Harry Potter was alone in the complete darkness.

"Is anybody there?"

Before him appeared his two best friends, Hermione or Ron.

"Best friends? We're not friends anymore Potter, remember? You chose her over us." Said the girl looking at him with disgust.

"Obviously the famous Harry Potter doesn't need pathetic friends like us, we can't offer him any more fame." said Ron with extreme nastiness.

"I don't think you are pathetic and she is my friend as much as you are."

"Repeat it, maybe it becomes true." said a voice behind him.

It was Ginny looking at him crying.

"And I was in love with you! What does she have that I don't?!" she cried angrily.

"I've never considered you that way, it wasn't my intention to deceive you..." he tried to apologize but his words seemed to fall on deaf ears.

The Weasley twins were slumped on the ground, dying.

"Look at them, to be on your side now mom kicked them out of the house. Aren't you satisfied? Isn't this what you and that viper wanted?!"

"No, I didn't want that!"

Before him appeared three men who he hoped could lend him a hand.

The man with the thick curly hair and scruffy appearance spoke.

"What a shame, my godson who hangs out with snakes. I don't think I ever want to come and live with a guy like that. What do you think Moony?"

A haggard-looking man with an unkempt mustache spoke.

"That's why I left, I didn't want to be with a guy like that."

Finally it was the square-jawed, beardless man who looked very much like Harry.

"You let me down son. James Potter's son dating potential Death Eaters...Aren't you the slightest bit ashamed?"

Harry wanted to scream, collapse on the floor and cry.

He didn't want to lose any of them, why were they treating him like this?

Just because he loved a girl from another house?

Maybe he should let go of that feeling he had towards her and make everything go back to the way it was?

"Now stop!" shouted a female voice behind him.

"How can you say something like that to your son, James? And you Moony for abandoning him like that for all these years should at least have the decency not to show up in his nightmares."

The three men disappeared at the call of the woman.

The young man turned and saw a woman with long red hair and bright green eyes.

"Mum..." Harry cried.

"My son, my best friend was a Slytherin but he never had the courage to reveal his true feelings to me for fear of those stupid prejudices between houses and the horrible company he kept. Why? Because he was afraid of being judged. I don't want that you become like him, you don't have to be afraid if you love that girl. If they are really your friends, one day they will understand your choice."

Harry didn't say anything but he ran to hug her in tears.

"Don't cry my son, everything will be fine... never be afraid of the ones you love."

Her mother disappeared and he was alone again with her fears.

In front of him the bodies of his friends and relatives were piling up and aggregating to form an abominable figure.

He must have been a man but it was impossible to recognize him because his body was reduced to an aberrated spiral.

"You made a huge mistake, my dear boy..." the monster said in an unrecognizable voice.

A wand appeared in Harry's hand.

"I'm not afraid of you!" He said pointing his wand at the monster.

"I'm sure your uncles will find the right way to punish you...Obliviate!"

A painful twinge in his scar woke Harry.

"Pansy, I have to go to her."


It was early in the morning and Blaise was in Myrtle's bathroom talking to an older ravenclaw student.

The boy in question was smoking a wooden pipe longer than most pipes with a slightly upward arched neck and a bowl kicked back towards the smoker.

"You have to understand that it's all Binns' conspiracy, that's why his lectures are so soporific." said the ravenclaw in a hoarse voice.

"I understand Roger, but I only asked if you could lend me a magazine." Blaise answered indifferently.

A girl with two huge dark circles and red eyes entered the room.

"Pansy? What happened to you, you look like you just saw a dementor." Blaise joked.

"I didn't sleep last night and...and I should talk to someone about it..." she said rubbing her right arm.

"Talk about what?"

"About Harry. There's one thing I've never told him and I'm afraid..." she sobbed.

"Pansy, you can trust me. What happened?"

The girl took courage and told everything that was troubling her and about her secret that she had never told anyone about.

After the story, Blaise was stunned into silence as she burst into tears.

"I-I'm afraid he might hate me if he finds out. I should have said that a long time ago but…"

Blaise placed his hands on the girl's shoulders.

"Pansy, you have to tell him now. It doesn't matter if he hates you or not but you have to take this burden off your chest." She told him and she hugged him in tears.


Harry was looking for her on the marauder's map.

He found her on the ground floor, near the dungeon door.

"Pansy! I need to talk to you!" He said to then notice her swollen eyes.

"Are you okay? Did something happen?" He asked worried.

"I have to talk to you too. Let's meet in half an hour in front of that tree where we sat the time you told me about the Chamber. Is that okay?" she asked trying not to point out her concern.

"I...yes, absolutely."


Harry arrived on time for the appointment.

He believed he had arrived early or even that perhaps she had preferred not to come.

But there she was, hidden behind the tree.

She was dressed differently than usual, she wore denim overalls and had a black peak with a bow above her.

There was something extremely familiar.

All too familiar.

"Maybe it's been a little too long but do you really remember me, Harry?" Pansy asked looking into his eyes.

A stab of pain struck the boy's scar, it was the same pain he had felt when he lost his memory.

