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Harry apparated in front of his door still smiling from the brief time he had spent alone with Lova. After all this time, she still looked like the Lova that Harry had met in Hogwarts. Yes, she looked older of course, but nothing else had really changed. She still had the same look in her eyes and the life in her voice when she spoke about remembering him. He would do everything in his power to try and figure out who do this and if there was any way he could help her get her memories back.

Sighing, he opened the door to his flat only to be greeted by Hermione and Ron sitting on his couch. He should have known that they would be here waiting for him. When the latch on the door clicked to indicate it was closed, Hermione was the first to speak.

"So, how was it?" Hermione asked eagerly from his couch.

"Yeah, mate. Tell us what happened." Ron added in, leaning back with his arm around Hermione.

Harry shrugged as he took off his black jacket, draping it over the back of the chair he sat down in. "Nothing really happened."

"Oh come on, Harry. Why did she ask to speak to you?" Hermione pressed.

Harry shook his head, running a hand through his hair. "She asked about us. She asked about how in love we were and then she apologized for losing her memory."

Ron chuckled a bit. "Just like Lova. Apologizing for things that she can't even control."

"I can't believe she's alive." Hermione whispered. "It's all thanks to Molly."

"What?" Ron asked, confused by the brown haired witch's statement.

"Oh I didn't tell you!" Hermione exclaimed, looking between her two friends. "It was your mother who saw her in Diagon Alley. She saw Lova by the wall in the alley with her two friends and ran over to her. She was devastated that Lova didn't remember who she was and then she immediately came to my office to tell me."

"How did you find her exactly?" Harry asked trying not to get mad that his best friend hadn't let him know that the girl he loved was still alive.

"Well," Hermione began. "Molly had said that, Jayce I think, mentioned something about them living in London so I decided that I would start there but I had no idea how to go about that. As I was walking down a street, there was a magazine stand on it with Lova's photo on the cover. I think I still have it somewhere."

Harry watched as Hermione dug around in her small bag knowing that it had that bloody charm on it so she could hide a person in there if she wanted. After a few more moments of her rummaging through it, Hermione pulled out that magazine, handing to Harry.

"I bought it immediately and it said that their band had just gotten back from tour and were playing a show here to close out their tour. I went to the show and snuck backstage to talk to her." Hermione explained.

Harry was staring at the magazine, mesmerized by the photo of Lova that was on the cover. Quickly opening it, he flipped through the pages until he found the one that was talking about the band. Alive and Reckless is what they were called and it went on to talk about how wonderful their tour in America had went and how the new lead singer was doing a great job replacing the old one. One part even said how some of the fans liked Lova better than the other one.

"You snuck in?" Ron asked flummoxed, looking at Hermione with wide eyes.

"Well, I didn't know what else to do!" Hermione defended, looking a little put off by Ron's comment. "When I went into their dressing room, I started to explain myself and that's when Jayce and Leila recognized me from the photos that Lova had taken from the wall. Jayce then started yelling, he seems to do that a lot, and Lova fainted. They took me to their place and I explained everything to them and tried to explain what I could without overwhelming her. After that, I got her to agree to come to the Ministry and that's when you two saw me."

"She's been here the whole time." Harry whispered to himself.

"Technically, mate, she's been in America for the better part of two years." Ron corrected, trying to make his friend feel better.

"She's been here, though. She's been alive and in London." Harry tossed the magazine onto the small coffee table that separated him from Ron and Hermione. "How did we miss this? How did I miss that?"

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, not exactly sure what to say in this situation. They both watched as Harry rested his elbows on his knees, putting his head in his hands. Hermione stood and walked over to stand next to Harry as she placed her hand on his shoulder.

"At least she's back, Harry. She's back and she's alive." Hermione offered, hoping that her statement would make him feel better.

"Yeah, she's here and Kingsley said that there might be a way to get her memories back." Ron added, trying to keep his voice hopeful.

