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: I can't believe it.
Brittany: What?
Noelle: Yeah, what?
Me: I have run out of….-gasp- ideas!
Brittany: NO!
Noelle: -whimpers-
Me: -sobs- yes. It's true. My brilliance streak is……. Gone!
Needless too Say, I was… eh…
Preoccupied lately
And never got a chance to think
up a brilliant scheme,
And thus I failed to, 'Bring home
The bacon.'
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 Revenger's Revenge.
This Chapter is in Memory of the recent London attacks.
May those hurt, be healed quickly and sufficiently.
And for those who have loss, may they mourn easily and quickly.
To get on with their lives.
But may the lost ones stay with them forever.
As they all ran into the Weasleys', Tonks, Reamus, and Sirius, Ron caught up with Harry and thwaped him over the head. Ginny slapped Ron's hands as she flew into Harry's arms and began to kiss him passionately. After a few seconds, Sirius 'ahem' ed. But it didn't help. He decided to give it up, but chuckled when he saw 6 Weasley brothers glaring at Harry, obviously wanting to rip him apart for even laying a hand on their baby sister, But Molly seemed to be restraining them with just a stern look. She smiled; Molly seemed to have that affect on people. He decided that Harry was in enough trouble at the moment, and that he'd have a small chat with him later on.
He glanced over at Molly and Arthur. Molly started to grin wildly at the two, while Arthur was shaking his head, but chuckling all the same.
Tonks and Reamus were talking to Hermione and Ron, both obviously grinning each time they glanced over at the snogging couple.
"Ah, Nymphadora-
Tonks shot him a look. A death look more like it.
He stopped and winced as she pinched his arm. He started again, "Ah Tonksie-
She rolled her eyes and stared at him once more.
He sighed loudly, "Well what do you want me to call you in public!"
"My Queen would do just fine." She said, holding her head up proudly, efficiently making her 4'11
He pulled her close and grinned, whispering something in her ear that made her blush a shade of deep red.
She swatted at his arm playfully as she looked up at him. "So, anyways, what were you saying?"
"Ah, just that they reminded me of a younger version of James and Lilly."
Sirius strode over to the group standing near the exit barrier.
"Hermione! Ron! Now why aren't you two as attached as them?" He asked slyly, gesturing towards Harry and Ginny.
Hermione turned pink, but laughed all the same. Ron turned to look at the two. "And to think, they only just met." He re-thought what he had just said, "Well, Basically…"
Ron managed to squeeze himself between the kissing couple several minutes late, in an attempt to pull them apart. Harry, eyes still closed, leaned in to give Ginny a final peck on the nose, and got Ron's instead.
He opened his eyes at Ron's cry of dismay, shrieking himself only a few seconds later.
Sirius, Reamus, and Tonks all doubled over in laughter, The Weasleys, (all except Ron) were grinning and trying to suppress their laughter, But Fred, George, Bill, and Charlie soon gave up on the suppressing the laugher part.
Harry spat and spat, making gagging noises all the while. Ron had grabbed at Ginny's sleeve, wiping furiously at his nose. Harry attempted a cleaning charm on his mouth, but it resulted in his mouth becoming completely numb. At first glance, it looked as though Harry had a large ball in his mouth, But it was only his tongue, becoming numb and swollen.
It took around ten minutes to calm everyone down, Find out what happened to Harry and how long it would last.
"Hye Or?" Harry exclaimed.
Sirius nodded gleefully, "Hye Or!"
Hermione looked at Sirius, "eh, subtitles please?"
Sirius was dumbfounded, "Huh? What's a tub-sittle?"
She shook her head, "Never mind, what'd he say?"
"oh. Six hours."
"Oh."
The rather large group walked their way out of the station and into the parking lot where they waited for the Knight bus.
Fred And George suddenly appeared on either side of Ginny.
"Why the puppy pout look, sis?" George asked.
"Yeah wh- Oh! George, we forgot! Her dear Harry's tongue will be broken until tomorrow! He won't be able to Kiss- oh I mean TALK to Ginny until tomorrow. And we all know that Ginny can't live through a day without HER Harry Kissing- I mean TALKING to her." Fred said flamboyantly.
