Written for Let's Dig Holes! (Competition).
Gilderoy had a hard time figuring himself out. He knew that he was brilliant, glamourous, charming, charismatic, and fascinating, but he couldn't quite figure out how he became that way, though he was sure it was a wonderful story. No one would tell him, simply smile and tell him condescendingly that he should take his medicine. Gilderoy found himself getting more and more frustrated each time someone did that. He wanted to know who he was!
He wondered why no one would tell him. Surely it was because he was too amazing for words to properly describe. They must not want him to feel too badly about the accident that took his memory, which was ridiculous since he had only gotten into saving someone from some foul creature of course. If only he knew what foul creature! He was certain he knew who it had been though.
It surely was the redheaded boy. He came occasionally, played some chess with him. Gilderoy was kind enough to let the boy win all the time, which meant that he couldn't pay attention from the very beginning. To do that, Gilderoy's far superior, rather incredible chess skills would show themselves, and this boy, who said that his name was Ron, which sounded very familiar, would be crushed.
Gilderoy couldn't let that happen. Ron seemed to be the only one that wanted to visit him. Everyone else in Gilderoy's life before must have been too insecure to ever see him, which was okay. Gilderoy didn't want anyone to see in this condition. Except for Ron. Ron was okay. Ron didn't talk much about what happened, but it was surely was a traumatic experience for the boy and he didn't want to relieve it.
For a while though, Ron didn't come back for some reason. It didn't bother Gilderoy, except with him gone, no one was visiting Gilderoy, which he didn't like. He just hoped Ron would come back soon.
And he did, eventually, looking older than he had before. He must be following in the footsteps of his hero. Gilderoy didn't ask him what happened though. He didn't think the boy should relive those experiences.
Instead, they simply played chess.
