Based off of a Tumblr post based off of a Facebook comment. lol.
Bright lights filled his vision. He heard someone screaming- Dora, calling for him, perhaps? He turned, only to feel something pull at him. The screaming and the lights vanished, replaced by a terrible squeezing sensation and pain ripping through his head.
He landed harshly on the cold ground, pushing himself to his feet. He was dizzy, blood dripping from his nose. "Dora!" He screamed, searching frantically for his wand. Where was he? This wasn't Hogwarts. The pain intensified and he stumbled.
"Dora! Where are you?" He yelled, stumbling. He hit the ground on his knees, clutching a hand over his bleeding nose. Blood was dripping from somewhere else on his head, possibly the source of the pain. The world began fading around him, and he hit the ground again, the pain disappearing as darkness took over.
Remus' eyes shot open, panic building in his chest. What had happened? Where was he? He felt a horrible pain in his chest with each breath, and heard someone's voice. Their hands were on his arms and he lashed out- he wasn't going down without a fight.
"Nymphadora! Where is she?" He found his own voice demanding as he fought against the hands. "Where's my wife?"
"Remus! It's okay!" A woman's voice was saying. "Harry, get a Healer! Remus, just calm down- you're okay-"
The feeling of panic only doubled when he focused on the woman holding his arms down. He was staring at Bellatrix Lestrange, and who was Harry? Surely not his Harry, why would they be together? He shoved the woman away as he sat up, and she stumbled slightly as the door burst open and people in lime green robes appeared.
He caught a glimpse of Harry, his Harry, pulling Bellatrix through the door as the two Healers forced horrible tasting potions down his throat.
Andromeda sunk into a chair in the corridor, trembling. "Are you alright?" Harry asked.
She nodded wordlessly.
"The Healers warned us." Harry said quietly.
"I know. It was just-"
"Unexpected." Harry finished. "He was alright when they first brought him in-"
"Except for not remembering a thing." Andromeda interjected.
Harry nodded. "Well, that. But I didn't think the full moon would do this- I mean, he didn't even transform- I never even thought for a minute it'd affect this."
Andromeda sighed. "But he asked for her. He must remember some, I- I've never seen anyone panic like that before."
The door opened and the Healer that had been handling the case, Healer McDonald, faced them. "We've given him a Dreamless Sleep Potion and a Calming Draught. He should be asleep in the next couple of minutes." He explained. "He kept asking for his wife- asking what had happened with battle. It seems he now remembers everything up to the Splinching, but nothing afterwards."
"So it's basically just reversed now?" Andromeda asked. "Will it always go back and forth like this?"
Healer McDonald sighed. "I don't know, Mrs Tonks. I've seen very few cases of internal Splinching and they've never survived- but he has. I imagine the feeling of the full moon may have triggered his memory, even if he didn't transform. If, when he Splinched, he lost his Lycanthropy- something in his head was affected, badly. And I'd like to find out if anything else was damaged. You said you found his wand?"
Harry nodded. "Both of the wands- his and To- Nymphadora's." Harry explained. He had, around Andromeda anyway, taken to making sure he called Tonks 'Nymphadora' after Andromeda had shared her distaste of her daughter's nickname.
"Can you bring it when you return tomorrow morning?" Healer McDonald asked. "I would like to put my theory to test as soon as possible."
