AN: This is a new multichaptered story I have decided to begin. Whispers In The Dark is still being updated, don't worry about that. And as for this...well, it was slightly inspired by a movie or something I saw on TV, at least part of it. I hope you all enjoy.
Disclaimer: Ha, if I owned these guys I really would not be sitting here typing this.
Rose Weasley scanned the sky, looking for the flash of gold that she knew was around her somewhere.
She was the seeker for the Ravenclaw qudditch team, and she was determined to find the Snitch before her cousin Lily had a chance.
Something caught her eye and she dove.
A second later, Lily sped after her.
Someone grabbed at the back of Rose's uniform and she turned her head to see one of the Gryffindor beaters trying to grip her shirt, a scowl on his face.
Lily looked outraged.
"Stop!" she screamed, and the beater scowled at her but raced away in the opposite direction quickly, grabbing his bat back from his teammate who was floating in the air a few feet away.
Rose turned back around, only to see one of the castle walls in front of her.
Before she could stop, she hit the wall face first.
The last thing she felt was James swooping in from his place as Gryffindor keeper to grab her shirt, hoping to slow her fall. and the last thing she heard was Lily screaming her name before everything went black.
"It's been a week"
Madam Pomfrey let out a loud sigh as Ron Weasley spoke, his eyes never leaving his daughter's face.
Hermione smoothed his hair, trying to calm him down.
"Shouldn't there have been some activity by this point? She should have moved, or opened her eyes. Even for just a moment! I need something to tell me she's going to be alright!" Ron yelled, standing up and storming around in a circle.
"Mr. Weasley, your daughter hit one of our solid castle walls at full speed on a Firebolt. Her skull was fractured when she came in, and if it hadn't been for young Mr. Potter grabbing her uniform, she would have had a much nastier fall to the ground than she did" Madam Pomfrey explained, nodding at James and Lily, who were both watching their cousin carefully.
James flushed a furious shade of red at her words.
The entire week everyone had been telling him what a fantastic hero he was. "Just like his father" they all muttered as he passed them in the corridors. But James couldn't bring himself to feel like a hero, no matter how many times someone threw the word into a conversation.
Rose was still hurt, she still wouldn't wake up.
Madam Pomfrey had left for a moment to check on a student who had come in complaining of a small headache that wouldn't go away, and as she walked away, Rose let out an awful sounding cough.
"Rose?" Ron asked quickly, returning to his daughter's side.
"Who?" Rose asked hoarsely, blinking at Ron in surprise.
Hermione covered her mouth and Lily screamed for Madam Pomfrey.
The older witch raced back behind Rose's curtain, nearly shoving Ron to the floor in the process.
"Do you remember where you are, Ms. Weasley?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
Rose blinked.
"Who is Ms. Weasley? Are you talking to me?" she asked.
Madam Pomfrey clicked her tongue and shook her head, grabbing one of Hermione's shoulders, and then one of Ron's, before shoving them out of the curtain.
"Your daughter has amnesia, I'm afraid. Common with head injures" she said. Hermione opened her mouth to speak but was cut off.
"You know as well as I do there are no potions or cures for memory loss. Rose will have to live her normal life, and hopefully something will remind her of who she is and of her life" Madam Pomfrey said, before opening the curtain again.
Rose blinked at them in shock, obviously still confused.
"Do you remember anything, Rose?" Ron asked his daughter, sitting next to her.
"Is that my name, Rose Weasley, then?" Rose asked in response, answering Ron's question indirectly.
"Yes, love. Your name is Rose Weasley, and we're your parents. Those two are two of your cousins, James and Lily Potter" Hermione said, motioning for the two Potter children to come closer.
James tugged on Lily's arm and they stepped forward quietly.
Rose narrowed her eyes at them.
"None of you look familiar" she said, sounding apologetic.
Hermione smoothed back her hair and kissed her forehead lightly, letting out a sigh as she pulled away from her daughter.
"That's alright, Rosie. Don't worry about a thing. You have to stay in school, but your cousins are all here to keep an eye on you, and me and your dad will write as often as possible" she said, standing back up to her full height.
"Cousins? How many are there?" Rose asked.
Ron snorted loudly and Hermione stomped on his foot.
"Quite a few, Rosie. There's Lysander, Lorcan, Scorpius, Michael, Thomas, Alexander, and Abigail as well. They may not be family, but they're as close as they can get. They'll all help too, Aunt Hermione. You know how close Abigail and Rose are, maybe her best friend can help" Lily said, turning to her aunt.
"Anything is worth a try, Lily-Pad" Hermione said, kissing her niece's forehead.
"Don't call me that" Lily grumbled, but the smile on her face betrayed her. She always acted as if she hated the childhood nicname that Roxanne had bestowed upon her, but everytime someone used it, she would blush and a small smile would cover her features.
Rose watched the exchange with a pained look.
"Are we all that close?" she asked quietly.
Lily laughed loudly, making Hermione cringe.
"You have no bloody idea!" Lily yelled.
Rose smiled slightly at her cousin, and suddenly Madam Pomfrey was waving them out of the hospital wing, saying Rose would be realeased back to Ravenclaw tower tomorrow.
"Lysander and Lorcan have a free period in the morning, I'll send them to help you. Just look for two unusually tall boys with the brightest blue eyes ever and blonde almost white hair. They're twins, they won't be hard to spot" Lily said, as Madam Pomfrey shoved her out of the hospital wing and closed the door.
"Get some sleep. You need to start classes again tomorrow. Here's your wand" Madam Pomfrey said, handing Rose the item. The woman hoped that even though the girl was suffering from memory loss, basic instinct would allow her to remember that she was a witch.
Rose waved the wand, muttering something under her breath.
A bright light filled the room and Madam Pomfrey realized with relief that Rose had used a simple Lumos spell.
Satisfied that she would not have to explain witchcraft for a second time to Rose, Madam Pomfrey turned and headed into her office.
Rose let out a sigh and put the light out, rolling over to get to sleep.
Her head hurt terribly, and all she wanted was to remember what had happened and to make her family happy again.
They had all seemed so disappointed in her.
She closed her eyes and within a few moments, fell back into a restless sleep.