Leave your blind
Chapter 1: Making Memories
Memories are always with you in the back of your mind. Either good or bad, those memories will carry you throughout the rest of your life. Somethimes they'll sneak up on you and make you think about it, feel it in your mind and in your heart. It makes you happy, sad, laugh, hurt, or maybe it will annoy you. Sooner or later you'll say, 'I can't believe I just did that' or 'Why did we do that?' There are a lot of ways to loose those memories. How you ask? Well there are a few examples. Such as hypnosis, a coma, a potion, or even a spell.
But for this person, he lost his memory and felt something towards another with no memory about him. He always wondered if he's in love or not. The other wonders if he remembers him and the past that they made with each other. It effects them both with their lives, social life, and their emotions. It tortures their hearts, makes them both weak, and they wonder if they can return to the place where they were placed. This is their story.
Harry James Potter. 'The Boy Who Lived' or 'The Chosen One.' When he was young, he lived with his horrible relatives. His Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and a snotty cousin Dudley. He hated the Dursleys very much. But when he was eleven years old, he recieved a letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from a giant named Rubeus Hagrid. When he came to Hogwarts on the first night, the raven haired boy was sorted into Gryffindor House. The boy was full of bravery, love, and care in his heart.
But before he went to Hogwarts, he met some friends on his way from shopping for supplies and on the train. His friends are Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger.
Harry met Draco in a Robes shop and met him again on a train. Remembering the blonde bloke of how he talked about two of the houses in Hogwarts and his broomstick. How he kept quiet and listen, trying to follow each and every meaning. He also remembered how he took his hand for friendship.
"Harry Potter," said a boy.
Harry looked to his left side and saw the gray eyed boy he met in the Robes Shop in Diagon Alley.
"I'm Malfoy," he said and stood in front of Harry, "Draco Malfoy." He held out his hand and waited for him to take it.
Harry smiled and took his hand. "I'm Harry. Harry Potter," he said once more and shook it for friendship.
"I know that."
Meeting Ronald Weasley on the train was a bit interesting. Well having his family for helping him getting on the platform and having his twin brothers loading his stuff on the train was wonderful. Ronald Weasley or Ron had ginger red hair and a firm body when he was young. Just meeting him on the train made Harry have a new friend that he can be himself. He also remembered Hermione Granger of how she asked if they both seen Neville's toad. Hermione Granger is a muggle-born girl and she was a beautiful girl to Ron.
"HARRY! RON! YOU GUYS COMING OR WHAT?" yelled Hermione from downstairs.
Ron jumped to his feet feeling like that he's just been woken up by an earthquake. He fumbled to get his clothes on just remembering that it was a Saturday and it was Harry's birthday and they were going to take him out."Harry! HARRY! Come on Mione's calling us," Ron said and threw Harry a book that would wake him up.
Harry groaned hating to wake up so early in the morning. He rubbed his eyes and put on his glasses. He saw that Ron was almost dressed and ready to go. Harry stumbled to get off his bed feeling a bit sore on his neck. He noticed that he's been sleeping on the wrong side of the bed at night after having a playful fight with Draco and Ron.
"Come on Potter! Can't even take down your own friend!" yelled Draco holding him down.
"Harry! Draco! Ron! Come on! This ain't funny anymore. I don't want any of you three to be hurting each other!" yelled Hermione watching them by the sidelines near the shrieking shack.
"Hermione relax. We're just playing around," Ron said to his girlfriend as he wrapped his arm around harry's neck.
"Mione! Tell your boyfriend to let go of my neck! I might feel it tomorrow in the morning!"
"RON! DRACO!"
"Ok. Ok," they both said and accidently let Harry dropped to the floor.
"Yeah. Thanks for putting me down gently!" Harry said while rubbing his neck.
Ron walked over to Hermione and gave her a quick peck. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tight saying,"I love you."
Hermione rolled her eyes and loosened Ron's grip around her waist. She looked at him and said,"Mhmm." She soon started hitting him almost about everywhere and shouted at him,"WHEN I TELL YOU TO STOP, I MEAN STOP! I CARE ABOUT YOU AND OUR FRIENDS SAFETY! I DON'T WANT TO EVER SEE DOING THIS AGAIN! DON'T YOU DARE FOLLOW DRACO'S SILLYNESS!"
Harry and Draco were laughing at Ron's reaction to Hermione.
Yes, Draco did feel offended but he always love it when Ron always get lectured by his girlfriend very much. Harry couldn't stop laughing.
"What's wrong Ron? Cat got your tounge?" asked Draco.
"Shut it!" Ron roared as he tried his best to keep Hermione's fists away from his body.
