Loss Of Memory

"Hey... John... Tell me you're... Joking...?" Serena asked nervously 

"Serena...? What are you talking about?" John asked as he stared straight at her. 

John wasn't a good liar, nor was he a bad one. Serena knew this from the year which he had passed with him. She looked straight at his pale green eyes and as she did so, a drop of sweat slid down her face. 

John's expression didn't suggest that he was lying, in fact, it made it seem as if he truly had no clue about what they were talking about. Seeing this, serena felt her heart drop. 

[Did he force himself to forget...? Did he create another spell and it backfired...? Was he hit in the head too hard?] Serena asked herself 

Those were the questions which popped up in her mind, but there was one more that she refused to admit, refused to imagine even.