Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with Harry Potter. Oh, how I wish I could say that I do own it, but I don't.

A/N: Well, here is another chapter. I would also like to say that that language I put in my last author's note was Spanish. LOL! Some people have been asking me about that. "Por que, Roberta? Por que tu compraste limon?" That means, "Why, Roberta? Why do you buy lemon?" Don't ask me why I say it, but I do. I guess my friends rub off on me. LOL! XD Read long and prosper.

Chapter Fifteen: A Promising Discovery…

Minerva, Albus, and Lenora walked down the corridor which led to the Hospital Wing. Lenora was skipping merrily along in front of the two adults as they smiled at her. She was singing a song which neither one of them had heard before. At least, Minerva didn't think she'd heard it before. Some of it was in English, but some of it was not.

"Saigo no kisu wa ka ba tabako no flavor ga shita. Nigakute setsunai kaori." She continued and when she got to the chorus, Minerva could not help but be mesmerized by the words. "You are always gonna be my love. Itsuka darekato mata koi ni ochitemo. I'll remember to love, you taught me how. You are always gonna be the one. Ima wa mada kanashii love love songu. Atarashii uta utaeru made." The song continued, and when she finished, Minerva looked at her.

"What song was that?" she asked as the girl continued to dance around them.

"It's called 'First Love'," she responded. "It's part Japanese and part English. I learned it from this Japanese girl I knew in my school in America. Hey, wanna see me do a handstand?" Before either one of them could answer, she was up on her hands. She stayed there for at least ten seconds before falling to the ground in a fit of giggles. Minerva and Albus were laughing as well, clapping their hands and cheering.

"Great job, Lenora," cheered Albus. "No doubt the best hand stand I've seen in my entire life."

"Brava," said Minerva. Lenora giggled until a dark figure towered over her. She gasped when she the tall dark man in front of her.

"Ah, there you are, Severus," smiled Albus. "I wondered if I'd see you. Did the meetings go well?" he asked.

"As well as one might expect, Headmaster," he said with a slight smirk. "Then again, when has a ministry meeting ever gone well?" he asked. He held out his hand and helped Lenora up. "I had a slight encounter with Roberta Kingston." He looked down at Lenora, who had stopped brushing herself. "But I'll tell you about it later." Albus nodded.

"You know, Professor Snape, you really should smile more," said Lenora, pretending as though she had not heard what he had said. "You scared me."

"So sorry, Miss Lenora," he replied. "How are you feeling today?" She smiled.

"I am feeling much better, thank you," she said. "We are going to go see Madam Pomfrey right now."

"So I hear. Mind if I walk with you?" he asked.

"Of course not," smiled Lenora. She held out her hand. "Let's go." Severus took her hand in his big one and they began walking ahead. When Albus was sure that there was enough distance, he turned to Minerva and whispered to her.

"I wonder what Roberta wanted," he said. Minerva shrugged.

"Your guess is as good as mine," she whispered back. She shivered. "That woman makes me just want to… hit something." Albus looked at her with a small smile.

"Would that something happen to be her?" he asked. She smiled back at him.

"I suppose it would be wicked of me if I were to say yes, wouldn't it?" she inquired. Albus looked to their left, and then to their right.

"Well, I suppose, since no one is around, it doesn't really matter," he replied. He pulled her closer and wrapped his arm around her. As they were about to continue on, Minerva stopped mid-step. Albus looked at her, confused. Her eyes were glazed over, as though she were not wholly there. It was nearly a whole minute later when she seemed to snap out of it.

"Minerva?" he was saying. "Minerva, what's wrong? Speak to me!" She looked at him and smiled.

"I had another memory," she breathed, excited. He smiled as well.

"I'm guessing it was a good memory?" he inquired. She nodded.

"Yes, yes," she replied. "It was, indeed, a good memory." She looked around them and then back at him. "It was the day I learned how to transform into a cat." Albus smiled as he thought about that day.

"Ah, yes, your seventh year," he said.

/Flashback/

"Just concentrate, Minerva," Albus was saying. Minerva sat on a stool with her eyes closed, concentrating really hard. She sighed as she opened her eyes and looked at her teacher.

"I'm sorry, but it just won't come to me," she said. Albus nodded and began to rub her shoulders.

"Just relax, Minerva," he said, trying not to think of what he was doing. Minerva sighed as she did as she was told. Breathing heavily through her nose, she closed her eyes again. "Now, you must keep your goal in mind. Picture a cat clear in your mind."

"Okay," whispered Minerva, who was thoroughly enjoying the back message. She knew she shouldn't be, but she just couldn't help herself.

"Now, imagine yourself becoming the cat," he said. "Try and envision yourself slowly becoming the figure of the cat. Picture each stage of transformation which I've taught you." And within a matter of ten seconds, Albus felt the shoulders he had been messaging fall from his grip as a beautiful grey tabby took the place of his star pupil. He smiled. "Minerva, I do believe you've got it." The cat mewed sweetly as she looked at him.

/End flashback/

Albus came out of his reverie when he felt her hand on his.

