shifted

chapter 52- fifth year

  "uh- so like all my memories of being a muggle will just pop back in?" i ask fiddling with my fingers.

  "i will preform a spell that has been recently discovered, it will amplify the forgotten memories. they will come in piece by piece, it won't come back all at once." he explains.

i nod and my eyes flicker towards harry who is just still sitting there, listening intently to the conversation.

"would you like your memories back y/n."

i think for a moment- i wouldn't be so confused all the time. for the first time in a long time i would finally be certain on my past.

but i would have to hide it right? people can't find out im a muggle, the students- my friends.

i take a deep breath and look up at dumbledore.

"i don't know." i mumble.

"it's okay not to know y/n, what would be best for you?"

i close my eyes and picture what it would be like to know everything. to know what i do not know. to not have to wonder anymore.

"yes. yes- i want them back." i state, my eyes still closed.

i open my eyes and see him stand up, taking his wand and raising it.

then he lowers it and steps back.

"it's done." he says and i notice harry get up and walk over to me.

"are you okay?" harry asks.

"i don't feel anything-" but im cut off my a vivid memory.

it was me on my couch writing things down. i saw a paper, it had many things on it.

    - raven method
    - scripting
    - starfish position
    - count to one hundred
    - tingles through your body
    - seeing white
    - SAFE WORD
    - be able to preform magic

"oh and i can't forget to mention i don't die." i say in the memory.

then i blink and instead of seeing me on a couch, i see dumbledore again.

"it's coming back."  i mumble.

he nods, "if you ever need to talk i am here, and harry is here for you."

"okay." i whisper and slowly stand up. harry clears his throat and walks with me out of the office.

we walk in silence down the hallway, the only noise is our shoes against the floor.

"do you hate me now?" i ask quietly.

he spins his head to me, "w-what, no! of course now y/n."

i nod, "it was surprising though." he adds, sticking his hands in his pockets.

"it was surprising for me too." i mutter.

"y-yeah i would guess."

"are you going to tell anyone?" he asks as we turn a corner.

"i don't think so."

"oh, well-"

"are you going to tell ron and hermione?" i ask as we reach the dungeons.

"no."

"you can if you want- but just them, okay?" he nods, not looking at me- but instead at the floor.

"it's just so fucking weird. like, im getting these very vivid memories back and i know things that i once didn't know. my school- my old school was called vermouth highschool an-"