My Past

When Dave came to, he was lying on a couch in someone’s flat. He must of been out for a while to be here. Someone had removed his glasses so he couldn’t make out much. He could hear voices in another room, and they appeared to be arguing.

“He doesn’t know who we are?”

“No, he must have been obliviated by whoever took him.”

“But that much memory loss? His name?”

“I bet it was Lockhart. It sounds just like him, except that he didn’t write a book about it.”

There were four voices. Three female and one male. One sounded like she was going to cry. He wondered what obliviated meant and who this Lockhart was.

He tried to move, and found that he couldn’t. As soon as he tried, the four people came rushing into the room. There was the woman with brown hair and the red haired man, plus another woman who had hair the exact same color he did and a woman with blonde hair and large eyes.

The first woman came up to him and sat down in a chair. “Dave,” she said “Do you know who I am? Or any of them?”

“Look, I am not this Harry Potter guy. I don’t know who any of you are and I just want to go home and sleep. My head really hurts.” he replied, trying to sit up again and finding he now could. The red head looked sheepish and all three women glared at him.

“Sorry, mate. I just got a little carried away when I saw you with Hermione. I thought you were hitting on her.” the guy said.

“How long was I out? It must have been a while for you to bring me here.” he asked.

“Actually it was only like a minute. Hermione and I grabbed you and apparated over here before anyone saw anything.” the guy said.

Now he was getting confused again. What did apparated mean? Was he supposed to know this? Obviously not, for all three women said “Ron!”

“Never mind what he just said. So, you don’t know who we are and you don’t know that your real name is Harry Potter,” Hermione said, sounding bossy.

“What makes you think that I’m Harry Potter?” he asked.

All four grinned. “Well, start with the scar on your head. That was given to you when Voldemort killed your parents when you were a year old. Then there is your hair, which looks exactly like you father’s did in all the pictures you have of him. Your eyes are just like your mother’s too.” Hermione said.

“Who is this Voldemort?” he asked, even more confused than before.

“Never mind, we’ll tell you later.” Hermione quickly said before anyone else could say anything. “What is the first thing that you can remember?”

“Waking up in a hospital and the doctors telling me that I had been in an accident.” he replied, now curious to know if these people really knew who he was and about his past.

“Do you know what kind of an accident?”

“No, the doctors couldn’t tell me because they didn’t know. All they said was that someone brought me in really messed up.”

“Well as far as we know, you were abducted by someone. We looked everywhere for you but were never able to look for Muggles.” Ron said.

“Muggles?”

“Never mind,” Hermione said again. She looked at the clock and said “It’s late. Why don’t we talk about this tomorrow?” The others agreed and left. As Hermione said goodbye, he learned that the red head was Ginny and the blonde was Luna. What surprised him was when Ron left. He had assumed that he was Hermione’s husband from the way he acted.

He started to get up but Hermione told him to stay. She walked down the hall and came back with blankets and a pillow and threw them on the couch next to him and said “You’re staying here tonight. I know this is really weird for you, and is going to be that way for a while. We have missed you for seven years, Harry. We all thought you were dead because we couldn’t find you anywhere. We looked for years without any luck Anyway, sleep here for tonight and tomorrow we will go get what stuff you have and bring it here. All of your other things are here too.”

“What stuff?” he asked, forgetting for a moment that she was telling him to stay at her house.

“All your clothes and books and things are here.”

“Can I see them?” he asked.

Hermione shook her head and said “That would bring too many questions at the moment and probably scare you with all that information at once. I don’t want to lose you again now that we’ve found you.”

“Wait, I can’t stay here. I mean, you are married. What about your husband?” he said pointing at her rings. “I thought Ron was and if he reacted to you hugging me, what would he do if he walked in and saw me here?”

Hermione appeared at a loss for what to say to that until she finally said “That won’t be a problem. If you need anything, the kitchen is through that door and the bathroom is the second door to the left down the hall. Good night.” She walked down the hall and turned off the lights. Dave, well Harry, lay back on the couch and thought over all that he had been told until sleep finally took him.