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Chapter Two: Finding Myself aka. The Flashback Chap!

"Hermione…" he then fainted.

As Harry fainted he practically toppled onto Hermione. She fell to the ground with a soft thud as he lay on her.

"Well that's one way to get Harry Potter on top you." Tonks teased Hermione as her and Daphne helped her up.

Hermione scowled at Tonks and brushed herself off. She didn't mean for Harry to faint. She did get a good look at his eyes though. Those emerald eyes that had looked upon her soul several times. Hermione remembered those days. When Harry was actually Harry.

She couldn't believe it. When he walked in, he seemed to be a totally different person. Here he was, dawned in military get up with a muggle weapon in his hands. He looked ready to take on the world. It was that fire in his eyes that she had missed so much.

"We need to get him to the beds in the kitchen. It looks like were going to stay here till sun rise." Tonks said. She waved her wand and Harry floated into the air.

Daphne looked at Hermione. She could tell she was a nervous wreak. After everything had happen, Hermione took it the worst. Daphne grabbed onto Hermione arm and lead her to the chairs they had set up. They both ignored the moans and groans that came outside. The zombies were another thing they needed to take care of.

"I just can't believe it. Hes here. The person who meant the most to me. Forgetting him was the worst thing that's ever happened to me." Hermione said, looking distraught.

Daphne rubbed the poor girls arm. "Its not your fault 'Mione. Dumbledore is the criminal."

Hazel met violet. The low light reflected on the girls face. Hermione knew the girl had deeply cared for her. After all they had stuck together throughout their whole ordeals. It was natural for them to be close.

"Daph, I don't know what to do. What if he never remembers? What if he forgets about all of us?"

The raven haired beauty shook her head. "He said your name 'Mione. Hes remembering. Just like how we remembered."

Hermione sat back in her chair. She remembered that night. She was grateful for whatever fate decided to make her remember.

Flashback

Hermione laid in her bed as she read her transfiguration book. She was the loner of Hogwarts. Everyone around her seemed to avoid her like the plague. Silent tears ran down her face. She couldn't take it anymore. These thoughts invaded her mind as she blacked out.

Green, emerald eyes stared back at her. She looked at this person curiously. His messy black hair fell over his forehead, the lightning shaped scar hidden. The smile on his face made her happy for some reason.

"Who are you?" she asked.

He gave a light-hearted chuckle and grabbed her hand. "Oh 'Mione, you know me. I was always your knight, protecting you. Remember when I gave you this?"

The unknown man grabbed a ring out of his pocket and handed it to her. Hermione examined the ring, she saw an engraving. She sucked in a breath as she read it, 'A promise from me to you. Forever yours, till death and beyond. Yours, Harry Potter.'

"But.. What is this?" She asked, almost afraid to ask.

The man smiled, "Its my promise ring to you. Remember 'Mione? I asked you for your hand in the forth year. When Ron abandoned me, we got closer. We did everything together after that. I remember seeing you at the ball. You were beautiful."

The man walked up to her and grabbed her hands, "I'm Harry Potter. My memory was erased after that. We were supposed to be married right now, Hermione Granger. You have to remember me. I did after all, make a promise to never forget you."

Hermione had tears in her eyes. Memories flooded her mind as he told her this. She remembered how this happened. She especially remembered the man in front of her.

"I'll be back very soon, my love. I may look different, but I know one look at you and I'll remember. I love you, 'Mione." He gave her a kiss on the cheek and faded away.

Hermione woke with a start. She had a certain headmaster to talk too.

She signed. All that managed to get her was thrown out of Hogwarts, along with Daphne. She looked at the girl beside her. Hermione never understood why Daphne had stood up for her. It wasn't coincidence that these three girls were together. All of them had some tie with Harry.

Daphne knew Hermione was remembering her "awakening" as they liked to call it. She looked towards the room that the boy had been. She knew that she shouldn't really call him a boy. The way he walked in the room was with an air full of confidence. He had really grown up from when they had first meet. That was her memory that had "awakened" her. He did save her then.

Flashback

Daphne walked the corridors with her book bag. She had just got done with her classes for the day and she didn't feel like talking to anyone. Her famous 'Ice Queen' persona at full force right now.

