I'm sorry I'm neglecting the story. I'm very busy with school. I promise I'll finish it but I can't promise the time it'll take. It's a short chapter because it's very late right now but I'll write another one tomorrow to follow this one, it's already sort of typed out but I'm not quite content with it yet. I''l post it tomorrow. Have fun reading.

Disclaimer: I'm guessing you already know what I'm about to say but I'll say it again just to be clear. I don't own the Harry Potter universe.

He knew the woman was annoyed by him but he couldn't stop himself from asking. "When will she be back?"

"Mister Malfoy, Healer Granger has more important things to do right now. As I recall she is in a meeting so could you please, for Merlin's sake, stop asking me where she is."

"Only if you tell me when she'll be here." Draco stubbornly looked at the Healer who was fixing up the bed in his new room. His condition was improving rabidly so it wasn't necessary to keep him in the contained section. He was allowed to go out on his own once a week now, so that was something to look forward to. The downside was that he didn't have to be supervised that often anymore by healers, especially Hermione.

"Okay, your bed is done. You may go everywhere on this floor as long as you're here on meal times. Bye Mister Malfoy." The healer quickly left the room making it impossible for Draco to react.

He sat down on his bed. Every time someone passed the room he looked up. He knew he hoped it was Hermione, on her way to visit him. He had really started to like her. He had no idea if it was as a friend, or maybe more.

The past few weeks had been amazing. The best part about it was that he remembered everything. Hermione was skilled at memory spells because she had to use them with her parents after the war. She had told him all about it. She had also told him about the way he was while they were at school. It was difficult for him to understand why he would hate someone as sweet and beautiful as Hermione, but he was glad to know more about himself.

After approximately 2 hours of looking at the door Draco fell asleep.

"There you are Draco. I've been waiting for your return. Sit down please."

Mortified by the familiar voice Draco turned around to see the dark lord sitting in his living room. He knew what he had done. He was sure of it. Instead of doing what he was told Draco took out his wand and pointed it at Voldemort.

"What are you doing here." He asked, trying not to let his voice shake.

"How.. endearing. You really think you can win from me Draco?" Voldemort started laughing, although it didn't quite reach his eyes. "I thought you knew better Draco. Expelliarmus. Now sit down if you will."

Draco sat down across Voldemort. He patiently waited for him to speak while searching the room for useful objects.

"So. Should I tell you where you've been or do you want to share it yourself?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about.. My Lord." He stuttered the last part. It didn't feel right anymore.

"Oh I think you do Draco. Your dearest aunt Bellatrix just spotted you at the house. Care to explain yourself?"

"It wasn't me. She must have made a mistake."

"I think not Draco. And I think you should pay for what you've done."

Voldemort stood up and Draco's panic level reached a new high. He had no wand. Nothing to defend himself with. He was completely vulnerable.

"Don't worry Draco. I won't kill you. You are very useful to me. You won't even notice what I'll do to you."

He started casting a spell. Draco was trapped in his chair. He couldn't move. Slowly he felt the memory of the last day fade away. He tried to hold on to it but it was useless. The spell was too strong.

"Goodnight Draco." Said a familiar voice.

He tried to respond but his consciousness started fading away until all he saw was emptiness.

"Okay, so we know that the memory loss is caused by a charm, a very strong one. His memories are still in there somewhere. They are just blocked. The spell is keeping them in. I'm guessing it wasn't from our normal spell books so that's why the other treatments didn't work. This is dark magic we're dealing with. I think we'll have to look into some old books. I own and read some of them, there's a spell I'd like to discuss."

She was sitting at the top of a large table. Six people were staring at her. She had asked for reinforcements because they had so much research to do. She accio'd the books she wanted to use from her bag and stocked them on the table.

"They might be useful. We already know the spell we use so he's able to contain his memories, but there's an addition to that one."

Hermione grabbed the book and opened it at the marked page. She had done a lot of research the past few weeks. She hardly saw any of her friends except for Ginny and Draco. She started seeing him as a friend a couple of weeks ago. It had become a habit for her to stay late and talk to him.

"So instead of just blocking the effects of the spell so that the patient doesn't forget more we can now retrieve some memories too. It works like this. He remembers it from the last day he forgot to the first day of his life. The addition is that we can now retrieve from the last memory he forgot. At first we will only retrieve memories from the hospital. It'll go at the same pace as he remembers the present. If he remembers this day he will remember a day that he forgot. If he remembers an hour now, he will remember an hour he forgot. Slowly we will learn what caused the memory loss, but until then we shouldn't stop doing research. Of course it'll slowly fix itself but it will take years, seeing he forgot his entire life except for his name. There might be a better way, but for now I think this is the best way to go. I'd like you all to read a bit about the spell and practice it, I copied the book so you can all read it too."

She handed out the copies to her colleagues and stuffed it back in her bag.

"The other books you can lend, look into those too for useful material, I have a few at home so I'll be reading too. You may take the day off to start the research. I will cast the spell on the patient today to see if it works properly. Good luck, I hope we will find some useful things."

Her colleagues left the room. She couldn't help but be relieved. She was never good at being "the leader". Harry always kindly took that roll. Of course she was the brains, but leading wasn't really one of her quality's.

Hermione sat down and made a couple of notes for the next meeting. She couldn't concentrate. After she told Ron she loved him, things had gone down hill for them. She couldn't convince herself like she used to. She had tried avoided him as much as she could but he started to notice her absence. Eventually they talked about it. She tried being as honest as possible. They didn't break up but she felt it was coming close.

She stood up and walked towards Draco's room. Maybe he knew what to do about this.

Personally, i really hate this capter. I'm sorry if you guys do too. Please review though! Let me know what to change.