A/N: OMG soooooooo sorry I haven't posted anything. My computer virus was solved yayayayayay! But now it won't connect to the internet, sooo… Yeah I'm borrowing my mom's computer! Haha she doesn't know but I also know she won't care.

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Disclaimer: I own nothing. It belongs to JK Rowling. Well, except my plot- Just borrowing characters!

Chapter 4: A Draught and the Red-Haired Girl

A lady wearing a smock came over to my bed.

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

"I feel fine, but I still don't understand what's going on. Who are you people?"

"Ok," the lady said to the girl. "He's going to need a remembrance draught. That might help him remember gradually."

The lady walked away. I tried to sit up again, but the boy said, "Please, Harry, just lay down."

Hairy. What a strange name. I felt my face. The only hair I found was above my eyes, and some poking out from under the bandaging on my head. The girl laughed.

"No, you're name is Harry, as in H-A-R-R-Y. Not hairy as in having lots of hair!"

"But your hair is always a mess," the boy said.

The lady came back and gave me a tonic. It tasted like Pumpkin juice. "There you go. Feel better now?" she asked.

"Yes, much." I said. "I still don't remember anything though."

"You will soon. You will have to stay for one more night though."

"Okay, then where do I go?"

"To your classes with your house- Gryffindor."

"I think I've heard that before…" I said as the lady walked away. The girl next to me clapped her hands.

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The next morning I woke up. I knew I had to get to my house Gryffindor, for some reason.

"Oh, you're awake. That was longer than I'd expected." The lady said, peeking out from a room by a set of large double doors. Maybe that was how I'd get out.

"Why? Am I still ill?"

"No, you should be fine." She said. "It's just that you've missed breakfast and your morning classes. I refused to let your friends, Miss Granger and Mister Weasley, come in until they had finished their lunch. They left about five minutes ago."

"Were they the two people here yesterday?"

"Yes. I expect that they will have eaten as fast as they can; they should be up here soon. I will just remove your bandages…"

Soon I was bandage-free and finally able to sit up. I saw the doors burst open and there they were- I just couldn't remember what the lady had said they were called.

"Harry!" The girl said, running towards me. She gave me a squeeze. The lady told her something, and then the girl said, "Come on, you have to eat lunch."

I was led out of the room by the girl and into a really big room with no ceiling.

"The ceiling is enchanted to look like the sky." Said the girl.

"Oh," I said. I started toward a table where people in blue and bronze were seated.

"No, you don't sit there. Come to this table," said the boy.

Ok, so there must be certain rules about whom students at Hogwarts sit with. "I still don't remember your names." I said.

"Oh. I'm Hermione Granger."

"Ron Weasley," said the boy.

"Ok." They sat me down next to a girl with very red hair Ron was on my left. Hermione sat across from me.

"Hi, Harry." Said the new girl.

"Hi." I said. I looked at her. She looked so familiar. "Do I know you?"

"Oh, doesn't he remember yet?" She asked Ron and Hermione. The two latter shook their heads. The girl looked at me. "I'm Ginny. I'm Ron's sister."

"Oh." I said. I felt like I had once known her but couldn't remember anything about her. I felt as though there was a strong connection between us, for some reason.