a shop, they had grown up quite a lot, but seeing their sister fully awake and such brought out their childish behavior once again.
"Well you see Ginners"
"Harry, Hermione, and Ron were down at the Gates, facing Voldemort again" A few people shivered at the mentioning of his name.
"You and Luna were watching from the bushes and you both saw that they wouldn't last."
"Luna?" Ginny interrupted.
"We'll get to her later." They both answered, and George went on.
"You jumped out and sent a final curse with the others"
"Good Friendships last Ginners."
"And that's what you four have."
"A friendship strong enough to defeat the dark lord."
"Even though you betrayed Harry and followed him. Just like he told you not too."
"It turned out to be a good thing."
"Yes. A very good thing."
"So then, Luna came up to the castle and told all of the watching students that it was over."
"Dumbledore ran down and found Voldemort dead."
"Who knew he could be." Fred interjected.
"And you four collapsed along the gates."
"Once inside, all Harry was worried about was you."
"He told you to stay away but you didn't listen."
"He was afraid you'd get hurt."
"And he was right" They chorused.
Ginny looked dumbfounded. "And Harry is…."
"The guy with the black hair who left awhile ago."
"Your crush-e"
"Your lover."
"The love of your life."
"You're a heart-breaker Gin."
"And good at it too."
"Now why don't you go outside and give him a big smooch-a-roo."
Ginny stared. "George… I really… I mean… I really don't remember him. I don't remember that night at all...I don't remember any of it…. Hogwarts…." She looked up innocently, "I actually went to Hogwarts?"
Her family nodded.
"What year was I in?" She croaked.
"Sixth."
Fred and George stared at her. "Ginners? Your really don't remember any of it? At all?"
She shook her head. "No George. None at all."
Fred sighed loudly. "What do you remember then?"
She looked at her brother blankly. "What do you mean?"
"Like how old do you think you are, where you think you just went, what do you think you did yesterday?"
She thought for a moment then a look of relief came over her. "That's easy Fred! I'm 12, Yesterday I went to Diagon Alley for school supplies, and headed to platform 9 ¾, but there Dumbledore had sent a letter saying that there was something wrong with the train and that any students waiting to board the train would have to come back the same time next week, and that the school term would be started late." She paused for a quick breath. "Today I was going to play outside on Ron's broom, because he was going to be over at a friends house until Sunday." She grinned. "But I guess telling him that wasn't a good idea."
Ron stared at her blankly. "So Ginny, Your not Dizzy…. No head-aches… You feel fine? Nothing's sore? Nothing at all? Its just like you took a nap on the couch and woke up?"
She nodded. "Yeah… should I hurt?"
Molly Weasley stepped in, "Oh no, no my child. We don't want you in pain…. Its just that its kind of… odd for you not to be. You faced Voldemort sweetheart, with no training whatsoever unlike Hermione, Ron, and Harry. They were ready for each and every blow, or as ready as they could be. But you, you just stepped in." She kissed Ginny's forehead before walking about the door, bursting into tears.
Arthur came over to Ginny's bed. "Hello Love. I'm going to follow your mother; I want you to get some rest, okay? Even if you don't feel like it." He kissed her hand and followed Ms.Weasley's loud sobs.
Bill and Charlie stepped in."Hey Gin." Charlie said, kissing the top of her head. "You feeling okay?"
She nodded, and yawned. Everyone could tell it was fake. " I just want to go to bed."
Fred grinned. "Oh come on Gin, You have to do better than that yawn to get us out of the room." But left anyway, with George trailing right behind him. Soon Bill and Charlie left, after making sure she didn't need anything, and had everything that she ever might need at her beck and call.
Ron didn't leave.
"Erm… Yes Ron?" She asked….
He shook his head but continued to stay beside her.
"Ron? You can go… you know…if you want too…"
He shook his head.
"Ron? DO you want to talk to me?"
He shook his head…. But started babbling on anyways.
"Ginny! How could you….Do you really not remember?... all those years….." He started to laugh… " Pumpkin cheesecake!... Then Hagrid…So sorry gin…then we all…Harry….Hermione….Then Dumbledore stood up and ……quite funny actually….if only you'd been there…" He finally trailed off.
"Ronnie-kins. I didn't get one full sentence out of you."
He blushed. "Sorry Ginners."
Dumbledore strode in. " Ah Ginny. You're awake. Good too see it." He smiled and looked down at her. "No dizziness? No headaches? Nothing at all?"
She shook her head, about to say something, but Ron interrupted. "Professor, she can't remember anything. She thinks she's twelve."
