Third chapter, disclaimer as before, I have ideas for the next chapter, but suggestions would be really helpful, you will be credited!
Dedicated to my friend Smel, or as she is known here Question the Answers.
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Stolen Memories
Part 3 Fred POV'I cannot believe it. I cannot believe it! My little bro's lost his memory; he can't remember anything, apparently, according to Harry and Hermoine, not even who they are. That must have been some knock on the head! I know the type of damage that can be caused by a bludger, … I normally inflict it!'
I thought to myself, chuckling at the thought as I walked towards the infirmary with my twin brother George beside me. George hearing the chuckle stopped in the hall, turned to look at me with his eyebrow raised in question. I chuckled again shaking my head.
"It's nothing, just thinking about how much pain we inflict on people with those Bludgers"
I replied to his unanswered question, an evil smirk appearing on my lips, and then an identical one appeared on Georges face. I turned my head back and we resumed our journey to the infirmary, sobering at the thought of the purpose of this journey. Ron. Our little brother.
'I know everybody thinks that we are only involved in ourselves, but we do care, especially about Ron and Ginny, we are their older brothers after all, its just so much fun to tease them sometimes…oh ok all the time'
I thought to myself, I may have been joking around, but that's the way its always been, its how George and I cope with situations, we cover what we really feel inside with jokes; it helps to take peoples mind off the situation. I am really worried, what if Ron never gets his memory back, that's 15 years of life gone. What about magic? Its our life, its how we were brought up!
Mum's gonna take it bad, Ginny and Hermoine are writing a letter to her now, she's always been a bit more protective over Ron and Ginny, being the youngest, but I suppose we all are. She gets worried about Ron 'gallivanting around in the dark trying to get himself killed'; she is not going to take this well at all!
"Do you think he will be awake this time?" George asked me "it's been an hour since Ginny went to see him last and another hour before that when we all went to try and see him"
"Hopefully. Though Madame Promfrey sure is evil! Really! That's our brother in there and she says "only 2 people at a time, blah blah blah, now go away blah blah blah!!!"
The last part was said in my, if I may say so, pretty impressive impression of Madam Pomfrey. George laughed, but I could still see the strain on his face.
'He was worried about Ron as well. It's not surprising, he's probably feeling exactly the same way I am, we are The Twins, we are exactly the same in every way, well that's what everybody thinks anyway. They see both of us as one person, sometimes I wish that…well…people would see us differently, that we are two different people, but that would mean being separated from George, and I don't know if I could do that…it just sometimes…'
My deep thoughts were broke off by us reaching the door to the infirmary, we looked at each other then I opened the door and stuck my head in the open hole and said
"Knock knock, any one home"
Madam Pomfrey's was suddenly right in front of my face, giving a yelp I jumped backwards, I could hear George chuckling behind me so I turned and poked my tongue out at him, which only fuelled his laughter. This little act received a glare from Madam Pomfrey, surprisingly like mums. Knowing that look meant business we quieten down.
"I suppose you have come to see your brother?"
She asked still glaring, you would think she didn't trust us! The nerve! We're not that bad! Ok we are, but she really shouldn't just go by that! At our identical nods, she turned and said
"This way then."
We followed her to the other end of the infirmary, where Ron's bed was. She peered round the screen divider, which was round his bed at the moment and said
"Ron dear, you have some visitors, I'll just take this screen away now and if you need me I'll be in my office so just shout if you need me"
She turned back to us and pointing a finger at us said
"And you two don't stress him out" we gave her the 'who me faces' but she wasn't fooled. Her parting words to us were
"Behave."
Not unusual, normally we get that from mum, dad, the teachers. We both grinned and turned to look at Ron. We found him studying us, as if looking at us for the first time, and with a start I remembered that to him he probably is. He doesn't remember us. He doesn't remember anything we have done. We all stayed there staring at each other in awaked silence before Ron broke the silence
"Sooooo, I guess we're related then?"
George and I jumped at the sudden sound, and gave him a quizzical look. He pulled at this hair and said grinning
"The hair kind of gives it away, I don't think may people have hair this…um…red!"
We chuckled at that; it was true the Weasley hair was rare. He smiled at that seeming pleased that he had defused the tension, I was a little surprised, that was our job, Georges and mine! George answered his question
"Yeah yeah we are"
"Wow, twin brothers, cool. I also know I have a sister as well, Madam Pomfrey mentioned that she had stopped by when I was sleeping, so tell me about our family, I know I have a sister and you guys. What about our parents?"
Ron asked his eyes full of questions. George and I looked at each other, and I thought
'This may take a while'
"Well mum and dad are pretty good, but you also have more brothers."
George said taking a seat on one of the chair situated by the side of the bed.
"More brothers"
Ron asked his eyes going wide. I nodded my head and George and I started up the tail of our family, with the much-used Twin talk, which seemed to annoy and freak out everybody.
"Yeah more…"
"…There is…"
"…Bill, he's the…"
"…Oldest, he's a…"
"…Curse breaker with…"
"…Gringotts bank…"
"…but you probably…"
"…Don't know what…"
"…That is…"
"…And then there is…"
"…Charlie, who is the…"
"…Second oldest, and…"
"…Works with dragons…"
"…In Romania…"
"…Then there is…"
"…Percy, or…"
"…Perfect Percy…"
"…As we like to…"
"…Call him…"
"…Then there…"
"… Is us, then…"
"…There is you, and…"
"…Then there is…"
"…Ginny, who is…"
"…The only girl…"
"…And has a…"
"…Crush on your…"
"…Best friend…"
"…So that's about…"
"…All of us…"
We said grinning at each other, quite satisfied with our performance. We then looked at Ron. He was sitting there with his eyes wide and mouth agape, just staring at us with a look of shocked wonder on his face. Then his eyes rolled up in his head and he fainted and fell of the bed, this was resulted by a loud thump and Ron landing in a heap on the floor.
I turned to George and asked
"Our families not that bad. Is it?"
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