Harry smiled to himself as he got ready for his birthday to start off with a good day. He stretched and yawned one last time and headed downstairs with Ron.
"Happy Birthday mate," Ron said and gave him a big, red, and gold colored box. "I wanted to beat Mione and Draco, so that I can be the first to say it and give you this."
He smiled and started opening it. It revealed a pendant that was made from a light pebble with carvings on one side saying P.A. Leader. Harry examined it carefully holding it with his hand. Carefully not wanting to upset Ron, he tried to figure out what did P.A. mean.
"You don't like it do you?" asked Ron with a face that Harry felt full of guilt.
"No! I love it Ron! I assume that P.A. means Potter's Army," Harry asked curiosly to see if he got it right.
Ron smiled and nodded. Harry soon had a quick of relief. "Well, I'm hoping it beats Mione's and Draco's."
"Don't worry Ron. It's the thought that counts, but may I ask just one question. Why Potter's Army?"
Ron gulped and answered nervously," Well you are going to lead us to victory against Voldemort. You're going to win."
"We're going to win, Ron. Thanks again," Harry said and put on his new necklace.
They both walked down the stairs of the Weasley home and entered the living room where Hermione and Draco stood. Harry looked at the both of them and just smiled. They both smiled back. Draco was about to move towards to Harry but Hermione moved faster than him. She ran and gave him a tight, lovable hug.
"Happy Birthday Harry," she said and looked at him. "Umm...I hope you like your present." She held it out and gave it to him.
Harry took it with gentle hands. Harry really loves all of his gifts but mostly he loves celebrating his brithday with his friends, especially Draco. The first time that Draco got something for him. It was an expensive amulet and it was in engraved. But soon Draco became more caring and loving of his gifts to Harry and his friends. He started giving some baked goods with a card, a nice home made bracelet, or even a day in a nice place. As long as it comes from the heart, Harry really cares about it.
Harry opened Hermione's gift, revealing a book about Quidditch. Quidditch Through the Ages Book 2. "Thanks Mione," he said to her with a smile.
"Well it was the first book I saw and I knew that you would love to get the second book as soon as it came out. So there you go. I'm sorry about the first one that Wood gave you our first year at Hogwarts," she replied.
"Hey. At least the second book will be better than the first."
She giggled to herself and stepped back. Harry looked at Draco notifying him that it is his turn. Draco stepped foward nervously. It felt like that he was about to throw up or something but he actually feared that Harry's gift won't make him happy.
"Relax," Harry whispered to Draco touching his hand gently.
The two boys felt a shock when they touched. Draco quickly gave Harry his gift and pulled away as fast as he could. Harry held the gift with a tight grip and looked at Draco. His eyes were looking down at the floor not meeting the beautiful jade-green eyes that wanted to stare in those silver orbs. Harry sighed to himself and started opening the slytherin green with gray ribbons, box. With great surprise. It was something that Harry had never seen before.
The box contained family pictures and old journal entries. The hand writing looked very familiar to him. He soon saw a picture of his godfather with his parents smiling at him. In his mother's hands was a baby. It was him. It was him being held and loved by his mother in the picture.
Ron groaned in the back as he finally felt defeat from Draco's gift. Hermione eyed Draco feeling like that she had got a bad grade in one of her classes. Draco looked at his friends staring at a glaring Hermione and a defeated Ron. But for Harry, he was still admiring his gift.
Harry sat down and looked at some of the pictures of his godfather. Harry stared at Draco who was staring back. "How did you-"
"Get all of this," Draco interrupted and sat down right next to him. "It wasn't easy because my aunt had all of the stuff of Sirius. But my mother, she insisted me to give you the stuff. So we compromised with her and she had to give it up. So this is where it ends up. With you. The favorite grandson."
Harry was speechless. He didn't know what to say. All this time, Draco was saving the best for last."Thank you. Thank you so much!" He gave him a hug.
Draco just smiled and hugged back.
"Well aren't you all hungry or not? Breakfast is not going to eat itself is it?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Breakfast for the Birthday boy is served," called the Weasley twins as they walked into the kitchen with following behind them.
"Indeed," Hermione said and pulled Ron over to the kitchen.
"Can I ask you something Draco?" Harry eyed him curiously.
"Sure," Draco answered.
"Did you come here with or without your parents permission because I know your father really hates us hanging out with each other."
Draco shrugged and said,"Well my mom gave me permission. But father he...he wasn't there so my mom said go ahead."
"Okay then. Umm I have one more question."
"Well go on. Ask me the question."
"Do you...have...something..for me?"