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A Life Lost

Chapter 1: Strangers

Harry P.O.V.

"Hurry up Harry we've got 'em now!" Ron ran through the woods dodging the branches and ditches. I was right on his tail along with the rest of our team. We were tracking some Deatheaters, through Hogwarts, that always manage to slip from our grasps. I could see them running with Bellatrix Lestrange in the lead. Just as we thought they had no where to hide, they disappeared!

"Ron, where'd they go? I thought you couldn't apparate within Hogwarts gates?"

"I dunno Harry, but keep a sharp eye out? It's probably a trap." We heard something movement all around us.

"Split up, but keep alert and look out for one another." I bellowed to the rest of the group. I was looking around when I noticed a faint light. It was purple and floating near a tree. I looked back to see where the rest of the team was and noticed that Ron and Remus were not too far off, so I decided to go and investigate the light.

"MEMORIAM EXIEME!"

"What!" I sat upright in my bed, with a bloody headache mind you, and a cold sweat. "What in the name of fucking Voldemort happened to me?"

A groan followed by the door to my bedroom opening made me jump, I looked up and saw none other then……Pansy Parkinson! What the hell was she doin in MY house? I grabbed my wand, which was on the nightstand and got out of bed.

"Alright Parkinson don't move and keep your hands where I can see them." She looked at me exasperated and rolled her eyes.

"Oh come on Harry, not now. I'm tired and you still need to recover from that spell that hit you."

"What spell? What did you do to me?" She looked at me completely shocked.

"What do you mean "what did I do to you'? Harry sweetheart do you feel alright?" Sweetheart! What was she up to? She started to walk toward me.

"Expelliarmus!" I screamed. She shrieked and dived out of the way.

"Harry what are you doing? Have you gone completely mental?"

"What no "Potter"? When did we get so chummy? Get out of my house! Are there others here? Is your precious Malfoy here? Or maybe Zambini?" She looked terrified and hurt. She tried to get up but I sent another hex her way. She dodged it and before I could send something else at her she apparated. I thought she had left when I heard a noise downstairs. I growled and ran down the stairs. Just as I got to the bottom I saw her through some floo powder into the fireplace and scream, "Ron! Hermione! Help!"

"What you trying to trap us all? Think they'll come here to try and see what's going on and that's when all your other little Deatheater pals will come and finish us off? Trying to get rid of the 'Golden Trio' isn't that what you use to call us?" She looked outraged and just as I was about to shoot another hex at her I heard a voice.

"Daddy, Mum wat you doin?" I froze. Did I have a daughter? I looked to where the voice came from and there stood a little girl no older than three coming out of a room at the top of the stairs. She had curly light brown hair and dark green eyes. I looked at Pansy and she looked horrified. She was about to go running to the little girl when I raised my wand, "Reducto!" But before it could touch her someone pushed her to the ground. I turned around ready to fight any other Deatheaters that might have come to her rescue but only saw Hermione, Tonks and Remus. I blinked and looked down and saw that it was Ron that had saved Pansy. She was shaking and he was helping her up.

"Harry what the hell are you doing? Are you trying to kill her? What's the matter with you?" Hermione bellowed looking as though she was going to murder me. Ron looked at me like I'd gone mad while Pansy ran upstairs to the little girl. Remus looked shocked and Tonks looked confused.

"Blimey Harry if that's how you are with your own wife, I'd hate to see what you'd do to Deatheaters." Tonks inquired. Wife? What was she on about? This is Pansy Parkinson. Does she have a charm placed over herself?

"What's wrong with you lot? It's Parkinson. Can't you guys see her?"
"Well of course we see her mate, that's why I jumped in front of her. You almost killed her! What happened?"

"What do you mean what happened? I woke up and there she was in my house!"

"Well of course she was here Harry, where else would she be?" Remus finally spoke. I must have looked as confused as I felt because Hermione motioned me over to the couch in the living room and sat down next to me.

"Harry what's the last thing you remember?" I looked at her puzzled by the question but she just gave me a look that said to humor her.

