Frank combs his fingers and ruffles his hair anxiously. Heslackjaws while concentrating all his energy to absorb what Alice tells them.Shooting his best friend an occasional questionable glance. Alice had donethings that didnât make sense all year now. He leans back down propping himselfup with an elbow as he stares her down. âAfter Rod..you mean Rodolphus? Did..did..âHe furrows his brows thinking that was a strange conclusion, but he blurts itout anyway. âDid Rodolphus push you down the stairs? I..Is there another Rod?âRodolphus wasnât a prefect so he shouldnât have been outside of the snakeâsdorm that late.However, he felt even more confused. Didnât Rod find Alice? Â
âFreak out? Iâm Frank fine. Iâm fine.â He clears his throat,and inwardly continued to freak out. Frank wasnât just Frantic Frank on amurder train. He was like that always and it didnât shut off. He fidgets andpicks up Luke to set in his lap, placing one hand to keep his head propped andthe other lingering at his chest. âPainful? He.. he caused you pain.?. so you..âFrank licks his lips trying to draw the right conclusion from his head. Therewere few ways to recover a lost memory, and he found himself asking King anunspoken question with his frantic gaze. âI canât promise Alice. I I donât knowwhat youâre going to tell us⌠but I donât know how Iâll react. Iâll try toreact like I am now which is perfectly fine ok. Iâm ok with this. Iâm fine. YesFine. Iâm groovy. I can stay groovy.â He rambles on and finally bites down onhis lower lips to silence himself. The worry stuck to his face, as he changesposition to place a reassuring firm hand on her shoulder.
âTell us what happened.â
Of course Rodolphus had gotten himself further involved. Kingsley resisted the urge to pinch his nose. That fucking Lestrange boy. Later, when he had more time to process, heâd have to sit Rodolphus down and have a chat about a good deal of things. Mostly, how people in glass houses shouldnât throw stones.
He forced his focus back on to Alice, letting Frankâs ramble slide. Dealing with Frankâs panic, and his own for that matter heâd thought theyâd finally put this all behind them, could come later. Alice looked as if she had to say something now or she never would.
âAl,â he said gently. âWhat do you remember?â
Alice could see that both of her friends were silently panicking so she reached out and took one of their hands with her own and squeezed it hard to calm them down, to assure them that she was alright. That the hardest part was over and she would get out of it and they didnât need to worry about her anymore.
âIt-- it wasnât Rodolphus, no. He just found me and after I woke up, I wanted to talk to him and thank him for finding me and not just leaving me to die, and we started talking, and it turned out that he found a way to bring back memories. And it worked.â She stopped for a second, let out a small sigh and then continued on. âAccording to that theory, the only way to bring memories back after any kind of memory charm was to put the person who lost their memories through immense pain, and since I knew you two would never-- I could never ask any of you to do that, and it doesnât matter what you guys think, Evan would never actually be able to do that to me either, so since Rodolphus was the one who found the theory, so I... kind of went and asked him to torture me. Which is he didnât even want to do, originally, but for whatever reason, he changed his mind and it actually worked. There was a weird, unknown curse along with the theory, so he didnât use any unforgivable curses before you think that,â she added that one small lie quickly because she didnât want to get Rodolphus into trouble with this, âand it worked. It was horribly painful, but it worked and remember the last week before the break started and how I disappeared? I didnât want to go back to the hospital wing, so I cooped up in the Slytherin dormitory while I was healing.â
She took a deep breath, a lump forming in her throat. She was alright, she was ok, she was through most of it, but still, she only ever really thought about it or talked about it with Rodolphus, she never actually said these words out loud, especially not telling the whole story, and it proved to be a bit more difficult than she originally thought, and she found herself squeezing her two best friendsâ hands again, this time probably more for her reassurance than for the others.
âIt was---â she cleared her throat and ducked her head for a second before she continued. âIt was a stupid accident. Severus Snape and I, we were arguing about stupid stuff and we somehow got to the top of the stairs and I guess it disappeared not long after I got to the top because we were only there for about a minute when he started to leave and it was-- it was so stupid, you know when you pass somebody and you hit your shoulder against the otherâs in the process of it? That is kind of what happened here too, and I am pretty sure it wasnât intentional at all, but I lost my balance and as I stepped back, the stairs just werenât there behind me anymore and... and I fell. So it was all an accident, I just... I just donât understand why he erased my memories? I guess he got panicked he would get the blame? Something like that? I donât know, I canât really think of anything else. This little bit is still kind of confusing, but... but it was all just an accident. A stupid, stupid accident and now I can just... move on from this.â
That last bit didnât sound too convincing, even to Alice herself, but she was trying really hard to work towards that. Towards moving on from all of this and moving forward.