Ginny rolled her eyes and turned around in mock-anger and suddenly, she gasped.
"Fred. George." She whispered, but they couldn't hear her.
She yelled their names a bit louder and they finally turned around, "What Ginners?"
She pointed high above the station, where a black mist was swirling about.
George let out a small, short cry, while Fred grabbed Ginny's arm and pulled her farther away from the building. "Dad!" He cried, pointing up at the Dark Mark hovering above King's Cross, "Sirius! Reamus!"
Everyone stared at the Dark Mark for a split second, then charged in. Hermione was the first person in the building. Chaos had erupted everywhere. Two passenger trains were turned over, while another was in flames. The only people that had not been on a train were workers of the Station, as the overturned and blazing trains had been the last of the evening.
Hermione suddenly shrieked and ran to the 9 ¾ barrier, pounding on the wall as it would not let he through. She burst into sobs and slumped down against the wall.
Harry, Ron, and Lupin had run over to the blazing train, trying to put the fire out Harry, who was only able to do simple non-verbal spells, was not able to be much of a help, but Lupin and Ron were not doing much better.
Fred, George, Bill, and Tonks were set on uprooting one train, while Charlie, Percy, Arthur, and Molly were pulling up the other.
Ginny had run to Ron's aide at the last moment, helping him put out the last of the lames.
Sirius looked around, everything seemed to be getting under control. He counted heads as a safety precaution. 'Thirteen…' He thought 'Were missing one… Hermione!'
He ran over to the sobbing seventeen-year-old. "Hermione!" He exclaimed, pulling her into his arms, "What's wrong?"
She gasped for air in-between her words, "My-parents-they-said-they-would-wait-for-me-after-I-got-off-the-train-in-their-last-letter-because-they-wanted-to-tell-me-something-but-I-forgot-too-look-for-them-because-I-was-Talking-to-Tonks-and-they're-still-IN-THERE!" She pounded the bricks.
Sirius kissed her forehead and helped her stand up. He muttered an incantation and pulled her through the barrier. Pandemonium had marked its course, but an eerie silence had taken over, even before they entered. Mangled bodies lay at random, and as Hermione's eyes searched the bodies, she suddenly froze, letting out a small gasp, she ran towards a certain group of bodies, kneeling what looked like a woman.
Her tears flowed silently and freely, he hands caressed her mother's swollen face. A sudden pang of even more loneliness shattered her eyes fell upon her father's body. Laying between them, she laid her head upon his shoulder, sobbing loudly. After ten minutes or so, Sirius walked over to her, picked her up, and carried her bridal style into the muggle train station.
Everyone was standing in a huddle, speaking in whispers as they waited for the ministry to show up. Every eye was on Hermione as they walked through the barrier. Ron bolted over, a look of horror on his face. Sirius gently stood Hermione on the ground, and Ron pulled her into him arms. Looking above her head, he looked at Sirius, his eyes asking every question possible. Sirius lowered his head and mouthed, "Her parents."
Hermione sunk to the ground as everyone surrounded her. Ron sat her in his lap, Harry sat next to them, stroking her hair and clutching her hand. The rest of the Weasley's, Tonks, and Lupin surrounded them, whispering soft and kind words to her, hoping to comfort her.
Two short hours later, they all left for the burrow, deciding to leave the investigative work to the Ministry officials for now. Hermione fell asleep on Ginny's bed as soon as she closed her eyes.
Ginny and Harry sat outside under a large Weeping Willow tree in the vacant back-yard.
"Harry, I'm so worried about Hermione."
He nodded and swept down to kiss her cheek, "I know Gin. I know, I'm pretty sure we all are."
Ginny sniffed." But she's bound to be morbid for a week or so, right? She won't be like this forever?"
"I hope so Ginny. I hope so."
"Harry? I think you should talk to her. And next year will be your last year at Hogwarts. I think you two should live together. I know Hermione would agree, and Harry, You and me both know that you're not going to live at the Dursley's forever."
Harry looked down at her and grinned. "Ginny, for someone who's lost their memory of the past 5 years, you sure catch on quickly."
She shrugged, "What can I say? You chose the right girl…"
"That, I did."
