This is an Alternate Universe story loosely following the books and movies. The main Character is an O.C. who is tasked with protecting and helping Harry. Canon elements will change.

-Checks bank account- I do not own the rights to Harry Potter. That's J.K. Rowling.

Prologue

Dusk was approaching as a group of three adults, one of them holding a small infant made their way to the water spigot just outside the stadium that just held the 1994 Quidditch World Cup. As they waited and joked with each other in line, a person in black robes wearing a mask hurried from the woods towards the arena. The older of the women with brunette hair and glasses pulled her wand as she turned to the man with black hair and said to him, "That looked like a Death Eater mask. Come with me."

"We need to notify the rest of the Auror department before we go trying to apprehend a potential Death Eater. They were never alone according to every account I've seen and heard," he replied.

"I am you're senior officer. Get your wand and follow me now," she ordered.

The man with black hair turned to the brunette woman holding the baby. "Take her and get away from here, Tonks," he said. "Looks like Rose and I will be taking care of this."

"I don't have a good feeling about this..." she tried to argue.

He cut her off, "Take our daughter, get out of here, and send word we need backup." He kissed her and the baby."I love you. Both of you," before Rose pulled him away by his robes while his gaze remained on his wife and daughter as they shrunk in the distance.

"Rose, even I don't have a good feeling about this. We should wait for back up," he insisted.

"It's our duty as Aurors! If they try a disciplinary action against you I'll tell them I forced you. You're fresh out of training and I've been in five years; they'll be lenient on you. Now stop questioning my authority and lets go. He's getting away," she ordered through clenched teeth.

The pair continued to pursue the robed man once again. They held up their wands at the ready when they quietly got closer. Rose attempted to Apparate to get in front of him and her partner stopped her.

"What are you doing? He's a Death Eater! You can't sneak up on him by Apparating. You might as well send a flare. I have a plan," he said.

Rose reluctantly, nodded in understanding and they moved forward to catch up to the Death Eater. Rose broke away and went to the flank of the Death Eater. Once caught up, she approached the Death Eater with her wand pointed at them and her partner came from behind while casting the Leg Locking Curse.

"You are hereby taken into custody and will be brought before the Wizengemot for violation of multiple decrees of the Ministry of Magic and for use of the Dark Arts," she informed the Death Eater who was laughing.

"You have no idea what you've just done," the Death Eater replied through his mask.

Rose and her partner looked up and around when a sudden swarm of masked Death Eaters began to surround them and cast multiple cursesat them. The two Aurors fought back using a slew of spells in their own arsenal. The most surprising of that was when a Death Eater tried to use a curse from behind, the black haired Auror spun around and shouted, "Reversusque Ignis." Backfiring the Death Eaters wand and causing his own curse to affect him. Some of the Death Eaters were stunned at that hex, causing them to be knocked off their brooms after being hit with Stunners. The Aurors stood back to back and kept trying to fight back.

They stood ready to face the four Death Eaters that surrounded them. Four other Death Eaters lay petrified on the ground around them and one that was dead. Two other Death Eaters swooped in using, Bombarda, that flung the Aurors into separate directions and the remaining Death Eaters to form circles around both of them. They disarmed and forced both Aurors onto their knees and held them in place while a thin masked Death Eater walked up to male Auror and said to him, "A valiant effort on the behalf of you and your friend here. However, as you have delayed us from a very important event, you shall not live to tell of any of this. Either of you."

The male Auror tried to fight back. He found himself unable to move as each arm was held by another Death Eater. As he struggled to stand, he heard "Avada Kadavra!" shouted by the thin Death Eater. He was blinded when the green spell cast only to regain his site in time to see the brunette haired woman's eyes go cold and her body fall dead to the ground. He let out a cry of pain for his fallen superior that could be heard all around the outskirts of the forest. As the thin Death Eater grabbed Rose's wand from where it had fallen on the ground and snapped it in half, the male Auror further struggled against his captors to get free before he was kicked in the gut.

