Both boys looked aghast as they stared at each other wondering why the other would ask such a question until Harry gestured for Darren to go first, so he did.
"Well," he started, "I was involved in an accident a month ago where I lost my memory. I didn't even know my own name! I settled on Darren after the letter D kept popping up in my head when I thought of my name, but it still doesn't feel right. When I saw you outside I felt I knew you from somewhere and thought maybe you knew me. I was hoping you could tell me who I was but I see now you probably don't know." Darren finished eyes downcast.
Harry grabbed and held on tight to Darren's hand as he gasped in shock at his story. His mind turned over as it suddenly dawned on him. "No wonder you don't know who I am-I mean I'm not conceited or anything," Harry babbled, "I don't even like all of the attention but I was surprised-everyone in the wizarding world knows who I am because of the war!"
After continuous refills, plenty of delicious pastries, and informative chatter latter the boys found themselves standing outside the tea shop shifting nervously. Darren had learnt that Harry was the boy of prophecy and had defeated a man named Voldemort earlier on in the year. Harry had learnt Darren really remembered nothing of his previous life and while at St. Mungo's had underwent serious healing because half of his face had been torn to shreds by something he couldn't even remember. Both boys knew one thing though, there was something about the other that they couldn't put their fingers on but that they definitely wanted to feel again.
"Could I see you again?" Darren whispered, eyes filling with hope.
"Well, I'm going on a camping trip. I'm not really sure when I will be back but I do know I won't be able to get here to see you. Where do you live? Maybe I could meet you there?" Harry whispered back grasping at any ideas just to be able to see the blond haired boy again.
Darren looked down, cheeks reddening, "I-I don't have a house, I don't remember where one could be so," he choked back a sob, "so I've been staying in the alley beside Gringotts where there is a heater, and the staff at St. Mungos gave me extra clothes and a blanket before I left."
Harry gasped in horror. No one should have to go through that.
He made a decision and spoke his mind at once, "you must come with me then. I have a tent we can share and you can help me with my mission if you wanted."
As tears fell down Darren's face at the kind gesture Harry ran forward to embrace the boy in a hug.
"Thank you, Harry"
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