:lololo:
Three Weeks Later
:lololo:
When Hermione emerged from her room, it was because she needed to use the restroom, or was so thirsty/hungry that she simply couldn't ignore it any longer. Everyone around her at these times, tried to keep her out as long as possible, but she ignored their requests and headed back up into the small attic room she had moved into.
"I don't want to live." She whispered to herself one dull morning in May. "I don't deserve to live. I let them die. I forgot about them."
"Yes, well how do you plan to fix this?" Said a deep voice at her door.
She briskly turned around from her perch on the window seal. She stared at the tall dark figure for a moment, then opened her mouth to speak. "Oh, sorry, I didn't realize I had left my door open."
"You didn't" Severus replied, sitting on the bed next to her.
She nodded and looked back out the window.
He sighed, obviously being forced to come up here. He was the only one from the order that hadn't tried willingly. There had even been people not in the order that had come try to coax her out of her hole.
"You can't live like this forever Hermione."
She sat shocked. For a moment she thought he had said her name.
She shrugged, "I won't"
He smiled grimly, "And when are you going to stop it then?"
She nodded, "Soon."
"And what are you going to do until then?" He asked her, thinking that he had gotten a breakthrough.
"Think of ways to do it."
He stared at her, open mouthed. "Do what?" He asked softly.
"Die." She said simply.
He stared at her and stood up, grabbing her wrists and pulling her up with him.
"Ms. Granger. You cannot simply throw your life away, because of what someone else did. Are you listening to me? You. Did. Not. Do. This. Hermione. You. Did. Not. Do. This." He took her head in his hands, "Hermione Anne Granger. I don't know how many people have tried to tell you this, but I am going to make sure it gets through your head. Someway, somehow. I will make sure it does. Yes, you lost your parents. You have a right to grieve and mourn, alone if you want. But throwing away your life is not only hurting you, its hurting your parents. Its hurting your parents and everyone else who cares about you."
She shook her head. Sat down, and pressed her head against the window.
After a few moments passed, he decided to go downstairs, and give up. All he could do I hope that the next person got there in time.
She spoke as he reached the door-frame.
"I have really weird dreams. They're not memories, but I feel like I've been there before. Maybe it's the future… I don't know…."
He turned around and walked back to her bed. "What are they like?"
She shrugged, "Sometimes it random people that I've barely met, but most of the time its my parents; together. When it's them, it's like I'm not there. They're smiling, and talking sometimes at work, sometimes at a park. But if it's the other people that see me they smile and wave, sometimes stop and talk. But my dreams don't have sound. It's like I'm deaf. I can see everyone talking, but I can't hear them." She turned to the window again.
"I lost my parents when I was 15. Sent to an orphanage every summer until I finished school. Joined the Dark Lord's ranks at 20, Joined the light at 27." He looked out the window as he spoke. " I grew up in a not-so-loving home. Didn't change after they died. Just got worse."
He looked at her to find her staring back at him. He caught her eye and smiled. After a few seconds she spoke,
"So at Hogwarts, that's just a cover? Don't want everyone to know that the mean 'ole potions master has a heart?"
He buried his head in his hands, and shook it violently. "I don't know what that is, I love Hogwarts, but at the same time I hate it because of what I went through in my seven years there."
Hermione stood up and sat beside him, patting his arm. She noticed he flinched.
'Thanks" She whispered.
He unexpectedly pulled her into a hug, which she returned.
"Your brilliant Hermione. Cunning, Kind, smart, and beautiful. You can't let all that go to waste."
She nodded with her head up against his chest and tried not to let her astonishment show.
He slightly kissed her forehead and walked downstairs, closing the door behind him. He nodded at Molly before he left the burrow.
"What was I DOING?" He yelled at himself once he was in the confinements of his personal chambers. "WHO WAS I?" He thrashed around on the couch.
He cursed himself, but then smiled.
"But now the Potter kid and Weasley have no reason to expect me for being a spy for the Dark Lord. I don't have to worry about them spying on me and blabbing to Dumbledore. Not that I have to worry about him anyways, he completely trusts me, along with the rest of the order."
He decided whatever had happened tonight was for the best, for his sake and Hermione's.
'But why do I care about Hermione?'
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………...
