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 Five – The Deal

Draco and Harry lay spent and exhausted after hours of vigorous love making. They were covered in sweat and cum, breathing heavily but both content and happy. Only one word could sum up how Harry was feeling, "Wow," He said.

"I know," Draco returned smiling. He had had plenty of sex with both men and women in the past but nothing as mind blowing as that. Harry was wasted on Ginny, he was certain that he would never be able to survive whatever this was with Harry. He wanted to fight it but he wasn't sure he could. This new Harry with no memory was making him fall head over heels in love and there didn't seem anything that he could do to put the brakes on the feelings building inside of him.

It was an undeniable fact that as they lay together, with Harry drawing lazy patterns with his finger cross the skin of his lover that there was something more than sex and friendship between them.

Their perfect bubble of blissful contentment shattered only when Draco's magnificent tawny owl fluttered in. She carried a letter addressed to Draco in her beak. He instantly knew who it would be from.

"I should read that," He said regretfully but Harry tightened his grip, shaking his head. "I have to, it's about you love." Draco had startled himself by using such a cute pet name, Harry however was only smiling at him.

"Whatever it says it doesn't matter, I want to stay here with you."

"It won't work Harry, you have a wife and children. I don't want this to end any more than you do but it has to," He said, his tone fully of regret. How could he be so foolish to allow himself to become so attached to someone that could never be his? He sat up, swinging his legs out of bed, his back to Harry as he pulled on his pyjama bottoms, a wave of depression setting in as he reached for the letter. Perching himself back on the bed to read it.

Harry, refusing to be ignored or so easily dismissed, curled his naked body around Draco who sat on the edge of the bed adamantly scanning the contents of the letter trying to focus on what it said, determinedly ignoring the naked man to his back.

Draco,

I am pleased to hear that Harry is okay aside from his memory loss. I am satisfied that no harm will come to him while he is with you. I believe you are right in regards to Ginny, something is amiss with her and I ask you to keep him safe a while longer so that Ron and I can figure out what is wrong. Also I must disclose to you that Harry has been having nightmares again and his scar has also been bothering him. It could mean nothing but it also could mean that something is coming, something bad like before. For this we need Harry back at full strength again. I have included with this letter instructions and a list of ingredients for a potion of my own design that will help to restore his memory. I will be in contact with you again soon. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for the aid you are giving him and all of us.

Hermione Weasley.

True to her word she had included detailed instructions on how to make the potion she had mentioned. In his hands he held Harry's cure but a fear washed over him. This cure could very well take Harry away from him forever.

HPDM

"Ginny's asleep," Ron said, "I don't know how or why she managed to get so drunk."

Hermione sighed, "I don't think she really wants to find Harry. She doesn't want a divorce, she'll fight to stay married to Harry, whatever it takes. James overheard the argument last night and he came to talk to me about it. That poor boy, he knows too much for how young he is, just like his father was."

"You're right about Ginny, there is something very different about her. I almost don't recognize her. I just wish we knew where Harry was."

"I know where he is but I think for the moment he's safer where he is until we can get his memory back and then we can work out what's wrong with Ginny. Also we can't let him see the children while he doesn't remember them."

"Where are the children?" Ron asked, noting the quite of the house that was so uncharacteristic with five children occupying the place.

"I gave them some muggle money and told them to go to the cinema and for pizza. James took his wand just in case of emergencies but I made sure the others left theirs behind." Ron nodded, relieved that they had had time and space to think about what to do next.

HPDM

The potion had been simple enough to make and Draco had had all the ingredients to hand. By that evening he held it in his hand, a vial of lavender liquid that would restore Harry's memories to him.

Harry had spent the day watching Draco work, unaware of what he was trying to accomplish but aware of the pain that seemed to be etched upon his face as he worked. He admired the nimble fingers that had pleasured him only hours before that now worked so tirelessly at their task.

Draco had used every ounce of restraint that he had not to drag Harry back to the bedroom every time he got the glazed look on his face that meant he was thinking about sex.

"Harry love" Draco said breaking him from his musings.

"Yes," Harry responded giving him a seductive look with twinkling emerald orbs that made the blonde almost lose the breath in his body.

"I have the potion to restore your memories," Draco said softly and regretfully.

Harry shook his head, "I'm not drinking that" He said with utter determination. "I've seen the nightmares and I've seen that mark on your arm. Whatever I was before this happened I don't want to go back. This damn scar on my head is burning and that potion you're holding will unlock all the confusion and the mess of my life. Why can't everything just stay simple and easy here with you?" Harry asked, pleading with Draco, silently asking him not to make him drink it. Draco could hear the pain and desperation in his voice and it almost broke him. Almost.

"How about we make a deal," Draco began slowly, "We'll spend tonight together, just the two of us but at the stroke of midnight you drink the potion and we'll stay together until you start remembering. If you still want me when you remember then I'll be here, I can promise you that."

Harry considered what Draco had proposed and finally he nodded, agreeing to the plan.