"Do you know what the best part of the whole memory is?" she asked.

"No," he replied honestly. Looking around once more, she positioned him so that he was facing her.

"Now pay close attention," she commanded.

"Yes, Professor," he smiled. She gave him her best glare before smiling.

"One, two…" And with that, Minerva disappeared, only to be replaced by a cat. Albus gasped as the small cat brushed against his leg.

"Oh, Minerva," he smiled as he picked her up and began to stroke her back. "You remember! This is possibly the best news I've received since…" He laughed. "Well, I was about to say since I found out you had forgotten me, but that would be wrong. It's the best news since last night, when you said you loved me." The cat mewed and placed both paws upon his chest, licking him underneath the chin. Albus laughed.

"You know, you are lucky you are not doing this in your human form, otherwise the effect you would have upon me would be a lot more, shall we say, noticeable?" The cat purred before transforming back into Minerva. She was blushing.

"You flatterer," she smirked as she kept her arms upon his chest. He was still holding her, though neither one of them seemed to notice or care.

"Ahem." They looked up to see Harry Potter, staring at them, red in the face. Minerva made a form of shriek before jumping out of Albus' arms. She blushed even redder than she had before. It would be amusing, Albus thought, to see who could become redder faster- Harry Potter or Minerva McGonagall.

"Yes, Harry?" asked the amused Albus. Harry shuffled his feet as he studied them. He never realized how fascinating his feet were until just a few moments ago, when he caught two of his previous teachers in such an interesting, if just a little embarrassing, situation.

"Well, Lenora sent me to see what was keeping you," he said almost apologetically. "Poppy has already taken a look at her and prescribed some ointment for her bruises. She says there is no permanent damage, so the bruises should be gone within a few hours, as long as Lenora does as she is told." Minerva let out a sigh of relief she had not realized she had been holding in.

"Thank you, Harry," said Albus.

"So, um, yeah," said Harry. Then, without looking at his professors, he mumbled something which sounded like "Sorry" before turning on his heel and walking swiftly away. He was secretly happy to see his two professors looking happier than they had in so long, but he wished he hadn't intruded on such a moment. It would have been better, for all three of them.

Ooooooooooo

"Oh, you just missed the little darling," said Poppy as she watched Albus and Minerva walk through the Hospital Wing doors. Minerva frowned.

"Oh, where did she go?" she asked.

"Looking for you, I imagine," Poppy responded as she finished draining a potion from a vile into a large container of liquid of the same color. She corked the bottle, dried off her hands, and walked over to them. She noticed they were both smiling again and looking at each other.

"Would either one of you care to tell me what you are so happy about?" she questioned.

"I had another memory, Poppy," replied Minerva. Poppy clapped her hands and let out a cry of delight.

"That is fantastic!" she exclaimed. She hugged her friend. "Which one was it?"

"The day I transformed for the first time," Minerva responded. Poppy laughed.

"Yes, I remember that day," she replied. "You bragged to us all for a week, flaunting your animagus abilities in front of us all." Minerva smiled.

"Was I really that bad?" she asked. Poppy smiled but didn't answer.

"When did you have this memory?" she asked.

"Just a few moments ago," Albus responded. Poppy frowned.

"Hmm, that is interesting," replied Poppy.

"What is?" asked Minerva, suddenly growing nervous as she watched her friend's face. Poppy sighed as she scratched her head.

"Well, I was just thinking…" she began awkwardly. She went to a shelf and pulled out an old book. "I have this theory… Well, it's a theory which someone else came up with, but which I fully agree with. It's only happened once in history, but I suppose it could happen again…"

"For goodness sake, Poppy, what are you trying to say?" asked Minerva, growing more and more agitated. Poppy lifted her gaze from the book and looked at her friend.

"When did you say your first memory came back to you?" she asked.

"When I was looking through my journal and found a picture of myself and Albus at a ministry Christmas party." Poppy's eyes widened.

"Interesting," she said. "Very interesting." She continued to look through the book she had in her hands. "And your second memory?"

"When Albus and I kissed for the first time," replied Minerva, her cheeks coloring slightly as she said each word. Poppy's eyes flew faster over each page before she stopped on one page and smiled.

"That's it," she whispered. "Just to be safe, what were you two doing when your third memory came to you?"

"We were walking down the hall to come and see you, and I had just placed my arm around her when-,"

"Yes! That is it!" she exclaimed. She showed them the book. On the spine, it read Theories Throughout the Ages: One for All Situations. She pointed to a passage, which was written by someone by the name of Jean Jacque Piaget, a notable wizard from the thirteenth century.

Ooooooooooo

"Thank you," smiled Lenora as a house elf placed a plate of cookies was placed before her, as well as a cup of milk. The house elf bowed until his nose hit the floor, and then he disappeared.

"So, Lenora," said Severus, a smirk upon his face. "What did you do with Minerva and Albus?"

"We had a lot of fun," said Lenora as she picked up a cookie and stuffed it in her mouth. "We went shoffing," she said through her full mouth. Severus' smirk grew wider.