His attacker Death Eater turned around and pointed his wand only to have another grab his wrist. They stared each other down and the Auror could tell that the person saving him from certain death was a woman.

"You don't realize who heis? Kill him and the master will order you to be killed. He's needed for the Dark Lords later plans," she said.

"Then until he is needed, he shall have a fate worse than death," the first Death Eater replied with noticeable disdain in his voice.

The Death Eater petrified the Auror and stood over his body with his wand pressed against his head as he chanted, "Extrahere Memriae!" The Auror suddenly felt an excruciating and crippling pain as several of his memories were being ripped out of his head and others began fragmenting. He felt it until seeing only darkness.

Days later...

Light began to peek through his slowly opening eyelids. Once he opened his eyes, they slowly adjusted to the rest of the room. He quickly took notice that bed and room he was in was unfamiliar to him. He was taken aback and let out a shriek when the shrill voice of a very grumpy sounding house elf was heard in his room. So much so that he grabbed the wand he saw on the nightstand.

"Master Black, the blood traitor's apprentice has woken up. If only my old mistress could see whats going on around here," Kreature muttered as he left the room.

The Auror scooted back, to where the bed and wall met. He looked around wildly at the dingy room. Moth-eaten curtains hung in front of a window that hadn't been washed in many years. He looked at the clothes on his body and realized they were not his own. The room was still not familiar to him at all. He couldn't guess at where he had been taken.

The door opened and a woman ran into the room with her arms out to embrace him, a hopeful and relieved look on her face and tears rolling down her cheeks. As she approached him, he cautiously moved away from her to the edge of the bed. When the newcomer came closer to the bed, he felt panic rise. "Who are you?"

She stopped and stared at him in shocked horror as her arms fell to her sides. "What do you mean?" she asked with hurt in her voice.

"I do not know who you are nor can I recall ever seeing you," he said with a stern tone.

"What do you mean? I'm your wife, Tonks! We have a daughter together," she said with a voice that cracked with emotion. She stared at him with tears rolling down her cheeks, silently pleading with him to believe her. She slowly stepped forward with her hands reaching out to him.

He studied her for a moment, looked at his bare hand and shook his head after an attempt to recollect what she told him. "I am sorry but have never seen you before. I'm not married nor do I have children," he said in a serious manner.

With a look of betrayal, Tonks fled from the room crying and was quickly embraced by her cousin Sirius. Sirius did his best to comfort her as he had witnessed the entire encounter.

"How could he say he doesn't know me?" she sobbed. "How could he not even acknowledge Zandra?"

Sirius cursed under his breath. "I was afraid of this," he whispered. Tonks pulled away and stared at him in confusion. Sirius sighed. "You saw the mark on his head that looks like a burn?" Tonks nodded. "The Death Eaters used a curse on him. One I only ever heard about on barely a hand full of occasions. One I thought was myth."

She looked at him pleadingly to tell her which it was. "They used the Memory Removal curse on him Tonks. Sadly the only thing I know about it is that they took his memories away. The after affects is that he will not remember whatever memories they took from him while only remembering fragments of others. Unfortunately it seems you and Zandra are among those memories taken by them. Before you can ask, there is no way to reverse it... You can't make him remember either." He stopped and sighed, "Until he comes to you and you can try and convince him of what he doesn't remember. I'm so sorry dear cousin, but it's best if you leave him..."

Her tears blurred her vision and her hand moved as if on its own. She slapped Sirius with enough force to turn his head to the side before she ran away from Grimmauld Place. He stared after her, unsure of what to do next. After a heavy sigh, he went into the room and waited for a reaction. The young man acknowledged Sirius as the one who rescued him. Sirius asked him what all he could remember.

"The last thing I can remember... is an innocent being killed by Death Eaters and the female telling the other one that I cannot be killed, for some reason. Then you were picking me up," he answered.

"Do you remember who you are?" Sirius asked him somewhat anxiously.

