**Emilia's POV**
"Who es it?" a loud, deep voice rang from inside. The door slowly creaked open. "Oh! Well 'ello there, 'Ermione." He moved his head and saw all of us. "Fred, George, Ron, 'Arry. Oi! 'Milia! I didn't know you was allowed ter leave te infirmary."
"Yeah, it was shocking to me too," I said. I couldn't help but smile, seeing that jolly smile look back at me though slightly lost in a forest of beard.
"Now, 'ow's that lil noggin of yers, eh? Memory back?"
"No, sadly. That's why we're here, Hagrid. We thought you could help us," Harry spoke for me, seemingly instinctually.
"Oi, yous better come inside then, ey? 'Ere, come'n in," Hagrid said, stepping aside and holding the door wide open.
"Thank you, Hagrid," I said as I stepped in. The second I stepped foot on the creaky floor, the most precious dog came and jumped on me, making me tumble over under the table.
"Oi! Fang! Down boy," Hagrid commanded, but the dog, Fang, kept licking my face.
"Oh! You're such a cute dog, aren't you!" I started to pet him, but stopped a second, the smell of the dog and the hut triggering a memory of sorts.
"Ummm... Emi? What're you doing?" Harry said awkwardly. I moved so my face was no longer in the crook of Fang's neck and looked at them, though not looking at them. Looking at what I remembered last time.
Lunch with Hagrid. A beautiful black owl was there, and Fang, and Harry, and Hagrid.
... I remembered... sipping boiling hot tea, hard a stones scones...
"Emilia, are you alright?" Ron piped up, bringing me back to reality.
"Oh, yes, fine... it's just..." my mind began to wander once again as I looked at Ron.
"Do you mind? Everywhere else if full."
"Not at all."
"I'm Ron. Ron Weasley."
"Emi! Earth to Emilia!" I looked sharply to my left and saw Hermione.
"Do you need help unpacking? I've already finished...... You didn't hear this from me, because I don't want to get in trouble. But I read in 'Hogwarts : A History' that boys can't go into the girls dorms. The stairs change into a slide. But nothing happens when a girl tries to get into the boys dorm."
I looked back at Hermione. Same eyes that consist of mischief glazed over by intelligence.
I looked at everyone, just staring at me as I sat on the floor.
I didn't remember everything, but I remembered something.
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The Potter Twins and the Philosopher's Stone
Fanfiction"No matter where we go, at least we'll be together." "Right. Together." "Always?" "Until the very end." ******* Harry Potter. The boy who lived. Defeated he-who-must-not-be-named. What if there was one more? Emilia Potter. The GIRL who lived. Defea...