"Sounds like a lot of fun," he said. He stood and came to her side, lowering his mouth so that it was within an inch of her ear. He whispered, "You would like to remain with them, wouldn't you?" She nodded slowly, trying to swallow her cookie. She grew scared as she saw his hand, which he had placed upon the counter next to her plate, begin to transform. "Well, too bad, you cannot!" And before the child could scream, he muttered a spell and she, like the real Severus, had fallen into darkness. The man then placed her within a sack which resembled a potato sack and, throwing it over his right shoulder, walked out of the castle. There was a carriage already there waiting for him, and he jumped in.

"Did you get her?" Roberta asked.

"Don't you worry your pretty little head," he said with a cruel smile. He patted the sack next to him. "She's all taken care of."

"Excellent," smiled Roberta.

"She says they went shopping," he said.

"Perfect," smiled Roberta. She looked down at the paper in her hands. On it, there was a picture of Lenora, smiling brightly and waving. It was a poster. She had spent the better part of the day spreading hundreds of them around. "Hide the child. Make sure she gets everything she wants. We don't want her wondering off and spoiling our plan."

"Do you think it'll work?" the man asked. He had been worried that it might not work.

"It has to," Roberta replied as she wrapped a shawl around her shoulders. "After all, who could resist-," she put on an innocent face "-a poor mother who is missing her precious angel daughter, and would love to see the wretched people pay dearly for what they've done?" She looked down menacingly as the man laughed. The poster read, "Missing: Lenora Marie Kingston. 50,000 Galleons Rewarded to anyone who can give information regarding her whereabouts."

"Albus Dumbledore, you are too perfect for a setup," she smiled.

Ooooooooooo

Professor Flitwick was walking through the gardens, having a marvelous chat with Professor Sprout when suddenly Severus Snape, the real Severus Snape, stumbled out of one of the rose bushes, gasping for breath.

"Oh, good heavens," gasped Pomona. She bent over Severus. "Whatever happened?" Severus looked around as he grabbed his stomach.

"Where-Where is-the Headmaster?" he asked.

"He's with Poppy, I believe," squeaked Filius. Severus grabbed the small man and pulled him close.

"You may not like me all that much, but if you have an OUNCE of loyalty for Albus, or Minerva, then you will go as fast as your stubby little legs can possibly take you and FIND ALBUS AND MINERVA and BRING THEM TO SEE ME IN MY ROOMS! RUN!" With that, he nearly threw Filius in the direction of the door. The man didn't think twice. He ran towards the Hospital Wing, willing his legs to go faster. "Pomona, please help me get to my room. And then get anyone else you can get. I'll need teachers, Order members, ANYBODY!"

"Of course, Severus," nodded Pomona as she helped him to his feet. "What happened to you?"

"I was kidnapped," he said. "I'll explain everything later. But I will tell you that I am lucky to have escaped at all." Pomona nodded once more and helped him as best she could get to his room.

Ooooooooooo

"So, you are sure of this?" asked Minerva, whose face couldn't be redder than if it were a tomato.

"Absolutely," responded Poppy with a huge smile.

"Who would have thought that it could be that simple?" Albus chuckled.

"It happened only once before," replied Poppy. "It happened to Jean Piaget himself, so that is where he came up with the theory," she explained. "You see, something very similar happened to his wife. She was hit by a spell, on accident, and she lost her memory. Well, a year went by and when she began to fell comfortable again, she shared many loving touches with her husband. Up until those small caresses, she had showed no sign of remembering anything. So every time they shared a loving touch or caress, she would remember something. So, one night, they finally shared a most passionate night together. And with each passing moment, more and more memories came to her, and by the time they were through, she remembered her entire life, right up until she had lost it." Minerva nodded and Albus smiled. Was it really that simple?

"So, now you know what must be done," finished Poppy.

"And if it doesn't work?" asked Minerva, not quite sure she was ready to do what was thought to be required.

"Well," shrugged Poppy, a small smile upon her lips. "At least you can have a bit fun." Before Minerva could respond, Filius Flitwick burst through the doors of the Hospital Wing.

"Albus!" he cried in his extremely high pitched voice. "You MUST come quickly!" He tripped over his feet and fell to the ground. It wasn't the first time it had happened when he was running for the Hospital Wing. Albus rushed over to him and picked him up.

"What is it old chap?" he asked. Filius huffed.

"It's Severus," he said, still breathing heavily. "You must-you must come to his rooms. Something is wrong! He said it's urgent! And he needs you and Minerva now! And possibly Poppy. He was hurt pretty badly." Albus nodded and he ran out, followed closely by Poppy and Minerva.

"Wait, what about meeeeeeee?" squealed Filius. Poppy ran back and levitated him with her wand.

"Oh, you," she huffed as she ran down the hall with Filius screaming as he flew behind her.

A/N2: Phew. Okay, I know that was like a whole page and a half longer than what I usually do, but it was just too much fun to do. I am so happy with this chapter. It's one of my favorites now! I'm going to keep this in my favorites file now! YAY! (Throws confetti). I love you all for reading this and I hope you will review. I look forward to hearing from all of you. Always Hopeful