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 Eleven – The Conclusion

The house elves were more than willing to help the famous Harry Potter. Even if Draco hadn't offered their freedom in return. However with the temptation of escape from Malfoy Manor dangling over them it guaranteed their loyalty.

A single female elf ventured up into the house and took longer than expected to return. All they had asked of her was to find out how many people were in the house so they knew what to expect and she came back a quivering wreck.

"Did you find out?" Harry asked the scared elf gently, not wanting to upset her further.

She nodded, "Not wanting to upset you Harry Potter, sir, but there is one witch, three wizards including Master Malfoy and there is a boy Mr Harry Potter, sir, and he looks like you." She squeezed, "They be calling him James sir."

HPDM

"Hermione," Hannah called out, frantic in panic. The timid creature suited her life as the wife of Neville Longbottom. She very clearly didn't want to be here, it was Neville who was the brave one and would never let Harry down in his time of need.

"What is it Hannah?" Hermione asked the Hufflepuff who had opted to remain behind with Minerva, who was getting far too old for battles, and take care of the children. This was a route that Hermione thought of as cowardly when everyone else, her husband included went off to battle.

"Harry's eldest boy, James, he's gone," She said breathlessly and Hermione's eyes became wide with panic.

"Get his brother, Albus, quickly," She demanded.

It took less than five minutes to have the trembling thirteen year old boy before them almost in tears as he was confronted by his Aunt.

"Do you know where he went?" Hermione asked trying to keep her voice soft and calm but the worry and impatience leaked through regardless.

"He left," Albus whimpered, "When Headmistress McGonagall said where dad had gone. He asked me to cover for him."

Hermione felt her heart restrict painfully in her chest. Turning to Hannah she said; "Take him back to Gryffindor tower and keep them all there. We have to go right now," She said with determination.

HPDM

Harry had wanted to run to his eldest son and save him but Draco had stopped him, convincing him that any rash moves from them could easily get James killed. So Harry paced restlessly trying to work out a plan.

"Come on," Draco said taking Harry by the hand, "We're going to get him back. He'll be alright."

"You don't know that," Harry snapped in a rage, more angry at himself than at Draco.

"Yes I do," Draco insisted.

"How?" Harry demanded.

"I know because he's your son, head strong, stubborn and a survivor."

HPDM

"Where's your father boy," The woman asked, James refused to acknowledge her as his mother, there was no trace of her anywhere in this woman. She had bound his hands above his head, levitating him in mid-air, trapped.

"Go to hell," He bit out in defiant bravery. She brandished her wand at the teenager who showed no fear as she silently threatened him.

Then she smiled smugly at him, "You came here alone," She sneered hatefully, "Did you want to save your mummy all by yourself and be the hero, just like your father? Let me tell you something brat, your father killed one of the most legendary wizards of all time. You are a pathetic imitation of him boy. Though I suppose you will serve your won't leave his eldest son to be tortured to death. Until he comes to your rescue and his demise I shall have my fun with you little Potter." Then she got close to him, her lips next to his ear as she whispered, "It's been decades since I tortured someone so let me know if this hurts."

Ginny traced her wand down the cheek of the teen smiling at him wickedly, muttering the word "Crucio," and rejoicing at the scream that followed. Lucius, feeling sick to his stomach had to look away, unable to watch as she tortured the child.

HPDM

When the scream rang out through the walls of Malfoy Manor Harry and Draco were running to his aid, wands out and determined. Hermione, with her small army that were all faithful to Harry charging the front entrance of the Malfoy estate every one of them ready for battle.

Draco went straight for the boy and found his father beside him lending a hand. The two shared a brief glance and a nod. Harry was the first to confront Ginny who looked so different from the woman he knew. Her long auburn hair pulled back in a harsh pony tail, she wore all black and an evil sneer that didn't suit her.

"Husband dear," She greeted him sarcastically. "Our son has no stomach for the cruciatus curse. We should have killed him when he was born, such a weak child."

"You aren't my wife," Harry retorted, holding his wand to her, preparing to fight. She only smiled at him, brandishing her own wand at Harry.

"How right you are, but this body is a comfortable fit. You must know that you can't hurt me without killing my gracious host. But I can see that it isn't Ginny who has your heart after all. Who would have thought that the famous Harry Potter would fall in love with a deatheater," She said mockingly.

In a fraction of a second several things happened in quick succession. Ginny's wand switched its focus to Draco, a flash of green light erupting from the tip. Hermione and the small army burst through the doors and all of them bore witness as Harry Potter stepped between Draco and the killing curse.

Draco who had been coming to his lovers aid after ensuring that Lucius had safely lead James away from the fight screamed at Harry as the curse hit him squarely in the chest.

Harry fell and the sound of Ginny's cackling laughter filled the room. No one dared to fire a spell or curse at her for fear of harming Ginny or killing her. Hermione held the potion they needed in her pocket but it had to be drunk and she didn't see that happening any time soon. Ginny was all too aware that she held the upper hand.

It was then that something she did not expect happened. Harry Potter who she thought she had killed stood up, helped by Draco whose tear streaked face gave away how shocked he was to see his lover survive the killing curse for the third time. He was unsteady on his feet but very much alive. He store down at Ginny shaking his head.

"That won't work, Voldemort couldn't kill me with it and neither can you." He said, his voice unsteady as he gripped at Draco for support.

"Never mind," She said, her voice dripping with rage. "I have other ways to take your life Harry Potter. I'll be seeing you again real soon." The issued threat rang in the ears of all of those that stood close by. Whoever this was they weren't finished.

Everyone stood back in shock as a dark cloud poured out of Ginny and she fainted. No one rushed forward to help her and she fell to the marble floor with a resounding crash.

"There were two other wizards, find them but leave Lucius Malfoy, he's an ally." Harry called out and his friends that had rushed to his aid fanned out to do Harry's bidding. Draco looked at Harry in shock, finding it hard to process what had just happened. Harry had taken a killing curse for him. "Later" Harry whispered to him placing a gentle kiss upon his lips before rushing to where James sat with Lucius Malfoy protecting him.

James fell into the arms of his father sobbing. "I'm so sorry dad," He said, Harry said nothing, he just held his son in his arms, cradling him as if he were years younger.