Chasing Keepers
Katie Bell/Oliver Wood - Written in Katie Bell's point of view.
So, this is my first fanfic. I have been thinking of writing for a while now, and have decided to finally do it. I hope you like this KBOW fic. :)
Have you ever felt so alone and confused, so scared of yourself, so trapped in your own body? It's a terrifying feeling, waking up in a hospital and having no clue who anyone is, except for one person. But, you remember everything. Every bit of the reason you're here. You remember looking into the mirror, and seeing the face of the man standing behind you. You remember how he cursed you and how you left with a suspicious parcel. How you got into an argument with your best friend, and the parcel suddenly rips open, a necklace falling out. You remember how you were thrown around he air violently. Everything goes black. This is my story.
-3rd November, 1996-
I open my eyes slowly, bright, white lights causing me to squint as I stare up at the ceiling. I turn my head to the left, a man and woman seated in a pair of chairs, asleep. They look terribly familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them. Turning my head to the right, I see the one and only, Oliver Wood. He's asleep as well, his face hidden in his arms, arms rested on the side of my bed.
I smile slightly and raise a hand slowly, ignoring the pain that shoots through my stiff muscles, and brush my fingers through his hair. He snaps awake, staring at me for a second. I move my hand to his cheek, stroking his skin lightly with my thumb. His eyes start to water as he places his hand over mine.
"K-Katie..." he whispers, grinning.
"Hi." I croak.
I'm slightly taken aback by the sound of my own voice, but that thought slips away as Oliver climbs onto the hospital bed, pulling me into a warm embrace. I smile and wrap my arms around him carefully, not wanting him to know that I'm in pain. I hide my face in his shoulder as he buries his in my hair. I can feel his tears trickling onto my skin.
"You were in a coma for two weeks... I thought you were a goner..." he murmurs.
"You can't get rid of me that easily." I smile softly, feeling my own tears fall down my cheeks.
"Katherine?" I hear a voice say, and turn toward the man staring up at me.
Who is that? Why don't I know who he is? He knows my name. Should I know his? I stare at him, not knowing what to say. The woman beside him wakes up and looks at me, breaking into sobs of relief.
"Oh, Katherine! You're okay!" she cries, rushing up and pushing Oliver aside to hug me. I pat her back awkwardly. Everyone suddenly looked at me with worried expressions.
"Katie, you do know who that is, right?" Oliver asked, frowning.
"I-I'm sorry... I can't remember..." I murmur, shaking my head.
The woman's sobs change from the sound of relief to heartbreak as she clings onto me tighter. I frown and wrap my arms around her.
"Katherine... we're your mother and father..." the man says, putting a hand on my shoulder.
A look of utmost fear crosses my face as tears flood my eyes. Who am I? I don't know my own parents... but I remember my Quidditch trainer? Everything is so confusing...