Harry nodded mutely into his hands. He knew that his friends were trying to help and moments earlier; he was ecstatic that Lova was alive but now, he felt like he had failed her. He had promised her that he would always protect her and now she didn't remember anything, not even him.

"You should get some rest, Harry. It's been a long day." Hermione made her way towards the door, waiting for Ron to join her.

"Hermione's right. You should try and sleep. We'll have a long few days in front of us." Ron patted Harry's back as he passed.

Harry kept his head in his hands as he heard Hermione and Ron apparate out of his flat, and he knew that they were right but he didn't think he could get rest even if he wanted to. All he could think about was Lova and how this possibly could have happened. Sighing, Harry stood up and made his way to his bed, stripping off his clothes as he did so.

Falling onto his bed, he stared up at the ceiling as he tried to calm his racing thoughts. No matter what he did, he couldn't stop thinking about Lova and how close she's been all this time. For two years, she's been a muggle rock star here in London. Quickly sitting up, Harry turned to the clock radio that was next to his bed and started scanning through the channels. He stopped when he heard the radio DJ announce that the next song was by Lova's band and he waited for the song to begin. As soon as Lova's voice filled his room, Harry smiled. Closing his eyes, he listened to her voice lull him into sleep.

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"I thought you said that she wouldn't be found!" a voice said from the shadows.

The young red head Weasley girl flinched at the harshness of the voice. Ginny looked down at the Daily Prophet that was sitting on the table in front of her. Lova Scott was in one of the photos, the headline reading how she had come back from the dead. This wasn't supposed to happen.

"Well?" the voice demanded, snapping the small girl from her thoughts.

Ginny shook her head before finding her voice. "I didn't think she could! I put a charm on her to where she couldn't be traced but maybe since she left the country, it wore off. I don't know!"

"This is your fault." The voice had become icy and venomous. "The whole point of this was to rattle the great Harry Potter but he didn't notice his beloved was gone until after he had defeated Voldemort. You couldn't even do your job with getting him to love you either. How could I have expected you to do this right?"

"I tried!" Ginny cried out, tears springing to her eyes as she thought about all the ways she had attempted to convince Harry to forget about Lova.

"That wasn't good enough." The voice bit back. "Now, you need to find out everything that is going on here. I don't care how you do it, but it better be done. No one can know that we had a part in Lova's disappearance. Do you understand? Azkaban will be waiting for us if they find out."

Ginny nodded weakly before she stood up to leave. "I understand."

"Good. That's all." Footsteps were heard as the person Ginny was talking to left the room.

Ginny let out a shaky breath before she exited the room to return home to The Burrow. She knew that she had to figure something out. She would be held accountable for all of this if the Ministry found out what she did. She couldn't admit that the reason that she didn't try very hard with Harry was because she was guilty about this situation.

After Lova had disappeared, Ginny waited the appropriate amount of time before she let Harry know how she felt about him. Even thought he fell in love with Lova, Ginny still had feelings for him that she had buried deep in her head. They had gone on one date and the entire time, his eyes looked empty and hollow and Ginny couldn't stand the guilt of knowing that she caused that.

Once Ginny had realized what she had done, there was no turning back. She couldn't simply go and find Lova without people wondering how she did it. She certainly couldn't go and tell anyone what had happened to Lova without getting blamed for all of it. So instead of doing something, Ginny kept her mouth shut for two years about what happened.

Until now, Ginny had not thought about what would happen if someone were ever to see Lova. Now, she had to figure out how to make sure that Lova stayed out of the magical world. Otherwise, Ginny would be in serious trouble and she certainly was not going to let that little witch steal something else from her. With that thought, Ginny's guilt became smaller and smaller as she walked up to the door of the Burrow. She knew what she had to do; she just hoped that she would get away with it.

Opening the door, Ginny called out into the house. "Mum! I'm home!"

"Oh, Ginny, dear!" Molly called from the kitchen. "I have the most wonderful news to tell you! I'm sure you saw that Lova was found out to be alive and…"