"Hey Greengrass!" an annoying voice yelled out. She knew who it was and kept walking.

The annoying ferret in question grabbed onto her and shoved her up against the wall. Her book bag lay on the floor, the mess rolling out into the hall.

"Now listen to me, Greengrass. You will submit to me. I know about your blood traitor family. Contemplating with Mudbloods, huh? I'll show you why you shouldn't have gone against the Dark Lord!"

Daphne struggled against him. Her arms were locked above her as Malfoy kissed up her neck. He pushed himself against her. This left no way out for her. The 'Ice Queen' broke. Tears ran down her face. She tried to scream but he covered her mouth with a kiss.

"Stupefy!" A powerful voice yelled. Malfoy fell on the ground, stunned.

Daphne looked up her rescuer. His green eyes were blazing. She had never seen him look like this. Harry Potter, her rescuer, had a look that could murder.

He looked at her and smiled. His eyes softening as he approached Daphne. Harry grabbed Daphnes book bag and handed it to her. The contacts now back to where they were supposed to be.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

Daphne wiped her tears away, her persona back. "I'm fine." she grumbled.

Harry smiled as he put his hand on her shoulder. "You look cute when you're angry."

This stunned her. She couldn't make up any words to say to him. This was a boy she had never talked to in her life yet here he was. Telling her she was cute. What kind of bloody school was this?

Daphne didn't know why a single memory was taken to awaken her rather then a projection like Hermione. She didn't question it because Tonks's was also a memory. Hermione had nearly attacked the headmaster that day in the Great Hall. Tonks had grabbed her and taken her somewhere. It was then Daphne knew what happened. She just wished Harry would wake soon.

Tonks looked at this man who had been lost. His faced was more sculpted and sharper then the Harry she remembered. Placing her hand on his chin, she felt the smoothness. He had just shaven. His hair slightly shorter, but covered his scar perfectly. Taking off some of his gear, she felt how most of his body had been toned. His under armor clinging to him as it kept him warm.

She remembered how she grew so close to the man laying on the bed. Even after that one night together it had made them become best friends. Sitting on the recliner she had transfigured, she started reminisce about him and her.

Flashback

Tonks sat up on roof of the Burrow. She became a guard to the Weasleys after Dumbledore had hired her. She didn't like the family one bit, save for Fred and George. Most of the family seemed arrogant beyond belief.

Her thoughts turned to the other resident of the house. Harry Potter was his name. She had heard all of the stories, but didn't buy into the talk. She knew what it was like to be wrongly judged. Being a metamorphamagus meant to other people that she could become whoever they said she could be. It was why she didn't keep boyfriends.

She shook from her thoughts as feet climbed over the threshold of the window. To Tonks its seemed like she wouldn't be alone with her thoughts.

"Oh, hey Tonks." Harry said, somewhat timid. "I uh, well I can come back later if you want to be alone?"

Tonks smiled at him and playfully patted the spot next to her, "I'm not one to deny the company of a handsome man."

Harry nervously chuckled as he sat next to her. They sat in complete silence for awhile before Harry snapped. He wasn't as social as some people, but even this was unbearable.

"A knut for your thoughts?" Harry asked Tonks.

"Just a knut? You better make it galleon." She winked at him and laughed as he blushed.

Chuckling he asked, "Fine fine, a galleon for your thoughts, Dora?"

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Dora? Only my father calls me that."

Harry looked out into the field and said, "A cute name for a even more beautiful girl. I also thought I'd mix it up a bit. If that's okay with you?"

Tonks actually was speechless. No one had ever called her beautiful, just to call her it. The only thing was that Harry took Tonk's silence as a bad thing and started to walk out till she called out his name.

"I'm sorry its just that no man has ever called me beautiful without having me change first."

Harry frowned, "Tonks if I asked you to do something, can you promise to not get mad?"

'Oh here it goes.' Tonks thought, 'Hes just liked the rest of them. He just wants me to change into someone I don't want be. I thought he was better then that.'

Calmly Tonks leveled her tone and said, "What is it, Harry?"