"Well you and Ron just got married and Ginny and I just broke up. Ron and I passed our Auror exams and you had just been accepted into the Ministry of Magic as Head of the Care of Magical Creatures department." I looked up to see that all four of them had there mouths hanging open and looking paler then I'd ever seen them.

"What?"

"Harry that was seven years ago." Hermione meekly whispered. That's when my mouth opened and I know that I had just turned five shades lighter then I usually looked.

"A couple of months after you and Ron passed your Auror exams you were sent on a mission to round up some Deatheaters and you got hurt, a couple of broken ribs and a pretty nasty gash on your head. We thought you might die but this new healer at St. Mungos was brilliant. Dr. Parkinson. She had just started working there and you two started talking frequently. We were all a bit hesitant at first but then after a while we began to trust her and learn more about her. We found out that she wasn't a Deatheater and neither was her family. The Parkinson's have always been neutral. Also that she was a great person and a very gifted witch. She and I fast became friends and even Ron and her bonded over Quidditch and picking on you. Then you both started falling in love. One year later you two got engaged and couple months after that married. You two have been married for almost five years and you have a two soon to be three year old daughter, Lucinda, who I am proudly the godmother of."

This couldn't be possible. How does someone forget seven years of their life? It just doesn't happen. I got up and walked over to the hall, this wasn't happening. I must be dreaming but I looked up and there was my reflection in the mirror and I looked different….older. My hair was longer and I looked broader. There were more lines on my forehead and my face looked scruffy, like I hadn't shaved in days. I heard a noise and looked up to see Pansy coming down the stairs. She looked at me and I could tell she tensed up and some fear and crept into her eyes. I gave her a weak smile. She looked at me uncertainly before she returned my smile. She came to the bottom of the stairs and stopped; I looked at her and noticed that she had several cuts and a really ugly bruise forming on her side. Before I could apologize Hermione came to Pansy and hugged her.

"Are you alright? Is anything broken?" She smiled at Hermione's concern.

"I'm fine Mione."

"What about the baby?" My heart stopped beating. Baby? Oh God, could I have killed my own child? I guess Pansy could see the panic in my eyes and she quickly assured us that she was fine.

"Don't worry I'm fine and the baby is too. I checked while I was upstairs with Lulu." We all went back to the living room and sat down. I kept my distance from Pansy, I'm pretty sure I'm the last person that she would want sitting next to her.

"Alright well as far as I can tell, the spell Harry got hit with today must have been some type of Memory curse. It's erased part of his memory."

"But Hermione I don't understand if it is a Memory curse, why didn't it erase all of his memory?" Remus prodded.

"Did the spell hit him directly and completely?" Pansy inquired.

"Actually now that I think about it, there were a lot of trees and branches and Harry fell on his side not his back so the curse might not have hit squarely." Ron informed. I felt so helpless, just sitting there trying to let everything sink in and come to terms with the fact that I don't even remember my own family! The last seven years of my life have just been erased…..no stolen from me. I could feel myself getting angrier by the minute. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder, I looked up and saw Pansy. She had a half smile on her lips and concern in her eyes. I looked back at her but just as quickly as she was there she turned and went into the kitchen. It all happened so fast yet, I wasn't so angry anymore, kinda like she helped calm me. I looked around and saw that everyone else was in a heated discussion about what to do, so I went to see what Pansy was up to. I got to the doorway of the kitchen and saw Pansy making tea and the little girl, I mean our daughter, in her arms. She was listening to Lucinda talking.

"….and then Daddy waised his wand and Uncle Ron jumpeded fum the firepwace and saveded you! Oh mummy is you sure it was a dweam?"

"Of course darling, how could your Daddy ever hurt me? You must've been having a nightmare. Don't fret over it, luv, it's all over now." If I ever wondered what it felt like to have your heart break this would be it. It killed me to hear MY daughter say those things. Especially because Pansy had to lie to her and tell her she was dreaming. Why was this happening to me?

"I don't know how they put you on missions to catch Deatheaters, Harry, you're a terrible spy." I looked up and saw that Pansy's back was still turned away from me, but she turned around and had an amused yet hesitant expression on her face. Lucinda's face broke out into a huge smile.

