1A/N: Hello all you fanfic readers! I'm super proud to say that I have conned my muse into letting me write a little chapter to get all you rabid readers off my back. Well I'm happy to have you back for the fifth chapter of Forgotten and I hope you continue to read all the later posted chappies. Okay so now what did I need to do... Oh yeah.

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling so logically you realize that I don't own Harry Potter. Nor do I own his wonderful universe.

The Forgotten

Chapter five...

I awoke to find Malfoy kneeling beside me, wand poised and pointed at my chest. I screamed and scooted myself backwards against the cold hard ground. "Get away from me Malfoy." I reached into my robes and grabbed my own wand and pointed it at his chest, though he had already lowered his. He put his wand on the ground and his hand reached toward me. I scooted back even farther against a wall and I soon found myself in a sitting position. It was hard to breath my breath was coming out in short gasps.

"Hermione? I'm sorry about the fight we had. You can go and get your memories back. I'm fine with that." He said withdrawing his hand, a hurt look on his face.

What was he talking about? I had no idea. Maybe his wand backfired on him when he tried to hex me or something. "Malfoy?" Another hurt look in his eye. "Urm...I mean Draco. I think you need to make a little trip to the hospital wing. Okay? Look I will show you the way." I grabbed his arm gently and started to stand. He jerked his arm back.

"What are you playing at Hermione? I'm fine. You're the one that needs to go to the hospital wing. Blaise...he hexed you." I was trying to think, who was Blaise. I think he is one of the Slytherin guys in my year. "Or something. I found him in the closet with you and you were knocked out." He nodded his head in the direction of a lump on the ground. "I already took care of him though." He smirked. "I really don't know what he was thinking, messing with you."

"Maybe he hexed you Malfoy because I really don't think your brain is working. And what are we going to do about him? I guess we can't just leave him here." I sighed and cast a charm so that Blaise's brusied body floated next to me. "Look lets just go to the hospital wing and get this all figured out." He looked confused but nodded his head in agreement anyway. We walked down the halls in near silence. Only the shuffling of feet against the ground, our breathing, and Blaise's slight moans could be heard.

We reached the double doors of the hospital wing and walked in. I went straight to Madam Pomfrey's office and knocked curtly on the door. In a few seconds it swung open. "Ahhh...good evening Miss Granger. What can I help you with tonight?"

"Good evening to you too. Malfoy here, has something wrong with him. I think he has been hexed or something. Then there is Blaise I think the two got into a duel or somethng.But now that they are both here and you can treat them I really have to be going. I have to get to Gryffindor common rooms before curfew." Madam Pomfrey eyed me strangely, which made me a tad bit nervous and I started to ramble. "Oh and I have to finish that Charm's essay that is due next week. So I really ought to be going now. Good bye Madam." I had turned to hurry and leave but she caught my shoulder.

"Miss Granger you're not in Gryffindor. You're in Slytherin." It was then my turn to look at her oddly.

"No, Madam Pomfrey, I'm in Gryffindor." I pulled at the badge at my chest, as proof. But she merely stared. Malfoy then walked toward me and grabbed my hand the was holding the badge and shifted it into my view.

"No, Hermione, you are in Slytherin." I looked down at the badge that held the shape of a snake against a green background. The world around me went fuzy and started to tilt on its side. I felt my hold on consciousness slowly slip from my grasp.

I awoke in a stark white room. The sheets on bed underneath me stuck to my skin which was slick with perspiration. I distantly noticed the strong smell of antiseptic that dominated my tiny curtained 'room'. A hospital, I realized was where I was. I pulled my hair up so that my neck could feel the cool air against it, and sat up in my bed. It was then that I noticed Malfoy with a chair pulled up next to my bed. His head laying against the sheets of my bed, asleep. I smiled to myself a little. Even if I knew him to be the tormenter of my life at Hogwarts, I also recognized his angel like appearance. My hand glided over his head, feeling the baby fine blonde hair that lay there. I noticed his face twitch a bit and I pulled back my hand before his eyes opened. He sat up and stretched a bit before he realized I was awake. A smile crossed his face, and I had to hide my astonishment. It was not his trademark smirk, but a real smile, and I couldn't help but smile back. "Hermione. I'm glad you decided to wake from you 'little' nap. I was beginning to worry." He leaned toward me like he was going to kiss me and I slid back quickly. He noticed my withdraw and quickly I saw hurt pass through his eyes.

"Oh. I forgot. Excuse me Hermione." He lifted his long lean body out of the chair and stood there for a second. "I guess I'll go get the healers and tell them you woke up." He turned and made his way toward the door.

"Malfoy?" I asked lightly, my curious side getting the better of me.

"Yes?" His head turned back to face me.

"Why did you stay with me while I was asleep?"

He smirked a little. "That is easy. I stayed because I love you." He then walked out the door. Leaving me stunned and with more questions on my mind. But I wasn't alone long to contemplate the new found information because to healers quickly walked in. There was both a male and a female healer and they both wore long white robes with short sleeves that buttoned at the cuff.

"Well hello again Miss Granger. I didn't think I would be seeing you until our appointment. But from what I heard from your school medic you have gained back you memories on your own. Well congratulations! Very good news that is." He began to look through the papers on his clip board and before I could speak the women healer started talking.

"You are very lucky indeed, Miss Granger. You see while we had hoped the test that we were going to try on you would work, it only works in about two percent of amnesia victims. But we thought that it would be worth a try. Now there is no need!" I let them smile at me for a second before I found my voice.

"What are you talking about?"

The woman's mouth dropped open and the man quickly looked up from his clip board. He then he looked at the woman. "Didn't Pomfrey say that the girl remembered things? It sounds like she forgot more."

"What are you talking about?" I asked once again, "I never forgot anything."

The male healer looked a little hopeful. "Tell me what is the last thing you remember?"

I thought for a second. "Well I know that I was taking Malfoy to see Madam Pomfrey because he was acting strangely. Then they both tried to tell me that I wasn't in Gryffindor but Slytherin." I gave a snort. "But before that I woke up to Malfoy's wand pointed at me. Ummm..." I thought back more. "Oh! The fight. There were Death Eaters in Hogsmeade. Harry, Ron, and I were all dueling when I notice a Death Eater sneak toward Celia. She can sometimes be a little blind to her surrounding. So when I saw the Death Eater raise his wand I jumped in front of her and a purple beam of light hit my shoulder. Everything went dark after that. How did Malfoy get me into the castle and why didn't he take me to the hospital wing?"

"Well. First before you I answer your questions I want to introduce you. My names Evan and this is Jessica. We have been working on you case now for a little over three months. After the battle. You were brought here. We could find nothing wrong with you physically but when you awoke you didn't have any memories. Well at least no personal memories. You knew facts but that was it." I sat there for a few seconds letting it all soak in. I forgot my past then I forgot the time when I forgot my past? It all made no sense. What was Malfoy doing sitting by my bedside? Where were Harry and Ron? And what the hell did I do during the last three months that turned my whole life upside down and put my in Slytherin House? It all became to much and once again my vision started to swim. I started to get tunnel vision and my last conscious thought was, 'and what the hell is with this fainting?'

A/N: Okay you guys know the drill by now. You read. Now you review. My muse bob is a very fickle kind of muse. He comes and goes but I know for a fact reviews (and cookies!) can sometimes be used to entice him out of the hole in which he lives. And plus I love to read reviews! So don't disappoint.

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Patia