Harry shifted his weight so that he was staring at her. His eyes never wavering underneath her glare she was sending him. He knew exactly what she thought. Harry didn't need legilimency to know.

"Can you change into your true form? What you really look like, I mean?" Harry said with confidence. He sincerely wanted to know.

Tonks looked at him for a long time before changing. Her hair growing longer, turning blacker then the midnight sky. Her eyes were authentic silver. They shown brightly as she looked at him. Her body was turning slender and slightly shorter then him.

Harry didn't say anything. He got up and headed for the window. Only stopping in front of her, lifting up her chin. Harry looked into the amazingly silver eyes of Tonks. He admitted to himself that he could look into her eyes forever.

"Don't EVER let someone tell you again to change. You're perfect the way you are Tonks. Not to mention, your eyes are stunning. I like you this way." He smiled and walked back into the Burrow.

Tonks swore from then on to never change for another man. She was beautiful, this she now knew.

Tonks sighed and laid down on the mattress next to Harry. Zombies forgotten, she only had him on her mind. She so desperately wanted to shake him awake. She needed that man back into her laugh. His gentle smile had put her at ease. Tonks wanted to do everything just to having him regular again.

Harry stirred in slumber. He felt a weight next to his shoulder and knew someone was there. Opening his eyes, he saw silver staring back at him. Those beautiful silver eyes that he had seen in the memory of her. He knew then, he was back. He was Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived. He remembered almost everything. Just seeing Hermione had sent him into a whirlwind.

Harry lifted himself up as the women had his side laid stunned. Placing his hand on her cheek, he said, "Hello beautiful, Dora"

This caused Tonks to jump up and tackled him to the ground. He placed his arms around her and took in her scent. She smelled of lavender and dirt. This was probably because she had been running around killing the menacing creatures outside.

"You're back. You're really back. You remembered!" Tonks hastily whispered into his ear. She didn't notice had define Harrys arms were till now.

Harry kissed her cheek and let go of her. "Of course. I could never forget my girls. Speaking of them, where is Daphne and Hermione?"

Tonks held her hand up to her cheek. She felt a shock go through her as his lips were placed on her. Something was definitely going on between all of them. She knew though, Hermione was his and he was hers. This was going to make things complicated.

"There in the dining area. Go talk to them. I'm sure they miss you as much as I do." Tonks hugged him again and said, "Don't be surprised at what you might walk into. We all had to comfort each other in some sort of way."

Harry looked at her confusingly as she walked away. He heard her mumble something about checking the shields around the restaurant.

He grabbed his necklace out of his under armor and looked at it. The name was legible now. Underneath the "Always yours." was the distinct name of Hermione Granger. This was going to be extremely confusing.

Harry didn't know what to expect as he walked into the dining area. He looked over to the couch as he saw Hermione wrapped up in Daphne's arms. Her sobbing could be heard as Daphne tried to whisper comforting words to each other. He smiled at the scene. This didn't bother him nor did he have some sick fascination at what he was seeing. He understood.

"I'm sorry if I'm interrupting." Harry said, looking at both of them.

They were stuck. Harry figured he should of saw this. It seemed everyone around him was stunned in some sort of way. He lay stuck in his thoughts until two small petite bodies pushed into him. They were both holding on for dear life. He swung his arms around them and kissed them both on the head.

"I remember most things. I remember everything that happened between us. I know who did this to us. The only thing I can't seem to remember is how exactly I lost my memory."

Hermione looked up at him and took the ring out of her shirt. "Do you… do you remember giving this to me?"

Harry put took his hands off them. Grabbing his own momentum from his shirt. He showed Hermione and said, "Yeah I do. I also remember this. I've told you before, I made a promise to always remember you."

For once in her life, Hermione couldn't utter a word. He remembered her. He knew that he had asked her to be his wife in the future. This meant more then anything to her. She kept her feelings to herself though. They needed to talk about that when they were alone.

"Ah Daphne, I did tell you that you look cute when you're angry." Harry winked as she blushed.

"I'm not angry! I'm just.. I don't know, blank I guess you could say. This whole situation is crazy. I mean have you realized theres hundreds of the undead lurking around?"