"Daddy!" She stretched her arms out towards me. I looked at Pansy who nodded and went to take my little girl into my arms. Completion. That was the only word I could think of. Having my daughter in my arms made me feel complete. Almost like the world finally had a meaning. Pansy smiled and turned back to finish making the tea, she had a tray and six cups ready. She picked them up to take them into the living room.

"I can…"

"Don't worry I've got them, besides you've got your arms full." She gave me a weak smile and left. I looked down and noticed that Lucinda was falling asleep in my arms, so I carefully went up the stairs and to her room. I turned the to the first door and the right, which seven years ago was my junk room, was now beautifully painted to look like a meadow; with luscious green grass, beautiful wild flowers and ladybugs everywhere. There was even a waterfall in the corner that emptied out into a stream. The room was obviously bewitched because the water actually looked like it was moving, the ladybugs looked like they were flying, and I could smell the flowers and feel the breeze. There was even a moon on the ceiling I bet turned into a sun in the day. I slowly made my way to her bed and cautiously set her down on it. She looked like an angel. I could see Pansy in her yet I could also see a bit of my mum in her too. She sighed and moved further into the covers.

"Daddy, are we still goin wit mummy tomorrows to the doctor to see my new baby brover?" She asked barely awake. I chuckled.

"And just how do you know it's a boy. Your mum is barely even showing? It's too soon to tell." She just giggled.

"I juss know, Daddy." I smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight Lucinda."

"Na Night Daddy." She yawned and fell fast asleep. I looked at her for a moment longer, willing myself to remember Pansy telling me she was pregnant, or watching her stomach grow; seeing her birth, or holding her for the first time, but nothing came. I sighed, frustrated with this whole situation. I looked up and saw Pansy in the doorway. She looked at me and smiled. She walked over and bent down and Lucinda a kiss on the cheek.

"Nighty Night baby bug, sleep sound and snug."

"Nighty Night mummy bug, with lots of kisses and hugs." Lucinda sleepily murmured. Pansy smiled and kissed her one more time. She got up and look to me to follow. I got up and walked to the door but looked back one last time before I turned the lamp off and followed Pansy back to our room.

"Everyone's left, but Hermione and Ron said they'd be back tomorrow after breakfast and we'd try to crack the curse." I nodded and looked at the king sized bed in the middle of the room. Pansy followed my eyes and looked back at me.

"I can sleep in another room, it's…"

"No Harry, whether you remember or not we are married and I haven't slept in this bed without you, when you're not away, for almost five years. Come on."

"Pansy what I did before that's unforgive-"

"Don't even finish that sentence Potter, because I already forgave you and you're just going to have to accept that. Besides it wasn't really you, I know that." She smiled cheekily at me. "And whether you remember it or not, what I say pretty much goes around here." I raised my eyebrows and shook my head. As much as I could tell she meant what she said I could still see doubt in her eyes. I know I have obviously shaken the trust that there was between us. Could I ever get that back? Could I ever get everything back?

"Whatever you say, Parkinson." I replied as I walked over to the light switch.

"That's Potter, buddy." I stopped. I suppose she was right and I was going to have to get use to that. I turned the lights off and got in bed. Pansy was already falling asleep, her back to me. I stayed there lying awake for a while. Why can't I just remember? I looked at Pansy and sighed. Did I love her? Could I love her again? Did I even like her? Could I remember? Did I really want to? Merlin I felt so lost and hopeless. Why is my life always so complicated? God, it's just one thing after the other. I feel like I'm drowning and the more I fight the waves, the more air I lose. Almost like life just isn't worth the battle sometimes. Now it looks like I'm going to have rebuild or re-live my life? If only the Wizarding World could see now. Their Great Boy-Who-Lived was now the Boy-Who-Lost-His-Life.

End of Chapter 1! I hope you like it! It's a lot harder to write it then it is to think about what you want to say! LOL but I think I did okay! Who knows I might re-write a few parts or something! Please READ & REVIEW! Tell me what you think! All opinions and suggestions are always welcomed! That always helps!  (Special Note: 30Keeper30 I hope I didn't disappoint! LOL) thanx