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A/N: This story is coming to an end…I will probably only write a few more chapters (but I'll try to make them long). Sorry for the long update! Now on with the chapter…

Chapter 11 – Memory

"Well, at least we have all the same classes." Rhiann handed Greg her schedule. He glanced over it as they headed for their first class, and Rhiann's favorite class; Herbology. The sunlight was streaming into the corridor as they walked and Rhiann felt happy and relaxed. Her trip to California did pay off. She hadn't even thought about Ron since she came here. Though she did think about Ginny and wondered when she could see her friend. As if on cue, Ginny rounded the corner, engrossed in reading a sheet of paper and almost bumped into Greg.

"Oh, I'm so sorr— Rhiann!" Ginny shouted Rhiann's name with happiness over seeing her. Rhiann smiled and in a matter of seconds were hugging and catching up.

"Oh my god, where have you been? I was so worried when you weren't here and I thought it must have been upset over what Ron did," Ginny was talking a thousand miles a minute.

Rhiann calmly put her hand over Ginny's mouth. "Gin, its okay, I'll explain everything to you after class, because we are going to be late. What do you have right now" she questioned.

Ginny removed Rhiann's hand and answered with a simple "Herbology."

"We have that too, why don't you walk with us?" Greg offered. The girls turned to where he was leaning against a wall looking at them with an amused grin, finally remembering he was there.

"Oh, yes, come on Ginny." Rhiann grabbed Ginny's hand and pulled her down the corridor. They talked about their other classes on the way. Ginny had everything with Rhiann except Divination. Hermione had talked her out of taking it.

"Speaking of Hermione, how has she been" Rhiann asked.

"She's okay. We were both really worried about you. She's been trying to find that girl Ron was with in France." Rhiann flinched at her words. It didn't matter if she got away for a week, she still hadn't fully healed. She didn't think she ever would.

"She actually thinks Ron was under some sort of spell," Ginny continued "it does make a little sense though. Ron had no idea where he was. Hermione even says she knows who did it; they go here. The girl did look familiar; I mean who wouldn't remember really pale blond hair? " Rhiann stopped walking at her words. Would she really do that?

"Rhiann are you okay, you look a little pale." Greg rushed over to her side, placing his hand on her forehead. Rhiann was pale, the thoughts and questions that were going through her head make her feel a little woozy.

"I-I'm fine" Rhiann whispered. She blinked a couple times, took some deep breaths and closed her eyes. The memories from those years came flooding back to her. The happiness, the loneliness, the moving on and now the dull pain of betrayal and confusion, it was so overwhelming. So overwhelming, Rhiann felt her vision go black, the hard floor under head and the blood curling sound of skull splitting.

The corridor was quiet as Ron made his way back to the dorms. He had forgotten his Magical Creatures Book for Hagrid's class and was going back to get it. Ron's thoughts wandered to a certain brown haired, 5th year. It had been so long since he last saw Rhiann. He wished she would come back so he could explain what happened with him and that girl in France, to tell her how mad he was at himself and that he wished he didn't do it, even if he was under a spell.

Suddenly, he saw three teachers and Ginny all carrying some one to the Hospital Wing. Ron stopped for a few seconds, trying to see who it was. He peered into the room just in time to see Rhiann being laid on a bed by Ginny and Greg (A/N: Ron remembers him). Without another thought, Ron flung himself into the room and going over to Ginny asking what had happened.

"Okay, everybody out of here! She cracked her skull open, she won't be out of here for a while." Madame Pomfrey was shooing everyone away from Rhiann. Ginny, Ron and Greg shuffled out of the room. When the door closed, Ron turned to Ginny, demanding her answers.

"Since when is Rhiann here, when did she get back, what happened to her?"

Ginny sighed before opening her mouth to answer him. Only Greg spoke before she could.

"What do you care? Aren't you her ex-boyfriend? She's not your concern anymore; therefore we don't need to explain anything. Why don't you talk to her when she wakes up? Come on Ginny we're going to be late for class." And with that he and Ginny left Ron, who looked like Greg had just slapped him.

Ron stood there for a few more minutes replaying Greg's words in his mind. Aren't you her ex-boyfriend? What do you care, she's not your concern anymore... It was true, and he knew that from the start. They were done when he first cheated, he knew she hated him, loathed him, and would never like him again. They hadn't spoken in about 2 months, he wasn't hers anymore. He was not in her life any longer.

But there was a little part of him that wished he still was.

The orange sunlight from the setting sun poured into the Hospital Wing causing Rhiann to stir in her sleep and squint at the figure sitting in a chair next to her bed. A few more blinks and she was staring at a worried brown haired girl she had never seen before who was looking down at her as if she had lobsters crawling out of her ears.

More blinks from Rhiann.

More looks from the girl.

Rhiann studied at the peculiar girl sitting next to her bead. She had bushy brown hair and was peering at her with a look of worry and slight amazement. Rhiann sat up, never breaking the eye contact of her and the girl.

Past the girl, was a full length mirror, and Rhiann took her eyes off the girl to study herself in the reflection. Rhiann could hardly recognize herself, she had bandages surrounding her head and her hair was probably underneath. She was white as a sheet and had bruises on the back of her arms and elbows. How did I get like this…., she thought as she drew her eyes from the mirror and back to the girl still sitting near her bed.

"Rhiann," the girl finally spoke "you've been out for a couple of days."

Rhiann just continued to stare at the girl. Who was she? And more importantly where was she, why was she in this bed, why were there bandages around her head, where did she get those bruises and how did this girl know her name?

"Umm…w-who a-are you" Rhiann asked

The girl answered calmly back "Madame Pompfrey told me you might not recognize me. After all you did fall pretty hard and cracked your skull open. Poor Ginny, if you don't recognize me, you probably won't recognize her."

As if on cue, the door to the room burst open and a girl with red hair followed by three boys rushed over to where Rhiann and the brown hair girl sat. The red head peered at Rhiann with the same look as the brown haired girl; worry with a slight amazement.

"Did you tell her, Hermione" the red haired girl asked the brown haired girl that had been in the room when Rhiann woke up.

"Who are you," Rhiann questioned "and who are they," she pointed to the boys "Why am I in this room, how do you know my name, where are we, I'm so confused." Rhiann let the questions on her mind finally voice themselves.

The red haired girl spoke first. "Rhiann, I'm Ginny. Greg and I," she motioned to the light brown haired boy next to her "carried you here. You fainted on your way to class. You are in the Hospital Wing of Hogwarts. We are your friends. You've been attending this school for 5 years."

Well that explained a lot. The faces surrounding her looked a little familiar if she squinted and thought about it really hard. The room itself did not look familiar, but she was still a little confused.

"Rhiann," a red haired boy that looked a lot like Ginny spoke to her "can you remember anything before you woke up here"

Rhiann closed her eyes and thought about it for a minute. In her mind she could see filing cabinets labeled with different memories. But not one of them held anything, each one was empty as if the files and folders had been misplaced somewhere else.

Rhiann shook her head. She couldn't remember anything. They all sighed before Madame Pompfrey shooed them out of the Wing and into the hall.

A/N: Like I said before, this story only has a few chapters left because I want to wrap it up. As for the pairings, they are going to change, but I don't know if I'm just going to focus on one or both. Well, hope you liked this, please review. -