Harry frowned, "Speaking of that."

He grabbed his M16 rifle and walked to where Tonks was. She seemed like she hadn't slept in days. Leaning his rifle against his shoulder, he grabbed her by the waist and lead her to bed.

"Sleep. I'll take care of this. You've done great work here today already."

He grabbed his gear and pulled out his silencer. It wasn't military issue, he just kept it around for high risked mission. Harry placed it on the gun and leveled his rife at the main door. No one was ever going to hurt his girls. It was hunting time. Harry, the killing machine, a born breed soldier had stayed with him.

Hoards and hoards of zombies walked down the streets of Diagon Alley. These weren't normal zombies. There eyes glowed a menacing red and they seemed stronger as the night fell. Harry dimmed the lights inside as Daphne and Hermione took refuge in the back. He steady his rifle, just waiting for the walkers to start banging against the wood.

He saw a little girl hiding behind the banisters of the buildings. Some of the walkers were heading her direction. Harry couldn't let her be torn apart by them; it wasn't in his nature.

His eyes looked down the scope, a walkers head in view. Placing his finger on the trigger, he watched as the zombies brain spilt apart. Blood evident on the wall behind him. Harry took no time as he picked off the walkers one by one around her. He felt like a madman with a gun. He was after all a national champion for shooting within the military.

Picking off the last walker, he saw the girl run into one of the wizards shop. Harry knew she was safe then and let out a breath he was holding. This girl wasn't a witch. Harry looked towards the alley he had came through and saw that normal muggles were coming in. There was no way the ministry could stop them. The walls between muggle and wizard had been broken.

Harry made a frustrated grunt. This was going to make things complicated, especially when this all ended.

'IF this all ends.' Harry thought in his head.

A blood curling scream was all he heard. Shaking out of his thoughts, Harry looked towards the location the scream came from. He couldn't believe what he saw. A women was being ripped limb from limp. They held no mercy. The walkers ate her and dug there nails inside her flesh. They grabbed any sort of body part they could. Harry couldn't take it. He made sure her head was in his line of fire and squeezed the trigger. Harry had put her out of her misery.

Getting up quickly, he ran towards were Tonks was sleeping. Harry knew if they didn't get out of there soon, they would be overrun.

"Tonks!" Harry harshly whispered as he tried shaking her awake.

"Wha? Whats wrong, Harry?" Tonks asked as she looked up him.

Harry helped her up to her feet as he said, "We need to get out of here now. Is there anywhere we can go?"

Tonks scrambled through possible places they could go. The only one she could think of is the place all of them had avoided like the plague.

"Hogwarts." She said, searching his eyes.

Harrys faced remained emotionless and nodded his head. Harry walked out so he could tell the other girls.

'You've changed so much, Harry.' Tonks thought as he watched him walk out.

Harry dropped down to a knee and looked at both girls in the eye. They could both tell that something serious was going to happen.

"We're going to Hogwarts. Right now, it's the safest place to go. I will protect you girls no matter what." Harrys facial expression darkened, "Leave Dumbledore to me. The mans an old fool and needs to be dealt with."

Daphne and Hermione both remained silent. Both were smart enough to know that Hogwarts was going to become a place of refuge. They also had there own confrontations to settle.

The four of them stood in the middle of the kitchen area with there supplies. Looking around at each other, they all took a deep breath.

"You know how to apparate right?" Tonks said, looking at Hermione and Daphne. Both nodded. "Alright, apparate just outside of Hogsmeade. Wands at ready."

Harry looked at Tonks. "I'll side along with you since you have the most experience."

He grabbed onto Tonks's arm and the four of them were whisked away. They didn't know what they would find or who would be there. All they knew is that they had each other.

Hogwarts was soon going to be filled with chaos at the return of their precious, Boy-Who-Lived.

A/N: Hello all! I have decided to keep this a Harry/Hermione paring. I might play around with the idea of a Tonks/Daphne paring. Just depends how I work things out. The zombies have taken a background role right now, but I'm saving the good stuff for later. Constructive criticism please! You do have to understand that this is my first story ever so be gentle. Till next time, PopePatine is out.