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Hey you guys. I know you all think that I abounden the story. And I kinda did. However, somehow I couldn't stop thinking about it so I started to write more. To make thinks easier, I will start the second part, as a second story.

This chapter is the same, as the last of the first part. I will update the second one in about a week.

Hope you like it!

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Chapter 1: It is not the end…

"George! Wait up!" I turned around to find James running towards me. I was released from the hospital two weeks ago and was currently walking towards the charms classroom. My memory had not come back but James tried everything he could to help me. He introduced me to Fred and Louis, told me about our pranks, helped me with names when a person asked me something and was overall a big help. He was constantly by my side and I found it quite endearing but it had gotten a little bit too much. So I silently went away as Fred and Louis talked to him to have a moment or two for myself. Apparently that was too much to ask."Hey James." He grinned at me.

"Why did you walk away?" I sighed and continued my way to our next class.

"I needed a little bit of time for myself."

"Oh…" I heard the sadness in his voice.

"Oh I didn't mean that I don't like having you all around but it got a little much you know? It's just you all look at me like I should remember all of that stuff but I can't and it makes me frustrated." He looked at me with sympathy.

"I can't understand how this all makes you feel. If you need time alone just say so ok? We won't be mad." I grinned at his words.

"Thank you." And we walked in comfortable silence towards charms.

"How are you today George?" Hannah asked me as we met up for my usual check up in the evening.

"Ok. Just a little tired." Hannah nodded.

"Of course you would feel exhausted. You used quite a lot of magic to heal yourself." I grimaced. I don't know why I can't remember anything and it makes me so angry at myself. Why can't I find these memories?

"Good. You are good to go. Have a nice sleep and take the potion if you are hurt." I nodded quickly and went through the doors of the Hospital Wing.

"And George? Do we have to be kept away from you and you disease?" I laughed at Fred's comment and was happy that they were already waiting for me. Somehow this whole ordeal was kept silent from the rest of the students and they thought I had to go home because my grandmother died. My siblings knew of course but they didn't say a word to me.

"Oh I am hungry!" Fred said. "Let's go to the kitchens." James and Louise nodded and I just went along even if I wasn't so hungry. The walk to the kitchens was not silent. James and Fred were laughing and joking and Louis had to smile. It was relaxing to be with them. It made me feel warm. We arrived at a painting and Louis tickled the pear which giggled and turned into a doorknob. As he opened the door we could hear a lot of bustling and hustling. I was not one time down here since my memory loss and somehow my head started to hurt. As I walked inside, a lot of little house elves came towards us but before they could reach us, I lost conciseness and fainted.