Chapter twenty nine: memories4.3.1945
10:30 p.m
The stars above Hermione and Tom glittered with intensity far more radiant then anything they have possibly seen.
"We always use to visit the quiddich field for star gazing, this was your favourite spot to see them. We'd lay here for hours and you'd tell me all the different constellations, your favourite is Leo..." Hermione commented, watching the stars twinkling brightly. She glanced over at Tom to see him staring at her already, there was a glint of something in his eyes. He's grey eyes looked glazed like he was remembering the time they had spent together under these stars. Hermione could certainly remember the first time he had taken her here, it was the day prior Tom had been poisoned.
She sighed contently reminiscing about the memory.
"How ironic it is, that my favourite constellation is the Lion yet I'm housed in Slytherin. I've always believed the Lion to be a strong, furious, courageous and full of perseverance...but it lacks the cunning of the serpent, the stealthiness. They are the complete opposite yet they match so well, combined the two make an unstoppable pair, their partnership would last for a life time." Tom dark eyes scanned over Hermione's face, he drank in every feature every aspect of her.
The chemistry between them fizzled and intensified, both stared at each other getting closer and closer. When their lips touched a burst of electricity shot through them like a million of volts, a memory rushed throughout Tom's mind, the memory of their first kiss flashing by. But as soon as it was there it disappeared right after, he frowned and pulled back away from Hermione. "There seems to be some kind of block in my mind, I receive the memory but it disappeared soon after." He growled with frustration. He felt her touch his shoulder, he tensed up and looked over at her with cold eyes.
"We'll get your memories back Tom, we just have to try and figure out how to reverse the effects of your oblivation, maybe Professor Dumbledore would know?" Hermione offered trying to console the already frustrated Tom.
He scowled at her at the mention of the professors name. "That old cow hates me, do you possibly think he'd help recover my memories." Tom scoffed.
"I'm sure he would." Hermione reassured firmly. The determination in her eyes proved her answer correct.
Tom sighed and crossed his arms. "If it's to get my memories back then fine Granger lets go visit him."
Hermione smiled brightly at him. "Excellent we can go right now! Professor Dumbledore has a free period right now and I'm sure he'd be more then pleased to help."
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