He nodded " I expected as much." But when Ron threw him confused faces he just chuckled, "Lord Voldemort was able to cast out silent spells, with wand-less magic. He could have brought out a memory charm that would have effected all of you, But yet it only affected Ginny here. I suspect that it has something to do with the occulmency that Harry has learned, therefore he was able to cast out a small shield at random, not only protecting himself, but protecting Ron and Hermione. I'm guessing he didn't know you were there yet, so he only cast out one small enough to reach out to them. I'm surprised that….." But Dumbledore trailed off. For a few seconds he had a far-off look settling in his twinkling eyes, but came back to life when he remembered what he was doing. " Sorry about that. Just thinking. Hmm, Where was I now? Ah yes. So. The shield didn't reach Ginny in time, and as the four of you set out the final spell, which still remains unknown to me Ronald, the spell sunk into her, and she collapsed, and soon you three followed." He finished and sat down in the nearest chair and grinned, "Any questions?" He asked, as if he had just finished a lesson in The history of magic class.
Back in the Common Room
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were gathered around the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room later that night when Harry let out a huge sigh.
"So… Ron? She really doesn't remember me?"
"She thinks she's twelve mate."
"Oh."
They had all gathered on the couch, Hermione in the middle. It was around 12:40 or so, and they should have all been in bed. Ginny should have been there too. Earlier when they had all started to go upstairs, Hermione burst into tears, saying that she couldn't sleep up there tonight. Seeing Ginny's empty bed was just too much for her. Sure, she had slept with it that way for about 2 weeks now. But since Ginny was awake, she wanted her to be there. She wanted the old Ginny back. The Ginny who would wake her up in the middle of the night just to tell her a stupid joke that Fred had told her once when she was small. Hermione would do anything to bring Ginny back.
"I miss her so much."
"We know 'Mione. We know."
"Is there any way to fix it?"
Ron thought back to what Dumbledore had mumbled about before her left. "Well. Dumbledore said something about Snape making a potion…"
"But Snape making a potion for a Weasley? One that would actually be helpful and not harmful?"
"Oh come ON Harry!" Hermione screeched, " Snape has changed and you KNOW it! You should know it better than ANYONE! And ESPECIALY now that the war is OVER! If Dumbledore asks him to do something, he does it and he does it right! I don't care WHO makes the bloody potion, as long as we get Ginny BACK!" By the time she finished yelling at Harry, her face was blood-red and her fists were purple, but she held them by her side. Ron pulled her back onto the couch and held her tight. "Calm down love. Calm down."
He held her for quite awhile, but then he hear a sniffing sound coming from Harry. As he looked over, Tears were silently streaming down Harry's face.
He prodded Hermione and she looked up. Gasping, she lunged at him. "I'm sorry Harry. I didn't mean it. I'm just so worried. Please Harry, Don't cry. I'm so sorry Harry. I really didn't mean it. I don't know what came over me."
He shook his head. "It's okay 'Mione. I just really…… Miss her…"
Dumbledore's office
"Hello Molly. Arthur. Lemon Drops?" He asked, as the couple entered the room.
They shook their heads and sat down.
"As you both know, Ginerva has lost her memory. She thinks she is twelve. While I do not know if this is permanent or not, I do know that she has not lost all of her memory of Hogwarts. While she does not remember Hogwarts itself, she does however remember everything she learned here. That is something I find quite unusual about this. As you know, when a witch/wizard is born, they are born into Magic. Even when they are as far as physically possible from magic, it still lies in their soul. Everything they know about it, lies in their soul. Every fact, every hex, ever charm, every spell. And while Ginny knows nothing of learning them, she knows everything and is up to date with her classmates. SO that is not something we shall have to worry about. Now as there is only one more week of school left, She can go home tomorrow. But she will be graduating next year. There is nothing stopping her mentally, and if the spell doesn't ware off like we're all hoping it will, I'm very sure that everyone will re-connect with Ginny. I'll give each and every one of them a pensive to put their most treasured memories with Ginny into.. so they can show them too her. And that might just help her remember more on the way.." He trailed off, the sparkle in his eyes growing stronger by the second. "Ah yes. And there it is."
He bid them a good day as they walked out of the office, dumbfounded by Dumbledore's sudden oddness.
"Ah Fawkes?" Dumbledore called, "Take this letter to Harry Potter please," He said as the bird gave him an affectionate nip on the hand.
A/N:
Hello Everyone! Thanks for reading The first chapter! I should have the second one up around tomorrow around Five in the afternoon. (I live in Alabama, so… Five on Alabama time) But that's at the latest. I'll probably work on it a lot today, and a lot tomorrow morning. But right now, my neck hurts from typing all morning, so I'm going to go take a nap… or maybe even eat lunch as it is already Twelve…
Thanks again!
