A/N- Glad i could finish this in time for the "Daily Update" :) its 11:02 at night, and i almost missed it

Chapter Four- Remembering an Enemy

Classes the next morning didn't start out too well… The first class I had, was 'Charms' class. The professor was a very, VERY short man named "Professor Flitwick" who decided that it would be a good idea to 'review past material' for the first couple weeks. I thought it was a brilliant. Maybe I could just re-learn everything that I had lost a few months ago.

Not such a good idea after all.

The first charm we did that day was making something float. I thought that I had that one aced, but as soon as he said to do it, my feather was the only one not to go in the air. I ignored the sniggers from the Slytherin's we shared class with.

"What's a' matter with the Mudblood?" A girl with a pig like face asked another.

"The magic probably just ran out of her filthy blood." A blonde boy laughed

I looked at the other Gryffindor's and they all had clenched fists, and were glaring at the girl with a look of such hatred, it made me look away.

"Fred? What's a Mudblood?" I looked to the twin on my right.

"It's scary how you do that Hermione. And it's nothing, just a rude comment." He said sadly.

At the end of the day, I was sitting in the common room. Ron, Lavender (Ron's girlfriend), Harry, and Ginny were sitting in the corner, playing a game where the cards explode. Fred and George had snuck in one of their friends from a secret passageway or something like that. His name is Lee.

I don't know what happened, but I soon found myself in a different room then I had been a moment ago. I had just been sitting on the couch, I blinked, and when I opened them I was in a room I had never seen! Well, I might have seen it before, but no need explaining that again.

The room was filled with dummy's, with X's on their chests, and books. I looked closer and saw that all of them were spell books.

A loud voice took my attention, when I turned around I saw Harry talking to about twenty or so other young people, he looked a few years younger actually…

I got a closer look at the people, and I noticed something that made my blood run cold.

I saw a girl, about fifteen, standing in the crowd next to Ron.

The girl was me.

I was utterly confused. How could I be seeing myself? And why did it seem that no one could see me?

Something clicked in my brain. I HAD been in this room before, I couldn't name it at that moment, or why I was in there, but I knew I had been there.

Harry was going on about some spell. "Expecto Patronum" I think it was, and he demonstrated the spell, and a large stag shot out of his wand, making me jump.

"Now everyone try" Harry said, and everyone tried, and all of them succeeded after a long while.

After everyone had finally got it, I heard a banging on the door. Everyone turned to look, all of them scared.

The wall with the door blew up, making everyone scream, and a old woman in a pink outfit walked in, with an evil grin on her face, she looked up, then back down, and said "Dumbledores Army huh? Pitty."

Then I was suddenly back to where I started.

I opened my eyes again, and it was like nothing had changed. Everyone was still where they were, as if I had never gone anywhere.

"Harry!" I called, and he unwillingly pulled himself away from his girlfriend, and friends,

"Yea?" He said as he walked over.

"Who was the woman in pink?" I asked, and everyone was silent.

"Woman in pink?" He said, his eyes widening

"yes! She barged into a room once while we learned a spell from you."

Everyone was silent, as they all remembered that day. Fred was the only one to notice something strange.

"Hermione." He stated, and I looked at him

"Hm?"

"Your memory, I think it's coming back!" He shouted, and ran over to give me a hug. "That happened in your 5th year!" He looked thrilled as he stood up on a table and yelled "OI EVERYONE! SHE REMEMBERS UMBRIDGE!"

"Don't we all?" Ron asked, obviously confused.

"Don't you get it, you git!" Ginny smiled. "She REMEMBERS her. She's getting her memory back!"

Everyone was smiling, and happy. I heard Harry joke to someone.

"The girl gets one memory of her life, and its umbitch" I laughed my arse off at his play of words, and he smiled too, he hadn't realized I could hear him.

I couldn't stop smiling, because of what Harry said, and because of something else.

I was getting better.

A/N- four chapters in so far :) (Don't worry about how there hasn't been any romance yet, I'm not lying when i say its gonna be in here :) )

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