Albus laughed loudly as he bit into his breakfast the next day. He was sitting at the Gryffindor table with Scorpius and Lily, and the two of them were telling Albus about things he and Scorpius had done in the past.

"One time, you and Scorp went up to James' room and hid in a pile of his dirty clothes," Lily said, "That's something I still can't believe you survived, by the way. Anyway, when James went up to his room, you two jumped out and scared the living daylights out of him. I thought he was going to kill you."

Albus covered his face with his hands and shook his head. "And how old were we at this point?"

"12. That was the summer after your second year," Lily said.

"We got into a lot of trouble," Scorpius smiled, "I'm surprised your dad didn't ban me from ever going to your house again."

"No," Lily shook her head, "He'd never have done a thing like that. He knew how close you two were."

Scorpius nodded and looked at Albus, who suddenly looked sad.

"What's wrong, Al?" Scorpius asked, concerned.

"I'm sorry I don't remember you," Albus blurted, "I don't understand how I could have forgotten you if we were so close."

"It's not your fault," Scorpius said, putting a hand on Albus' shoulder, "You fell."

"That must have been very traumatizing," Lily said, "Your brain probably couldn't handle that much stress. Strange things can happen."

Albus stared at his food, feeling both upset and angry that he couldn't remember.

An owl flew into the Great Hall and landed in front of Albus. He recognized it as the Potter family owl, Athena, and gently took the letter from her. He opened it up and saw his father's rushed handwriting.

Albus,

Headmistress McGonagall wrote your mother and I about your accident. We are so relieved to hear that you are alright. We're sorry about everything you must be going through right now. It's awful that you can't remember Scorpius. We hope you get through this soon. Write to us anytime you want for support. And Lily and all your friends are there to help you, including Scorpius. Best wishes, son.

Your loving Father.

Albus thought about how hard it must have been for his dad to write this letter. What does a person say to their son who can't remember their own best friend? It's not like a parent plans for this sort of thing to happen. Albus bit his tongue hard, wincing at the pain. He stood up abruptly, knocking his breakfast off the table.

"What is it?" Lily asked, reaching for the letter.

Albus handed it to her and she and Scorpius read it in silence.

"Oh, Albus," Lily said gently.

She reached out to touch him, but he took a step back to avoid her. Albus bit his lip and ran out of the Great Hall. He ran all the way back to the Slytherin common room and collapsed on the couch. A few other Slytherins were near him, but none of them spoke a word to him. They all knew what he was going through, and decided that it was best to leave him alone.

A few minutes later, loud banging could be heard from the outside of the common room.

"Let me in!" A familiar voice yelled out. One of the Slytherins opened the dungeon door and Scorpius rushed into the room, and towards Albus.

"Why'd you run away?" Scorpius asked, "You told me not to run, so why did you?"

Albus looked up and Scorpius, an angry look on his face.

"You don't get it," he said, "You don't understand what I'm going through at all! Everyone at Hogwarts is telling me I know you, but I don't remember! Everyone is telling me I'll get better soon, but I can't believe that! Do you think I enjoy forgetting someone who everyone keeps saying was probably the most important person in my life next to my family?"

"And do you think I enjoy being forgotten by someone I love?" Scorpius yelled back, not sure why he was getting angry too, "You say I don't understand what you're feeling, and maybe that's true, but I'm going through a tough time too!"

"You didn't forget!"

"And that hurts!" Scorpius said angrily, "No, I didn't forget you! But you forgot me, and there isn't a damn thing I can do to fix it! I have to go through every day knowing that you don't know who I am!"

Albus buried his face in a pillow on the couch and let out a loud scream. Scorpius turned on his heel and began to storm out of the room, but stopped right before the door. He sighed and walked back to Albus, who was shaking, his face still buried in the pillow. When Albus looked up at Scorpius again, he had tears falling from his eyes.

Scorpius fell to his knees in front of Albus and rested his head on the couch cushion. "We can't fight like this just because we're both hurting," he mumbled.

Albus stayed silent, but found himself resting a hand on top of Scorpius' head.

"I- I don't want to fight with you," he said after a minute of silence. He was very aware of all the Slytherins watching him and Scorpius, and began to feel uncomfortable.

"I don't want to fight either," Scorpius responded. "I get that you're mad…you have a right to be. I can't imagine how hard it must be to try so hard to remember, but you just can't."

"I can't stand it," Albus said, "It's the worst feeling in the world. But maybe what you're going through is worse. I mean…you have to deal with me while I try and remember."

"I'd deal with anything if it meant helping you," Scorpius blurted, and blushed.

Albus smiled. A few of the Slytherins "aww"ed, and Albus glared at them. They just smiled and laughed, but not in an unkind way.

"Let's go somewhere else," Albus said, standing up. Scorpius followed as Albus walked towards his dorm. They sat on the floor together by the bed, and Albus sighed and stared at the ceiling.

"I hate putting everyone through this," he said quietly.

"You know we're here for you."

"But you shouldn't have to be."

"That doesn't mean we aren't."

Albus smiled and looked at Scorpius. "I sort of see why I fell for you," he said, turning slightly red.

Scorpius laughed, "Because I'm sexy?"

Albus hit him playfully and laughed. "Because you're sweet."

Scorpius pouted. "I'd rather be sexy."

"I'm trying to be serious," Albus laughed.

"Ok, ok," Scorpius said, a happy feeling rising in his chest. "I don't understand one thing."

"What's that?"
"You don't remember me, and you say you don't like blokes…but then you go and say I'm 'sweet' and that you know why you fell for me?"

Albus blushed deeper. "I'm confused," he said, "I don't understand anything that's going on. I honestly don't remember you….but I wish I did."

Scorpius stayed silent as Albus leaned against him. Albus stayed there for a long time, breathing steadily. Scorpius played with his hair for a while before looking at Albus' face. He smiled slightly when he saw Albus sleeping soundly. Scorpius sat in that spot contently, allowing Albus to sleep his troubles away.

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