Hermione walked down to breakfast the next morning in a cheerful disposition. Everyone decided that It would be best to go about as usual; act as if this happened every morning. Hermione was quite glad. But as soon as Ron came down, he lunged at her with such force that she fell to the floor, him landing on top of him.
He grinned wildly, "Hermione!"
She rolled her eyes and kissed his nose. "Hello to you too Ron."
He yelped happily and smothered her with his lips, tangling his hands in her hair. Sirius entered the kitchen from the fireplace and chuckled.
"So you two DO snog like Harry and Ginny!"
Hermione waved him away and brought her arm once again around Ron's neck. She broke away from him and whispered, "Go upstairs."
Ron stared at her astonished, but then pulled her up the stairs. Sirius rolled his eyes and then walked to the bottom of the staircase. "There will be NO CHILDREN born in this house until you are BOTH OUT OF SCHOOL!"
Ron poked his head out of the doorway and smirked at Sirius, closing and locking the door once he was back inside.
"I WILL COME UP THERE AND KNOCK THAT DOOR DOWN RONALD WEASLEY IF YOU LAY ONE HAND ON HER!"
Sirius saw Harry and Ginny coming out of Ginny's bedroom, blushing. They then noticed that he wasn't talking about them.
Sirius grinned, "Hey! I killed two birds with one stone!"
Harry snorted, "You're a hypocrite Sirius."
But Sirius just patted him on the back, "Hey! You're the one that wanted me to live at the Burrow this summer!"
Harry and Ginny sat down at the table and started eating… everything.
Several minutes later a small squeal was heard down in the Dining room.
"THAT'S IT! I'M TAKING DOWN THE DOOR!" Sirius yelled, running up the stairs.
He pushed the door down to find a very eh… disturbing scene.
Hermione was on the floor, Ron was on top of her… Tickling her… but at the same time he was kissing down her neck…
Sirius frowned and fixed the door with a flick of his wand.
Once downstairs, Harry frowned. "If we had to stop… why don't they?"
Sirius looked up at Harry, "They weren't doing anything."
"Well neither were we!" He yelled, grabbing Ginny's wrist and pulling her back up the stairs.
"Harry! I'm HUNGRY!" Ginny shrieked, grabbing for a last bite of toast.
"FORGET THE TOAST!"
She mumbled something close to, "Wretched beast. Ever since we got back all he can think of is snogging me to death."
Sirius chuckled and grabbed the toast she was reaching for, then stuffed it in his mouth.
She swatted at his head then followed Harry upstairs.
"Ron!" Hermione screeched. Sirius was about to ignore it, knowing that they couldn't be doing anything, until he noticed that it her screech sounded…
"RONALD WEASLEY! WHAT DID I TELL YOU!" He yelled, running up the twisted staircase once again. Barging into the room he found his worst nightmare.
Hermione scrambled to cover herself up, while Ron ducked under the blanket, preparing for the worst. But Sirius just laughed, then stopped abruptly. He spoke each word with utter seriousness. "If-I-find-that-Hermione-is-pregnant-I-will-personaly-kill-you-both." Then swung the door shut.
Hermione laughed. And laughed. And laughed. This was the first time she'd been caught in a compromising situation, and it was hilarious. Ron looked down at her and grinned.
Sirius turned the corner to check on Ginny and Harry. He knocked on the door. " I don't want any great-god children at the moment Harry. In about two years? Maybe. But NOT RIGHT NOW YOU HEAR ME?"
He was answered by Ginny's squeals. He sighed. 'I'm too old, and they're too young. Why me? Why?' he thought as he swung the door open.
Ginny was jumping up and down, clutching a piece of parchment, while Harry was ripping open an envelope. Sirius noted the Hogwarts seal and leaned against the door frame.
"Dumbledore sent 'em a couple weeks early, did he?"
Harry nodded, "Ginny's Prefect, And I'm Quiditch captain!" He yelled.
Sirius's eyes brightened as he ran over to tackle Harry onto the bed. "that's wonderful Harry! You're Dad would be so proud!" He laughed as he pinched Harry's sides, knowing that was his most ticklish spot, just like his father. Harry yelped and giggled, grabbing at Ginny's wrist and pulling her down onto the floor with them.
"Gah! Harry James Potter! Let me go!"
