Just a note this story is slightly AU. I don't want to give to much away right now so just read. Feel free to ask about any question of comment and I'll do my best to respond. Enjoy.

His eyes crack open slightly only to immediately close as the white light blinded him. He took a deep breath and cautiously opened one eye followed by the other one. Slowly he sat up, this place, it felt different than any other place he'd ever been in. He blinked a couple times and looked around the strange room only to find it rather blank. All the walls around him were a glaring white and in the corner a large black box was perched in stark contrast with the walls. The contraption looked quite odd and had a small box with glowing numbers under it that read 8:34.

He blinked again and turned his head toward the window and raised his hand to his head, only to find a small tube taped to the top of it connected to a bag of clear liquid. He looked at it funny and shook his hand for a second. The thin tube stayed in place. Confused he tried to remove the adhesive only to find it caused him pain. Maybe I shouldn't bother with that, he though to himself. This place was strange he though, where am I?" His head was beginning to feel heavy and he laid back down on the bed and looked up at the glowing tubes above him. At this point he was fully confused and every time a though came to him is slipped away like a wet fish. After a good few minutes he was finally able to focus his mind. How did I get here he though to him self… then it hit him, the most confusing question of them all… Who am I?

He shot up in panic, his mind frantically searching it's black depth only to find there was nothing there to respond to him. Who am I he kept thinking to himself. He looked up quickly as he heard the door to him room open and a short gray haired woman in white walked in. Quickly his mind gave him a word, nurse. He looked at her questioningly; she offered him a warm friendly smile. "Oh Goodness," she sang to while smiling, "It seems our young John Doe has woken up." His gaze at her narrowed, is that my name John Doe, he though to himself. But the spinning oblivion of his mind told him no. The old nurse pursed her lips at him sympathetically and handed him a cup of cold water. He gently took it from her and drank greedily, irrigating his parched throat. When all the liquid was gone he looked at the nurse again.

"Where am I," he managed to force out in a raspy tone.

"Well my dear, you are at St. Peter's hospital," she replied.

"St. Mungo's?" He questioned as another word came to his mind. His face was now visible with confusion. Where did that word come from he though to himself.

"St. Peter's," she corrected gently, still smiling warmly at him. "I'm Nurse Barbra White and I'm the one who's been taking care of you." He relaxed slightly

"What happened, how did I end up here?" The old nurse shook her head with concern.

"Unfortunately no one knows exactly what happened. You were found on the side of the road with a serious head injury. An anonymous person called for an ambulance and you ended up here." He nodded at her wondering to himself what an ambulance was. "You look tired dear. How about I get you something warm to eat and then I'll give you some medication to help you sleep. You're still recovering from that nasty injury."

"That would be nice thank you." He laid back down and watched as the nurse walked to the door. "Wait," he called to her remembering one more question. "Who am I?" The nurse turned to him and frowned apologetically.

"Well when you were brought here your clothing was a mangled mess and you didn't have any personal items on you, the only thing we could get was this." She handed him a piece of black, frayed cloth with a black and yellow crest embroider on it. The word Hufflepuff was glaring out at him in vibrant yellow writing. He took it from here and suddenly some of his thoughts became less fuzzy. My name, he though, I know it starts with a C. Chris… no…Craig… no… Cecile… close but no… Ce… Ce… Cedric… my name is Cedric. He whispered it to himself quietly, the a little louder. The nurse looked at him questioningly.

"Cedric," he said to her, "my name is Cedric." Suddenly his mind turned fuzzy again and he felt extreme exhaustion. He lowed himself back on to the bed and fell asleep almost instantly.