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Chapter 25

When, the next day, Molly woke up with nothing but a shoulder left of her right arm, to say she was disappointed was certainly an understatement. George hadn't done it. She didn't even wait for Rosie before dragging herself down the stairs and through the common room. Briefly, Molly glanced around the cosy room, before continuing out of the portrait hole and towards the Great Hall. How she was going to write anything in her lessons, let alone hold her wand, Molly didn't know.

Gradually, the room began to fill around her and Molly quickly glanced up to look at her cousin. She let out a huge sigh of relief when she saw that both of his arms were still intact.

When most of the students had gathered in the hall, Angelina stood at the front of the hall and asked for silence.

"Now, due to certain," she paused, looking at the near-empty staff table behind her and the miserable looking pupils in front of her, "difficulties," she decided, "any lessons taking place today would definitely have been a bit of a challenge seeing as Professor Lupin and I certainly can't teach every class in the school between us and you will all find it near impossible to contribute."

There were a few sarcastic grunts throughout the sea of children and Teddy, the only other member of staff who hadn't been sent to St. Mungo's or back home, stood up.

"We all appreciate that most things are now challenges for you all but we have people working on this to hopefully get it sorted out soon," Teddy continued, "For now, however, lessons will be cancelled."

"We expect you all to co-operate fully with Professor Lupin and I as we are the only members of staff left and no outside help can be sent in. Please use your free time wisely, I'm sure you could all find some notes to be revising if you have nothing else to do," Angelina continued smoothly, "Quidditch tryouts for all houses have been postponed and if this… issue, isn't resolved soon, I wouldn't be surprised if there is not House Cup this year."

This caused an uproar. Students who had previously been on their house team stood up and shook their one arm angrily at the teachers.

Angelina yelled over the uproar, "I'm not saying that for definite! I am aware that that would be extremely disappointing for all of us but it is out of my control! If the teams can't practise, they can't play!"

The hall settled a bit, but the Quidditch teams still glared up at the two members of staff. Molly had felt nothing but guilt for the last few days. Children just like her would soon cease to exist just because of a stupid mistake she made! Matt had spent most of his time trying to convince Molly that this wasn't her fault, but frankly, Molly couldn't see how it could be anyone else's. There were lots of things she could have done with that potion. She could have told someone, left it safely at home, or abandoned the potion somewhere no one would find it so that she could forget about. There was no reason for her to take it to school and leave it on her bedside table. That entire situation just screamed 'dangerous'.

After her aunt had retaken her seat, Molly stared at her untouched breakfast for a few more minutes, before getting to her feet and leaving. Matt sighed when Molly got up and looked sadly after her. It hadn't escaped his notice that she hadn't eaten breakfast that morning or dinner the night before, so he snatched a few pieces of toast and followed her.

He caught up to Molly just as she was taking a seat in the large armchair next to the window in the common room.

"Budge up," Matt said, grinning at Molly who laughed and shuffled right into the corner of the chair. Matt squished in next to her and handed her one of the pieces of buttered toast.

"Eat," he demanded.

"I already had breakfast," Molly protested, trying to shove the toast back at him.

"Lier."

"How would you know anyway, I was downstairs ages before you?"

"Because I know you and I know you're beating yourself up about this," he said, nodding his head towards his missing arm.

Molly glared at him and opened her mouth to speak, only to find it filled with toast.

"Tasty, right?" Matt smirked after shoving the food into Molly's mouth, "It's called food, it's good for you."

"Ha ha," Molly said, after swallowing the toast, "Very witty."

"Seriously though, Mol, starving yourself isn't going to get our arms back. No one blames you."

"I do."

"But you shouldn't! There's nothing you could have done to stop that phial smashing!"

"Debatable."

Matt glared at his friend and wrapped his arm around her shoulders in a hug, "Your uncle's got this. He's smart, he can sort it out."

"He said he'd sort it out yesterday," Molly retorted, leaning her head against Matt's shoulder, "We'll wake up tomorrow without a right side of our body."

"Don't say that," Matt chided, "Give him time. You can't expect him to save the world overnight."

"I just wish I could help," Molly sighed, "I feel useless stuck at school with one arm, leaving someone else to sort out a problem I caused."

"You didn't-"

"Of course I did, Matt! It was me who brought the potion here, me who didn't tell someone, me who decided it would be a great idea to explore Knockturn Alley! And now, because of me, this stupid thing is erasing people's memories! It's made my stupid wish come true like some evil genie!"

"Your wish wasn't stupid, Mol. You couldn't have known what the potion would do. You just wanted your parents to be happy."

"And now I know that they were happiest without me! Maybe it's a good thing I'm fading, Matt. If my parents aren't happy, then maybe it's better this way."

Matt's face turned stern, "Don't you ever say anything like that ever again. You parents wouldn't have thought about having you if they weren't happy. What happened last year was a minor setback and would have caused arguments in any stable relationship. But, once this is sorted out, your mum and dad will get over it, they'll move on, make up and soon, you'll be an older sister!"

"Urgh," Molly muttered, "Another reason for them to forget about me; having a little baby crawling around the house to keep them busy."

Matt smirked, "Shut up, you're the first and the best and you always will be. Now how about we go talk to your aunt and see if she's heard anything."