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Chapter 33

"Ok, so. . . Spell damage, fourth floor. I think that's where he'll be," said Lily, trying (and failing) to sound cheerful and encouraging.

They spent around half an hour trying to navigate through the maze that was Saint Mungo's Hospital, before they finally found Rion's ward.

"Are you ok to do this?" Lily asked James tentatively.

"Yeah," he responded, and walked into the ward where Rion was lying, looking very pale and exhausted.

"Rion?" James prompted. "Rion, how are you doing mate?"

"Who are you?" Rion asked, looking a little apprehensive.

"I'm your brother, James. Don't you remember me?" James asked looking a little panicked. "I'm five years younger than you."

"Oh." Said Rion, sounding quite a bit confused. There was a moment's silence as he thought. "So. . . You're in. . . Third year?"

"I'm in fifth year." Corrected James.

Silence took over again for a while before Rion asked a question: "Where are Mum and Dad? Why aren't they here?"

"They - They're dead." James answered quietly.

They sat in silence for another half hour before a nurse bustled in.

"I'm afraid visiting time is over. Mr Potter here needs his sleep." She said.

Lily spoke up now. "Could we talk to you outside for a moment please?"

"Of course you may." The nurse replied and led Lily into the corridor.

"See ya mate. Get better soon, ok?" James said to Rion, before following Lily and the nurse outside.

Lily and the nurse were already talking.

"I don't understand. Why is it only the past two years that he's forgotten?" Lily was asking.

The nurse replied: "Well, after what he went through, it's surprising that he hasn't forgotten absolutely everything. We think that its just these past two years because after the deaths of your parents, James, it's been very hard for him."

"Wait, are you saying he just doesn't want to remember?" Asked James unbelievingly.

"That is more or less correct," the nurse answered gently. "Now I'm afraid I must leave to attend to Rion. Excuse me."

James stood at the door of the ward, watching Rion as he slept. When Lily touched his arm, he turned around slowly and Lily was surprised to see tears running down his cheeks.

"He'll be ok," she told him softly as she pulled him into a hug. "You know he will."

***Back at Hogwarts***

"I hope Rion's ok." Sirius said, sounding worried.

"You're really worried about him, huh?" Asked Helga.

"He's like a brother to me," he replied. "James and him and I have known each other forever - we used to have prank wars together."

"I hope James is alright. I mean, first his parents, now his brother. Who's next?" Voiced Remus glumly.

"Lily?" Said Helga.

Yvonne's eyes darkened. "Don't even think that," she whispered harshly.

"No, I mean she just came through the portrait-hole!" Helga said defensively.

"Hey guys." Lily greeted them as she flopped onto a chair looking tired.

"How are you? And James, for that matter?" Yvonne asked.

"I'm fine. James is ok too, I think, though he's taking this pretty hard. On the bright side, Rion's not as bad as we thought," Lily explained. "But he's lost all memory of the past two years."

The group lapsed into silence. They all jumped when they heard James' voice behind them.

"Hey."

"Prongs!" Exclaimed Sirius.

"Where the hell did that come from?" Chuckled James as the mood lightened.

"Do I have to explain it to you like I did to Moony?" Sirius asked, exasperated. "Prongs, as in antlers, you chufflebrain!" (Sploogal: I've always wanted to call someone a chufflebrain! Lol.)

"Prongs?" Repeated James. "It sounds like a fork!"

"How about Padfoot?" Suggested Lily. When everyone turned to look at her, she shrugged. "It's supposed to look like the grim. It 'haunts' graveyards, and it's supposedly the devil's disguise."

A/N That doesn't feel like the end of a chapter, does it? If you think about it though, it's a cliffie. Think about it, k? By the way, did this chapter make anyone cry? My eyes were all watery when I was typing it. I hate James-torture. We'll get off it soon, I promise. We've written a nice bit of Remus-torture, which will be coming up in around fifteen chapters or so. More soon. . .