(WARNING: FINAL CHAPTER!! This is going to be a very log chapter, with some deep revelations and stuff. Get ready for an emotional rollercoaster. You've been warned xD! Listen to the song above during the chapter. I swear I cried)

Lilith's POV

"Lilith?"

"Lilith!"

"Lilith wake up!"

I open my eyes slowly, letting them wonder around, inspecting every detail of the room I'm in. It's the same room I was in with Pansy. But this time, it's not Pansy that awaits me.

It's Severus.

"Sev!" I rush out of the bed and into his warm, welcoming arms. "What are we doing here?"

"You passed out from exhaustion. You were dead for quite some time, it was still hard on your body. And you fought the Dark Lord, that's no easy thing." He sounds like a parent scolding his son for not eating the vegetables. "You should've been careful."

"But I'm fine!"

"You wouldn't be here if you were fine, Lilith." He raises his voice at me. "You're in the verge of death again!"

I stare at him with my mouth hanging wide open. He can't be serious, right? I'm not as weak as he says, right? I survived Voldemort's attempts to kill me.

"Why?"

"Remember what you did that summer? When and Pansy Parkinson played with your memories..." I nod and he continues. "It's messing with your head right now. I bet you don't even remember who Sophie was."

It's true. I've never met anyone called Lucy before.

"See?" By the look on my face, he understood I don't remember. "She was your adoptive sister. Along with her twin sister, Jazmine. You don't remember them because the spell is blocking your memories."

"What are you trying to tell me?" I ask when he sits me down on the bed next to him. He firmly grabs my hand and stares me in the eye. I can see sadness there. "Spill it out!

"You're losing your memories, Lilith." He says slowly, as if he's speaking to a child. "The spell is deteriorating your mind. I'm sorry to say, but I give you a year. Then, you'll have no idea who the people around you are."

"That can't be true. I remember those who are important to me!"

"Oh yeah? Then what's the name of your first boyfriend here at Hogwarts? Before Draco?" I blink furiously but nothing comes to my mind. "See what I meant?"

"What can I do to stop this? I remember drinking some potions you prepared specially for me."

"Besides that, there's nothing you can do besides enjoying this last year. And hoping for the best. I can be wrong but with the velocity you've forgotten your previous life, I'm very concerned." He shakes his head. "There's a way, but it's too risky."

"Tell me, I'll do it."

Severus doesn't answer my question until I'm giving him the best puppy eyes I can muster. With all these negative thoughts, it's good I can do something else other than crying."

"You have to Obliviate your mind one last time. It's risky and it might be prejudicial to you, but it's the only way you can get all tour memories back. I can help you with it now." He suggests.

I'm too afraid to look up from my hands. What if something bad happens and I die? Again? I can't do that to the people I love the most. I can't just leave Harry, Draco, Mione and Ron behind.

"And how're you going to do that?" I ask trembling from head to toe. "Am I going to die? Or worse, forget everyone?"

"Only for a small period of time. This kind of spell takes time to sink in and start working. The brain is a complicated thing and not even magic can comprehend it." Severus shows me his wand.

Where did he get that from? Aren't we supposed to be at the verge of death?

"No time for questions." Is his answer when I open my mouth to start the pop quiz. "Now, sit on the bed and close your eyes."

"Is it ever going to stop?"

"I don't know. That depends on how much you want to remember." Severus lays his hand on my cheek and his wand on my forehead. "Now, don't speak. I will perform the spells and you will tell me all about the people you love the most."

I nod, focusing on my friends and family. Not that I have a lot but they're the ones I want to see again. I want them to see I'm fine, to see I'm alive and breathing. I have to wake up from this state if I want to see their faces again.

"Tell me about them. Their names, what they're like..." Severus' calm voice smoothens my beating heart.

"There's Harry." He hums in response and I continue, smiling involuntarily and feeling the wand pressed against my forehead. "He is my twin brother. He's amazing. He has always a solution to every problem."

I pause and think about the next person I want to talk about. Sharing this kind of information with Severus isn't uncomfortable at all. If anything, it pulls us more together. I can trust him not to judge me if I say the wrong thing about someone. He is that kind.

"Draco... You know how he is, always so sure of himself. But I saw a side of him he doesn't let out often. I feel special when I'm with him, knowing I'm probably the only one who has ever seen him like that."

I remember babbling about Hermione and her crazy her; Ron and his unhealthy obsession with chocolate frogs.

That's when he stores a piece of paper inside my pocket and whispers his final words. Once again, my world starts spinning and the ground is quickly taken away from me. And I'm falling.

"Be happy, my dear flower. Read this when you're ready to remember. She'll help you."

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"She's waking up!"

"Let her breathe, give her some space!"

"Stop shaking her, Harry!"

"Let her to, Potter! Useless mudbloods!"

I sit up and gasp, looking around me as my eyes adjust to the sudden bright light. I run my eyes with my sore fingers and stare at the people around me.

"What happened to you?" A blonde boy asks me.

I sink deeper into the mattress I'm laying on and close my eyes. I remember talking to a man. He and I were sitting on a bed, a wand pressed on my forehead. But the words are all blurred out, like we were just staring st each other. But I remember speaking. And I remember something he told me. Something I know is going to be extremely important in the future.

