Memory

Written by StrawberryGirl87

In the heat of an argument Ginny curses Harry with memory loss and makes him disappear. In Harry's absence something is happening to Ginny that is making her lose control and start turning dark. Meanwhile Harry has landed in the strangest of places with no memory of who he is. They will fight to get his memory back and help him prevent another Dark lord from rising. DRARRY. MPREG.

Chapter Three – The Nightmare

Harry was a nervous creature and especially vulnerable. Draco had established that all the basic human functions for an adult were still intact but he had no recollection of who he was, what had happened to him or in fact any of his life. The part of him that made him the famous Harry Potter was gone, as if he had been reset. Draco couldn't help but wonder if he had done this to himself, he could imagine how refreshing that would feel after everything he had suffered through. However one look at the timid, terrified creature that Harry had become told him that he could never have done this to himself voluntarily. He had a wife and three children, they were bound to be missing him.

He took Harry inside, sat him down in the kitchen and set about making tea. Draco watched Harry intently as he went about his task, despite his initial assessment on his youthful appearance, upon closer inspection Draco could see how tired and worn down this young man was.

The Daily prophet never missed an opportunity to snap pictures of the Potter family happy and smiling. On the surface they seemed to be the perfect family but Draco was beginning to doubt how truthful that was. Harry looked as if he hadn't had a decent night's sleep in months. Placing a mug of steaming hot camomile tea on the table beside his guest he then set about gathering together a bowl of warm water and a cloth to wash Harry's feet which were filthy after traipsing up from the garden barefoot.

Not a word passed between them as Draco gently and carefully washed away the dirt, an intimate act that made Draco feel a little awkward and oddly a little aroused.

"We must have been great friends" Harry said with fondness, Draco felt a heat rising in his cheeks at this assumption.

"Not exactly," He mumbled as he went to tip the dirty water down the sink.

"We were more than friends?" Harry questioned, "You are … never mind."

"I think that it's for the best you don't finish that sentence" Draco said feeling flustered and unable to look in Harry's direction. He was thirty-nine, Draco knew that he'd been interested in men for a long while now. He had married a woman to keep his parents happy and to produce an heir. Any unsavoury sexual activity was done behind closed doors and in private. As far as he knew Harry had married Ginny for love, there had never been any mention or even a small hint that he was gay or even bisexual. This Harry Potter sat in his kitchen was a complete stranger and not just because he didn't have his memory.

"Why Draco?" The question that escaped from Harry's lips were so innocent but it did something to Draco, sending an undeniable heat directly to his groin.

"You're married, to a woman, you have three children with her." Draco told him, finally turning around to face Harry, staring into deep pools of sparkling emerald.

"I don't remember any of that, all I can remember is you."

"You should get some rest, I'll show you to your room" Draco said in a desperate attempt to get some distance between him and Harry before something happened that they would both come to regret.

Harry stood up as Draco moved to go past him and the air surrounding them became charged with energy. Draco could only imagine how it would feel to fuck Harry, with this chemistry sparking so violently between them. But he couldn't do it.

HPDM

Ron and Ginny went their separate ways hoping to cover more ground apart. They decided to check all the places they knew a lot of witches and wizards accumulated, apparating from place to place. The problem became that only Ron was really looking for Harry. Ginny wasn't so sure that she wanted to find her husband. She liked her life, being married to the man who killed the Dark Lord came with a lot of perks that she wasn't prepared to give up.

She would not easily give up the name of Potter. Even if it meant that she became a widow. She was fully prepared to go as far as was necessary for her children and for herself. There was no way she was ever going to go back to being a poor Weasley living hand to mouth with barely enough money to survive.

HPDM

Draco had composed a letter to Ron and Hermione the moment that Harry had fallen asleep in his guest bedroom. He sent it off with his owl, the letter explaining that Harry was okay aside from severe memory loss and that he was safe without disclosing the exact location. He needed to tell someone and he wasn't sure that he should inform Ginny, just in case. His instincts telling him that something was very wrong there.

He wouldn't put Harry in any danger if he could help it.

Draco had just changed for bed, wearing comfy drawstring bottoms and nothing else when he heard the screaming. Rushing from his bedroom and into Harry's he found the dark haired man thrashing about wildly in his sleep, screaming and crying, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Harry" Draco called to him, throwing himself on to the bed in an attempt to stop Harry from hurting himself. It took several more shouts of his name before he awoke sobbing hysterically.

"So much death, so much pain" He said through strangled sobs.

"It was just a nightmare," Draco said soothingly, "It's over now."

Harry curled up in Draco's arms crying into his chest. Nervously he wrapped his arms around him more aware of their lack of clothing than ever. Harry smelt wonderful, his hair still holding the scent of summer fruits from his shampoo. Draco didn't think that he was going to be able to survive this, not when he wanted Harry so badly. That was the first night that the two men shared a bed together.