42. Silencio
The boy called Ron smiled even more. “That’s the ‘Mione I know and love!” She grimaced at the obvious nickname for her and said, “I want to be called Rose. That is- Until I get my memories back. I think it will help us all- adjust to the new me. Sans memory.” He nodded genially and bounded out the door to yell, “’MIONE WANTS TO BE CALLED ROSE, DO IT OR ELSE!!!” A boy with glasses and startling green eyes came into her room then and, punching Ron lightly on the arm, said, “Don’t make me Silencio you. This ears can’t repel yelling of that magnitude.” Rose laughed, she knew what he was referencing but couldn’t remember HOW she knew. The boy, who she didn’t yet know the name of, said, “So you remember Star Wars but not the Boy Who Lived to Annoy You?” She looked askance at Ron and said, “I’d have pegged Ron for that position.” He chuckled at Ron’s expense and replied, “Right, as always. I’m Harry, nice to meet you, Rose.” He looked a bit lost too, she could relate, and before she could control her mouth she asked, “What happened to you?” She cringed. |