A/N: I'm back! Kind of. I had a really rough spot there for a while, but now my writing is back on track. :) You should all read my Pirates fanfic its gonna be good Very much inspired by the Pirates 3 soundtrack :) Also if you go to and look up you should read my stuff :) mainly the actual stories like The Journal. Hopefully I'll be adding to that sooner rather than later. Hope you enjoy this! I'll be posting a whole story maybe on this general topic!

Lost Items

She had a right to know the truth. How could I hide it from her any longer? I knew she wouldn't talk to me. It would be stupid to think that she would trust me ever again once she found out. But in this situation any other guy would have done the same. Yes, I had to tell her. She'd be heartbroken. She'd probably end up running to Harry and telling him that I'd lied to her, that I'd forced her without her even knowing it into something she didn't want to do. She had said no before, but when the accident happened, I saw a chance. A way for us to be together without all the drama from before. I thought it could be the perfect way for us to have a fresh start. It was a good idea at the time. But now I just felt guilty for it. I could hope, and pray, that she would understand.

I was going to tell her. I had to tell her. I slammed my fist down on my desk and started to get up when I saw her standing at my door way. She looked, defiant. Did she already know? Had Harry accidentally told her something? Had she overheard me or something. "Hello dear. What do you need?" I asked quietly. I loved her and I was the man in this relationship, so why was I acting so guilty?

"We need to talk. Sit." She was so commanding I had to listen to her. For the first time in our marriage, the roles were reversed. Ever since the day we said our vows, I had always been in control, she had always been the obedient loving wife. Things had been perfect. But over the last few months, it was like something changed within her. Then a thought occurred to me. What if she remembered? What if she knew everything and had just been hiding it from me? What was I going to do?

Flashback

I stood beside her bed, holding her hand and willing her to wake up. She'd been unresponsive for nearly a week. The Healers said that there might have been brain damage. I was so scared for her. A Healer walked in, that bloke from school. I wanted to glare at him, but I was too busy staring down at my Hermione to care what he was doing.

"Sir, your friend is going to be just fine. You should go home and wait until my signal that she is awake and well." He said looking up at me from her charts.

"I will not leave her here. Especially not with you here. For all I know you'll corrupt her before you even contact me." I growled at the Healer. He frowned but continued the check up on Hermione. Who was he to tell me to leave? He had no right to decide who could or could not stay with Hermione. When she woke up, she couldn't remember a thing. And I don't mean she didn't remember the last few weeks or months or even years. She didn't remember a single thing. She didn't remember her name, or how old she was. Or even who I was. She had no memory of any of it. For weeks we worked on getting her memory back. We worked on remembering things like her birthday and her name and my name. Eventually she remembered what I told her. And she listened to everything I said. After the amount of time we spent together, who wouldn't have told the lies I had told?

I had told her that we had been engaged for a few months before the accident. She believed me and married me without question. No one else knew that I had told a lie. They knew that she had denied me when I first asked her, but they never knew of a second time. So they could not deny that I had asked her. It was a perfect lie. But I was guilty of lying to my wife. And I had to right this wrong.

"I'm leaving you." Those were the words tore apart my world. For a moment I thought I had said them, that they were my words. But no, they were hers. She had said it, of her own free will. She hadn't even heard me yet, though! Could she possibly read minds? Was she a practiced Legilimens?

"What?" It was the only thing I was thinking. It was the only thing I could think of.

"I'm leaving you. I'm truly sorry, but I don't love you. I don't believe I ever truly have. I said I did, only because you said I used to. But I'm in love with someone else. I haven't cheated on you, but I do not want to be with you anymore. It has to be this way. I'll move out tonight and we'll discuss legal matters at a later date. But for now I am separating this marriage." And with a flick of her wand, our marriage was dissolved. She stood in front of me, her eyes emotionless and cold.

"What?"

"We aren't married any more. I don't remember anything from before the accident. Then I wake up and all I know is what you've told me. And what your friends tell me. I don't even know if you're telling the truth. Your friends aren't sure either. It's hard for me to believe that I would say yes to a marriage proposal from a guy like you. You may have been a wonderful guy and a great person, but you aren't what I would look for in a relationship. I don't know, maybe I've changed. But it's time for us to move on and go to our real lives instead of what they were. I'm never going to be that girl from before the accident. She doesn't exist any more. Maybe she never did exist. I don't really care which one it is, all I know is I love someone else. I love him with all my heart. And he loves me, too. I've left you for him." She said. She was turning to walk away from me, away from me forever and I hadn't done anything.

"What?" Why was that the only thing I could say? She didn't stop walking. "Hermione! Wait!" I ran out of the room and almost ran straight into her. "Hermione, I lied to you." She turned around and looked at me, her eyes confused.

"I told you that we had been engaged before the accident. We weren't. I loved you so much that I thought if you thought you loved me that much too you really would love me. I had asked you to marry me, and you had said no. When the accident happened and you couldn't remember anything, I knew it was my chance to have you as mine forever. Truth is, you never loved me. But please tell me who it is you're leaving me for?" I said, my eyes never meeting hers. It was silent for awhile, when I looked up, she was gone. She had left without another word. Had she heard my confession.

I started walking towards my study, when I saw a note on the door frame.

I hate it when people lie to me. I will never forgive you. And if you must know. The man I've left you for is my Healer from the accident.

I looked at her note, and I could feel things slipping away. She had left me for him? Of all the people, him? But could I blame her. I could see how much they liked each other, in school, at charity events. It was obvious he was the better choice than me. How sad is it that I could see that?

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