But now it was different, now he remembered everything.

Even memories he thought he'd lost forever...


A little nine-year-old Harry was hiding in some bushes.

He had just escaped from Dudley and his gang. Why did they hate him so much? Harry didn't know, he didn't understand and could only stand there, scared and in pain, hoping they would never find him.

Someone was approaching the hiding place, perhaps they had found it.

"Why are you hiding?" Asked a little girl with short black hair wearing denim overalls wider than her.

"Go away, I don't want them targeting anyone else." He said sharply.

"You are in my garden. And look at you, you've created a huge bush!"

Was it his work?

"I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean..."

"Why are you apologizing? Those brutes should be apologizing to you."

"Why would they apologize to me? I-I'm different from them..."

"I'm different too, like you."

Numerous flowers magically appeared inside the bushes.

They both laughed.

Those were the best weeks Harry could have had. Pansy and her family had moved to Little Whinging to find some peace from the messy magical life. Harry tried to visit her as often as possible, trying to escape from his captors. She told him about magic and the wizarding world as they played with dolls, pretended to be a family and drank tea.

He didn't feel like a monster with her.

But every beautiful thing has an end.

A very agonizing end.

Harry sneaked over to her, but something was wrong.

The sky was a dull gray and she was waiting for him outside, her eyes completely red, she must have cried a lot.

"W-what's going on?" he asked hesitantly.

Pansy sobbed.

"Dad. They told him we absolutely had to move out of here if we didn't want to have problems..."

It was as if the world had just fallen on top of him.

"Oh Harry..."

The girl ran to hug him.

"One day I'll take you away from there and we could finally live as a family, happy. I promise..." She sobbed as she hugged him even tighter.

But after a while she let him go.

She walked inside the house and after a while there was a loud popping sound.

Harry ran to open it but the house inside was empty.

All the furniture had magically disappeared.

He came out of there sad but the worst was to come.

"You made a huge mistake, my dear boy..."

said an unrecognizable voice behind him.

He turned and saw a shapeless mass in the shape of an aberrated spiral.

"I-I..." he wanted to run away but fear paralyzed him.

"They shouldn't even have moved here but I made up for their mistake. It's hard to threaten a Slytherin but even snakes care about their family..." the voice said with extreme malice.

"D-did you send them away?" Harry asked scared.

"They weren't supposed to be here, and you weren't supposed to discover that wizarding world until I decided. When the time was right…"

The creature came perilously close to the boy.

"You'll forget everything but don't worry. I'm sure your uncles will find the right way to punish you...Obliviate!"

A white flash struck the boy, making him collapse in pain on the ground.

He woke up after a while and didn't remember anything.

Why was he there?

Why did he feel like something was missing...someone?

But above all, what was that feeling of melancholy sadness that he felt?

The young boy could not understand, he could not remember.

He returned disconsolately to Privet Drive.

Inside the house, his tormentors were waiting for him, and they were angrier than ever.

His aunt and cousin were holding him down to keep him from escaping, while his imposing uncle attacked him, beating him.

His body was severely beaten more than once and he passed out from the pain…


Harry was staring in disbelief at Pansy in front of him and she had started to cry.

"I-I'm sorry I never told you before. Wh-when I first saw you at Hogwarts and you didn't recognize me I-I thought you'd just forgotten about me..."

He was approaching her slowly.

"I-I'm sorry, I was a liar. I-I was trying to get your attention in s-stupid ways and..."

She sobbed.

Harry was now very close to her and stroked her cheek with his hand.

"You are as beautiful as the day I lost you." he said.

He closed his eyes and moved closer to her soft lips.

In that slow, longed-for kiss, Harry remembered everything.

But above all he finally remembered the person he had been desperately looking for for years without knowing it...


The two were lying on the grass, cuddled up next to each other, enjoying the beautiful blue sky.

"So when I moved in I met my friend Blaise. Until this morning he didn't even know why I was so sad the first time I met him. But now enough about me, are you sure you remember everything my love?" Pansy asked looking at him worried.

"The only thing I don't remember is who made me forget about you. It's always a vague unrecognizable shape..." he said bitterly.

"My parents never found out who the threats were coming from but I assume he was a pretty powerful wizard not to fear any kind of repercussions for what he was doing."

"Sooner or later I'll find out who did it but it went badly for him. He won't take away my happiness anymore."

He said pulling Pansy closer to him.

"I'm sorry you fought over me, you shouldn't have..." she said still worried.

"Don't worry, if they're my friends one day they'll understand. Or I'll have to make new friends, possibly not rat-faced acquaintances." He said making her laugh.

"At the end of the year you will come to my house, we have the unused room for guests. Ah and you must bring your cloak, that belongs to Mrs Potter t-no stop, stop it, you're tickling me." She laughed as he was kissing her gently on her neck.


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The old headmaster watched in disgust from his tower.

"I should have slipped you a love potion but not even that brew can do anything against true love...Enjoy your apparent happiness while you can, Potter. The greater good will triumph and you will die for me, you will sacrifice yourself for me. After all if you didn't, I wouldn't be the...

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