Amnesia.

Forest

The woods are dark and there are noises creeping around me. Where Am I? I don't like this. I started Running, sticks cracking under my footsteps. I heard a noise behind me and when I looked back, I didn't see where I was stepping, my foot slipped, and I started to fall. The next thing I knew I felt a strong hand holding me up pulling me into an embrace. The ground was wet as we laid.

"Thee." He whispered into my ear. "What are you doing out here?"

I pushed the man away. "Who are you?" He looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite place him.

"What are you talking about? It's me." He spoke. He grabbed my face and started inspecting it to check for harm.

"I Don't Know you" I said, scrambling to get out of his arms. I think I do know this man. I work with him, don't I?

He looked at me stunned for a moment, "Thea..." He whispered before his face went cold. "Professor Frost, we should get you back to the castle." He started to stand. "Do you remember the castle?"

"I... I think so." I said as I slowly stood. "Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry?" I asked quietly. "I- I teach there. Don't I?" I said looking at him as we started walking. "You teach there too, right?" My blank memory slowly started coming back, Only the basic information.

"I do... Keep going, tell me everything you remember." He said taking my arm and wrapping it around his shoulders for support. I was still dizzy.

"I- I- Teach- Charms..." it took a lot of brain power to think back before My memory went blank. "The Headmaster Is... Albus Dumbledor." He nodded. "Transfigurations is McGonagall" He nodded again. He nodded with every professor I got right. "Defense against Dark arts Is Quirrell and Astronomy is-" He stopped walking

"Wait..." He grabbed my shoulders making me face him. "Quirinus? Quirinus Quirrell?" he asked. His eyes went wide with realization. "Th- Professor Frost, Professor Quirrell was the Dark arts professor two years ago." he said darkly and deeply.

"Wha- what do you mean?"

"You don't remember Lockhart last year? Or Lupin starting this year?"

"Lockhart? Like Gilderoy Lockhart? The author?" I asked. "That guy is an Idiot." I rolled my eyes at the thought of an Idiot teaching such an important subject. I never did understand why everyone loved him and his books.

"Thank you! Our equal dislike for that Idiot is what got us to start bonding." He said with a sigh of relief.

I looked at him like he was crazy. In what life would I bond with Severus Snape. "Remus Lupin?" I smiled wider than I should have. "I used to date him back in school." I smiled at the memories from school.

"Don't remind me." He rolled his eyes. "He wouldn't stop trying to ask you out when he first started." We started walking again.

"And I didn't say Yes? I remember we only broke up because we had a disagreement about Quidditch." I let out a laughing Sigh. "Oh, to be young."

"You couldn't say yes. You're in a committed relationship"

"Wait Really?" I don't remember being in a relationship with anyone. "With who? Sense When? How? Who?" I was confused. I genuinely couldn't think of anyone.

"Me, Christmas last year, bonded over Lockhart, Me." he said, answering all my questions. Well. at least the questions I asked.

I didn't mean to, but I let out a laugh, I quickly covered my mouth. "I'm sorry... B-... You're telling me I've been Dating you for a Year and a half?" There was heavy disbelief in my voice.

"Yes. Is that really that hard to believe?" he asked. And as we arrived at the top of the hill in the woods, we could see the castle.

"I don't mean to be rude, But honestly? Yeah, a little." It probably came out meaner than I intended it to. "You're so stoic, and cold... I'm so..."

"Kind, Sweet, caring, Bright, Warm." he described me. And it shocked me. "Yes, I know. But somehow it works." he shrugged his shoulders. That's some of the most emotion I've ever seen him show.

"Interesting." I said quietly. As we approached the castle our talk kept getting more and more informative. I learned we spent summer together, and the bracelet I was wearing was from him. He gave it to me for valentine's day. Our relationship was a strange connection and even as he told me more and more, I still wondered, and questioned how it happened. In Between every piece of information, he gave me about us, he gave me information on what has happened this year, and last year, as well as the last bit of the last year I remember. Who Knew Quirrell was an agent for Voldemort.

Then we got to the castle, he took me to Madam Pomfrey.