"Where am I?" Is the first thing I ask.

"Malfoy Manor." A black haired boy with a scar on his forehead whispers and caresses my hair.

I flinch away from his hand. Who is he and why is he touching me?

"What are we doing here?"

"You passed out. Right after we fought Voldemort." Scar-faced guy says.

"What in the name of baby Merlin is a Voldemort?" I ask really scared this time. "Who are you people?"

The boy- no, he's not a boy, he's manly and has a deep sadness in his eyes and no boy could ever handle- in front of me, shares an apprehensive look with the blonde boy behind him and they stare at me afterwards.

"What?" I cross my arms and look up at them.

They're so familiar, but at the same time, so unfamiliar. That makes zero sense.

"Who are you?" Blondie asks. "Do you even remember your own name?"

"In fact, let's go outside!"

This time, they grab my arms and legs and carry me outside. I scream profanities at them as we walk, their faces holding the truth they're trying not to think.

I know I should remember them, I know I should know who they are. But I don't.

I hear them talking to each other as they set me down on a sofa, three other people standing before me, talking in hushed tones. When I cough to get their attention, the boy- a ginger- raises his fair eyebrows at me.

"What's she doing out of bed?"

"Ask her something." The blonde boy orders, and after a grunt and a few seconds, the ginger boy does what he was told. "About yourself."

"What's my name?" He sounds skeptical.

"And how am I supposed to know that?"

The two girls next to him spin around at the sound of my voice and the blonde one smiles sadly at me. Like she understands what's happening.

She better help because I'm clueless here.

"Can I sit and talk to her for a while?" She asks and sticks her hand out for me to shake. "My name is Luna. Nice to meet you."

"Hi, I'm-" I stop and furrow my brows. "I don't know who I am."

The weight of the words crashes inside my brain as I collapse on the couch. How can I not know who I really am? Like, how is that possible?

"That's alright, darling." Luna asks the others to leave and they do after a few protests.

We sit together by the fire, warmth wrapping itself around my body like a sweet blanket. I sigh in content and listen to the girl's melodic voice as she starts talking about me.

"I know who you are. Not the real you, but the person you decided to show me." I don't understand what that's suppose to mean and I think she realized it. "The Japanese say you have three faces: the first one you show to the world. The second one you show to your closest friends and family. The third one you never show anyone, and it's the truest reflection of who you really are. So no, I can't say I know who you really are. But I do know something: you're a savior, a hero, along with your brother and those who valiantly fought for our cause. And you died for it, literally. Twice."

I blink to prevent myself from letting the tears fall. Like hell I'll let anyone see me cry.

"And I know- well I hope I know- what's happening to you." She admits. "I witnessed some of your memory losses back at Hogwarts. And I know how to fix it, your mind."

"How do you know that and I don't?"

"Have you been listening to me? You've lost your memory. And it will stay like that forever if you don't let me help!"

"How do I know I can trust you?" This is getting too confusing for me. "How do I know you're not here to kill me?"

"I would've done that by now, don't you think?" She reasons with me and I nod, the idea clearing out of my mind. "Now, let me help."

"How?"

"Lay down." She orders and I lay on the comfortable floor.

Much sarcasm.

"Now, close your eyes and give me your hands." She grabs my hands with one of hers and searches around inside my pockets with the other. When she finds whatever she was looking for she sits back next to me. "What do you remember? About your life."

"Do you want my honest answer?" She hums and I continue. "Nothing."

"That's normal, after Professor Snape's procedures your mind is still foggy and trying to absorb every bit of information it can." She explains as I keep my eyes close. "I will read this out loud and you will tell me your honest opinion about it. Are you ready?"

I nod.

"Here it goes." She pauses before reading. "Lilith, Lilith Potter is her name. With jet-black hair and enchanting green eyes, she is everyone's dream. But she's not her dream. And it saddens me that she doesn't see her own potential. Her kindness. Her bravery. Her greatness. I do hope she learns how to value herself. She has great people by her side who will help her. I'm sad I won't be there to be one of those people."

Luna pauses and I take that moment to brush away the silent tears I can't stop from rolling down my face.

"Dear Lilith, it's time to remember. It's time for you to open your mind and let the memories sink in. Don't forget me. Don't forget Harry, Draco, Ronald, Hermione, Luna and Neville. Don't forget the Weasleys and your teachers. And don't forget your family, the one that took care of you as you grew up. I'm sure you won't let that simple mistake, that dreadful day, ruin your happy memories forever." Luna sighs. "Thank you, Luna, for helping me with this task. And thank you, my Lilith, my goddaughter. With love, S-"

"Severus..."

I open my eyes and wobble up to my feet. I have to lay down again because I can't even stay strong on my legs. I fall on top of Luna and she shakes her head at me.

"I knew you would be okay. You're Lilith Potter after all."

Then, everything I've known my entire life comes back to me. Every moment, every person and every single thing I tried to forget along the years.

"I... need.... I..."

Luna catches me before my head hits the floor.

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