Angel nodded and dipped her head into the pensieve; her memory faded into view as she saw herself walking around the Black Lake just minutes before she got attacked by Dolohov.

With the intense moment in the pit of his stomach, Harry munched another Bertie Bott in dramatic slow-motion, as he took his first bite; he made a face as though he had just eaten the foulest thing known to man.

"Are you coming too, Harry?" Dumbledore asked, "or are you quite happy eating tree sap?" he asked Harry, his eyes twinkling as a cheeky smile formed across his face.

Harry almost burst out laughing, swallowed the bean, which was, indeed tree sap. He closed his eyes tightly shut to block out the taste. "Oh I will come if you want me to; I mean, I am curious and all but... no. I will come; I don't think I like trees- they're charming and good-climbing and all... but not my ideal food." he said casually and dipped his head into the pensieve after Angel and watched as the memory her, walked around the Black Lake.

Dumbledore chuckled to himself and dipped his head into the pensieve and also watched Angel walk around the Black Lake.

They watched as the memory Angel walked around the Black Lake, looking around, waiting for someone called Jessica, apparently one of her friends; they watched as she sat down for a couple of minutes, watching the lake flow, apparently feeling watched, she turns around after hearing a voice. The three of them found themselves in Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore hurried over to his desk after returning the memory of the last event recalled, to Angel. "It appears, Angel. You have been obliviated. Not to worry though, as I said... being me, has advantage." He said and winked.

Angel chuckled, "Okay." she smiled.

Harry looked at Dumbledore, no longer chewing into Bertie Botts. 'This ought to be interesting...' he smiled weakly at Angel, deeply hoping the problem could be fixed... he knew Dumbledore could but was sceptical as to how. Still he knew Dumbledore had mysterious ways.

Angel smiled with full knowledge that Dumbledore could fix the problem.

"Obliviation can't be restored unless the obliviator, themselves restores it; however. I can, in fact tell you of how you came to be in this state of confusion." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes. "Harry, here, found you of course and ran straight to me. Fifty points to Gryffindor for quick-thinking." he said and winked at Harry. "Alas, let us get to the point. Angel. I believe you were in battle with none other than Dolohov- Joseph Dolohov. Does any of this ring a bell?"

"Thanks sir!" Harry beamed and listened to the recount. 'You really sound like a stalker right now, sir.' he thought and conjured a bell from mid-air, rang it at the perfect time.

Angel flinched at the mention of Dolohov and nodded, "sounds familiar."

"Thank you, Harry. That bell could come in handy." Dumbledore said and winked at him. He turned to Angel looking rather amused and interested, "It does now, does it? Do you remember any part of the battle you had with him? Being knocked out with a spell or anything?" he asked, sounding rather curious. 'Don't give it all away; one who thinks for themselves will remember a whole lot more than one who doesn't.' he reminded himself.

Angel thought for a moment and frowned, "I remember! He... um... Crucio'd me..."

"Indeed? Is there anything else? No word of obliviated or anything like that?"

Harry raised the bell and prepared it for ringing, deep down wanting to find Dolohov and kill him.

Angel thought for a moment, "He... choked me and threw me against the wall..." she said and frowned. "That's it. I blacked out."

Dumbledore's eyes lit up at hearing this; instead of being solemn about it, he looked rather happy. "Yes! Yes! What else?" he asked eagerly. 'We must not focus on the past, but what's happening now.' he thought, for she was starting to remember things; therefore these things were really happening now.

"Angel got choked! Whoo-hoo! Let's celebrate!" Harry cheered cheekily; he knew why Dumbledore was happy but he wanted to find Dolohov and strangle him. 'Finally she's remembering things!' he said in his mind.

Angel blinked as she tried to remember more, "The duel... was pretty dramatic." she begun, "I remember something came over me... my anger, I think..." she paused, her brow furrowed as she tried to remember more. She looked down at her hands, fidgeting slightly, "And I blew up a tree that was right behind him; it crushed him but he didn't stop..."

Dumbledore's full attention had been caught; he ignored Harry's comment to listen more to Angel, "Well a tree sounds more appropriate than anyone else." Dumbledore said, "Go on."

Harry burst out laughing, "You blew up a tree!" he mused.

Angel looked at Harry and chuckled, she gazed at Dumbledore and smiled, her attention then found its way to a portrait on his wall as she tried to remember more, "He... used the Sectumpsempra spell on me countless times." she said and looked at her arms and legs, tracing over the scars. "It seemed like he wanted to kill me... but decided to take my memory instead."

Dumbledore frowned slightly, though his eyes twinkled, "he was the one who obliviated you, obviously. Of course attempting to kill you... the question is why such action would be necessary?" he looked at Harry, his eyes serious but a small chuckle told him otherwise.

Angel frowned, "I know him... he grew up with me at the orphanage in America... he hates me... don't know why though... he said something about me being a threat... and I should join him, but I said no... And that's when he cracked." she said, through pauses as she continued to fidget, looking at the floor each time.

"Death eaters gaining followers again..." Dumbledore muttered in thought, "Very courageous of you to stand up to him like that; fifty points to Gryffindor!" he declared happily. "Perhaps it would be wise to keep a close watch from now on- any suspicious behaviour, I trust you will report to me; we don't want another time like..." he paused and looked at Harry. Harry nodded, knowing what he was talking about. Dumbledore smiled and looked back at Angel, "Do you remember any of the surroundings?" Dumbledore asked, 'we have memory coming back... how much of it though...?' he asked himself.

Angel nodded, "we were outside... near the Black Lake... Nobody was around; looked almost deserted."

Dumbledore fell silent for a moment, deep in thought, "How many attackers were there?"

Harry looked at Dumbledore and Angel and swallowed. "They= they've gone now, though... right? I mean; if they haven't... then... I want to fight!" Harry said suddenly.

"Just him..." Angel said.

Dumbledore nodded at Harry, "But we must not seek danger, Harry." Something about his stare told Harry that he would, indeed need to battle; something told Harry that there would be another battle and he ought to be prepared because it could happen at any time. "I understand you wanting to fight, Harry, but caution is very well needed." Dumbledore looked at Angel and nodded, "Is there anything else you remember or wish to tell me?" he asked, 'they should be heading to class soon...'

Angel frowned again, in thought; her attention fully on Dumbledore, "no sir. That's all."

"Very well then." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling, "it would seem your memory has returned!" he said happily. "Don't worry yourself over these attacks but I do recommend caution. I trust you both keep eachother out of danger?" he looked at Harry and winked, 'mischief, on the other hand...'

Angel laughed, "thank you, professor."

'Class... pfft.' Harry said to himself. It was obvious to Dumbledore that Harry didn't want to leave so soon; he popped another Bertie Bott in his mouth, "but professor. They won't attack again, will they?" he said, half hopeful.

Angel looked at Dumbledore; apparently she too had been waiting for this answer.

"I do not think they will attack again..." Dumbledore said, however Harry could see he too was being hopeful, "but I do not recommend caution for the sake of it, Harry. Caution is needed in times like these for one does not know what could happen in the future unless they had the gift of Trelawney... now off to class! Both of you! Chop, chop!" he said, clapping his hands twice apparently to make them get a move on. "Oh and Harry... please do stop by sometime." he said, smiling at Harry, "I would like to see how you're going with your classes."
Harry knew there was more to it than classes; whatever job Dumbledore had for him this time; he was ready.

Angel chuckled and stood up as Harry muttered something under his breath about not wanting to go to class, "I will, professor." he said, grinning at Dumbledore. "It was good to see you again too, by the way."

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