Chapter 14

"Rosie! Rosie!" The unmistakeable shrill voice of Lily Potter echoed down the corridor. She bounced to her cousin's side. "What's up with you, misery guts?"

'Misery guts' was perhaps a little extreme, but then Lily's view from Planet Hyper would be. She was constantly energetic, over-whelming to some, but happy-go-lucky Lily would never be phased by complaints that she was annoying.

"It's a long story." replied Rose. It wasn't really, but she didn't want Lily scouting for gossip whilst she had other things on her mind.

"We've got..." she looked down at her watch. "Twenty-two and a half minutes before we need to go to fourth lesson. So spill! We've got time!"

Rose sighed. "You know the most part. At Saturday's Quidditch match, when Scorpius got knocked off his broom, remember? He lost all his memory from that day, which is a shame because I would have liked him to know what that utter fool Chilcott did to him. He hasn't had any punishment but he deserves it. What he did was completely intentional. No-one else seems to think anything of it because they were preoccupied with the accident itself instead of its cause. Every-one has told me to drop it, even Professor Longbottom, but I don't want to. It's irking me."

"Irking, that's a funny word," giggled Lily.

"Oh shut up." snapped Rose. "You've got all your news, so run along and tell the whole Weasley clan that Rose is being ridiculous again."

"I wasn't going to tell the whole Weasley clan about you're being ridiculous. In actual fact, I can help, but if you're going to be like that maybe I won't."

"Get off your high Hippogriff. Tell me or don't tell me but don't hang it over me."

Lily stared at Rose, pursing her lips as she wondered whether to tell her.

"You know I can't keep a secret." said Lily, giving in. "We were studying remedial charms in class earlier this week and there was one to restore memory. It works faultlessly, with no side-effects or anything, but that's only if it's performed spot on. It's brilliant, but so hard to get right. Of course, you can't practise on anything because after the spell's cast you still won't know if it works, never mind finding some-one or something with a lost memory in the first place. But it's so dangerous, Rose; that's probably why Madam McKenna didn't use it originally. You'd have to be really desperate to use it. Don't you think this circumstance is a bit... trivial to risk so much?"

"It's not trivial, it's about justice! If Scorpius can remember it's two people's views against one. Chilcott will have to get some punishment. Now tell me the spell."

"But Rose, I really don't think-"

"Tell me." growled Rose, grabbing Lily's arm and digging in her nails.

"Ow!" yelped Lily. "Fine. It's atkurtia. But please, Rose, think this through before you do anything you regret."

Rose smiled broadly. "Thank you, Lily!" She was already running down the corridor when she shouted: "They don't call me the brightest witch of my age for nothing!"

A/N Hope you guys enjoyed reading! I've got a really got plot coming up that was inspired by / given to me by The Hennahito. I think you'll like it! Anyway, now I know what R&R stands for, please keep R&Ring! Thanks for your loyalty - Jodie-Luna x