Obliviate (Drarry)

Chapter 8

Draco's POV

It doesn't make sense. What happened to him? Why does his lack of memories bug me so much? Is it because he now no longer has feelings for me? But isn't that what I wanted from the start? For him to forget?

I groaned and yanked my hair.

"Stop that, you'll go bald doing that." Pansy's voice sounded in the boys dorm room.

"I can't help it. What happened to him? I just want to understand why this happened. Why was it only the memories of me that were erased?" I replied, curling farther into myself.

"We won't know until we get his memories back and for that to happen, we need to know what spell was casted." She explained.

I sighed. She's right. We're not going to know until he remembers. "Yeah, but do we have any clues?"

"Not really, but I did see Granger in the library with a stack of different books on spells, charms, and hexes. Not to mention we've been looking up a lot of different curses and hexes seeing if we can find anything as well. We're bound to find something." Blaise said taking a seat next to me on my plush green bed.

"True. We've got some of the best students in the school looking for answers. We'll have them in no time flat." Pansy agreed.

I only nodded my head.

Though, it seemed we would have answers sooner than we thought.

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The next day I took my usual seat next to Potter in potions.

"Harry!" A screeching voice called. The conversation I was having with Pansy and Blaise stopped as our focus went to Granger, Potter, and Weasley.

"What is it, 'Mione?" Harry questions.

Granger stopped in front of his desk, Weasley right beside her. "I know what spell was used on you. It's the spell to make you forget a certain thing completely or partially depending on the caster. It's called obliviate."

Harry went quiet. He put his hand on his chin in order to think, his face scrunched up slightly. "Obliviate. It does sound familiar, but why would someone want me to forget him?"

"I don't know." She replied with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Wait. Isn't that the spell Lockhart tried to use on us in second year, but backfired because he was using my broken wand?" Weasley questioned. What happened second year with our defense teacher? Is that why he's no longer here? Not that I care. That guy was an absolute nightmare and completely fake.

"Yeah and he earned himself a permanent spot in St. Mungo's." Harry retorted, crossing his arms.

"Is there a cure?" I asked, if Lockhart is in St. Mungo's permanently then is it possible there is no cure?

All eyes turned to me. Granger looked shocked at my question. The weasel looked annoyed. Harry looked curious, yet confused.

"Only one and that's if the spell was casted correctly. If it was not casted right then there's nothing we can do or anyone can do. His memories of you will be gone forever. We need a memory potion."

"A memory potion? Maybe that could work, but it'd be an extreme risk. It only lets a person to dig deep in their memories in order to remember something they have forgotten. Although it lets a person dig in their own past memories it's nearly impossible to find the right memories that you want to remember. Not to mention it takes two weeks to make." I stated. This just got a lot harder.

"Look. Do I really need these memories back? If someone erased them, then there must be a good reason. Especially since it was used to erase a person. Someone easily could have made me forget about more important things that they feared would have gotten out, but it was only the memories of Draco that are gone."