Harry Potter and the Vampire's Rise

by Gaarusu

This is the story of what happens when the Vampire Plague messes with Harry Potter's life. Dumbledore is a main character in this too. This same story is in the Vampire Plague section just with a different name. It's my story still, though.

6. Ch6 The Returning of a Memory

Harry Potter and the Vampire Plague

Chapter 6: The Returning of a Memory

(This is a mixture of Harry Potter and the Vampire Plague. If you havent read any of those books GET TO READING!!! There really good!!! Em anyways. Oh and I have to thank my cousin cause some of her fanfic goes into this: Read Crimson Love!!! Welp, I hope you enjoy this. P.S. For now Harry Potter will be in regular Text and Vampire Plague will be in italics.Oh and I hope you liked the last chapter. REMEMBER TO PLZ REVIEW!!!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the Vampire Plague.

Harry and Ron could not believe their ears. Hermione had just mentioned their Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher in their second year. How could he be the Ancient Translator. "Hermione! You have to be joking! Lockhart can't possibly be the translator!" Hermione shook her head. "He is Ronald. If you would read his AutoBiography of Magical Me, you would of known that was a career that he was succesful at during his young adulthood." "But he told me and Ron that he stole that stuff from people's memories!" Ron laughed. "Ha Hermione how do you explain that?" Hermione still shook her head. "Ronald, this really was true cause he demonstrated it to the crowd when we were buying his books remember?" Of course Ron didn't cause he was to busy with Malfoy. Hermione huffed. "REMONDERIS!" From the tip of her wand flew out a mist. Then mist clouded over them, then started to show something. Harry looked in suprise. It was Hermione's memory of the day. It showed Lockhart picking up Ancient Mysteries, then reading the riddle in which no one had solved. Then he solved it. Everyone clapped for him except for a group of people who seem to be Arguing. ( Harry thought it was probably him and the Malfoys.) Then slowly the mist disappeared leaving nothing but the stary night sky. "Hermione! That spell was like a pensieve. I didn't even know there was such a spell." "There's not," Hermione said firmly. "I created that spell of my own. No one besides me and you three now know about it. It's a useful spell, however, it comes with dier consequences." Everyone looked at her weirdly. "What do you mean?" Ben asked. Hermione frowned. " It allows to show memories of others once the spell is used to still the memory from them. Which means that they won't ever remember that memory. Then, however, you can use the spell to see that memory over and over again. I got the idea from Dumbledore's Pensieve. It can also show some people forgotten memories they don't really remember." Ben looked scared. So did Ron and Harry actually. "So, you mean," Ron said fastly, "that you could steal the memory of anyone and they wouldn't even know it?" Hemione nodded. "WHO DID YOU STEAL THAT MEMORY FROM?" He bellowed. Hermione almost looked like she would break down in tears. "I...I... got it from your mother, Ron!" Then she really did break down in tears. Ron, however, ran over to her and put his arm around her. "It's okay Hermione. She didn't need that memory anyways. She has plenty of Gildory Lockhart. In fact, I am glad you took it." At these words. Hermione stopped crying and slightly smiled. They finally got back up from the ground. Hermione sobbingly said, "So shall we go then?" Ron groaned. "You mean we have to go back to St. Mungo's Hospital?" Hermione shook her head. "No. He is now living with another person we know. In fact, I think she is worse than St.Mungo's and Lockhart put together. Ron tried to think real hard on who it could be. "Is it Umbridge?" Hermione laughed. "Don't be silly. Do you really think that Umbridge would be wasting her time with him? No! This is a person I hate worse than her. Someone who has something to gain from him. Harry knew who it was. The only person Hermione hated worse than Umbridge was a lieing twisting hag. "WHO IS IT?" Ron bellowed. Harry answered before Hemione could. "Ron, it's Rita Skeeter of course." Although Harry was expecting Ron to be the only one to stop, he wasn't. Ben stood still as well. "That's not good guys. Rita Skeeter!" They all looked at Ben akwardly. "How do you know Rita Skeeter Ben?" Harry asked. Ben gulped. "I saw her on the news the other day. She is wanted for the mysterious disappearance of the Prime Minsiter. It said she was in his office the night before he went missing." Ron glanced around like he was doing lately. "So what does that mean?" He said. Ben rolled his eyes. "Your dumber than you look. It means she is a Vampire!"

Rita walked slowly around the room of her office in her house. Gildory was sitting in a arm chair by her fire. "So Mr. Lockhart? Are you getting the translations done?" Her voice was much more cruel now. "Of course Mrs. Skeeter. I would do anything for such a celebrity as you. I can't wait for you to put my translations of this piece of parchment in your paper. Just can't wait!" He sounded excited. But he didn't know what was going to happen to him. "Of course Lockhart. Just hurry and finish it's almost sunrise." But that wasn't all she was thinking the rest was this "and it's almost feeding time!"