He looked around before remembering hearing someone mention a phoenix so he answered, "Phoenix. My name is Phoenix. Why?"

Sirius looked away from him and nodded before replying, "You have lost some of your memory from your attack. I suggest that once you're feeling better, you should stay somewhere alone so there wont be outside influence telling you something different than what actually happened."

Sirius helped Phoenix find a flat not far from Grimmauld Place where he spent the following months trying to remember the attack that cost him his memories. In his third month there, he received an unmarked package from an unknown owl. In the box was a folder of old parchments and a scrapbook full of pictures and clippings. One of the pictures showed fire from a torch that formed a phoenix. He knew that was a tradition at the school Durmstrang. It seemed familiar enough that after a while, he assumed then that he went to Durmstrang.

One of the newspaper clippings documented the death of Rose McGonagall succumbing to Death Eaters because the guardian assigned to her failed in his duties. The clip had a picture of the woman he remembered being killed in his nightmares. He put it away and spent the rest of the summer trying to remember anything he could related to contents in his scrap book. That package was the only basis he had for any kind of memories.

Several months later...
Sirius and Remus looked at everyone gathered around them. They had called the people together in response to Voldemort's return at the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Sirius saw Tonks sitting in the back of the crowd, her hair a short mousy brown and her entire presence closed off. His heart went out to her but he had been unable to speak with her privately to see how she was doing. For now, duty called.

"Thank you all for coming," Sirius said. "I know this isn't the greatest of circumstances but as of now, out of necessity, the Order of the Phoenix is officially reformed," Sirius said to open the meeting.

"We're not complete," Tonks said sadly from the back. Sirius and Remus gazed at her sadly and watched as her hair began to turn blue.

Sirius let out a sigh and opened his mouth to continue but suddenly the doors to the dinning room opened and Dumbledore walked in. Everyone in the room stood. He humbly nodded to everyone and stepped up to the table.
"Please, please, everyone sit down. Forgive me for being late. I tend to get distracted sometimes when I enter here," Dumbledore said to everyone with the twinkle in his eye.

"Any word on my husband's condition, Dumbledore?" Tonks asked him with a note of hope in her voice.

"I'm sorry, but unfortunately, Tonks, the answer is no. I'm afraid that even I am none too familiar with the curse that has quite literally taken his memories from him," he answered. "I have found out however, that when this curse is used, the victims memories are gathered and kept by the caster if or until they are ready to return them. Unless the location of your husbands memories are found, we must face the possibility that they may never be returned and that he will spend the rest of his life without those memories."

Tonks's hair changed from blue to fire red and she stood up, kicking her chair back against the wall. She stared at Dumbledore intensely. "If you can't or wont find the answers to resole this, then I will," she declared before she walked out of the dinning room, and left. The slam of the front door resonated in the dinning room. Dumbledore still had the twinkle in his eye and a strange smile formed on his face as the door slammed.

"You figured out what happened to her husband?,"Arthur Weasley asked.

Sirius nodded. "The night he and Rose McGonagall tried to stop the Death Eaters that attacked the Quidditch World Cup, after they killed Rose, the Death Eater's used the Memory Removal curse on him. Meaning that his memories were not simply disguised or covered, but were quite literally, rippedout of his head and now the memories taken aren't there at all. Others are fragmented," he explained.

"Merlin's Beard that's awful," Arthur whispered, aghast.

Sirius explained what the curse did and the damage it caused so far so that Arthur and Molly would better understand what Dumbledore told Tonks," Sirius finished.

"It doesn't mean there isn't a way to possibly force the memories to reform. I didn't hear Dumbledore say that that isn't a possibility," Molly replied.

Sirius shook his head, "Makes you wish our memories were truly kept in the heart and not the mind. Then things could be done that would remind the heart you loved something or someone that much and the memories return on their own even if ripped from your mind."

"I have an idea..." Dumbledore interjected with his smile even bigger.