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DZ2's Who am I Challenge.

Plot: During one of his many death-defying adventures, Harry suffers an accident and, when he awakens he finds he cannot remember who he is! How will our favourite black-haired hero react when forced to act purely on instinct?


It should become obvious while reading this preview, that I have absolutely NO idea about how amnesiacs act. This is why I've come up with a reason you'll read about soon as to why Harry acts as he does. Please keep this in mind while reading.


Deep within the dark depths of the Black Lake, located in the center of the Merman village, stood four tall pillars.

Each pillar had a different teenager tied to them with kelp, their hair and robes floating freely as they hung in a magically suspended sleep. Merman swum patrol around the village and the pillars, keeping an eye on their surroundings for both predators and for the Champions who were set to rescue their 'hostages'.

A whistle went through the mermen ranks as a red-clothed Champion swam out of the kelp forest bordering the village, all of them watching curiously as the strange part-human boy thrashed flippered feet awkwardly in an attempt to move faster.

Quickly untying the red-haired boy from the pillar, one Harry Potter hesitated to watch another yellow-clothed Champion quickly rescue the black-haired girl. Grimacing as he looked back to the two hostages in front of him, Harry pulled his wand out and aimed it at the kelp tying his best friend to the pillar, a trident appearing at his throat before he could blink.

"Only one" a merman guard hissed at him, scattering seconds later and leaving Harry floating there dumbly, his instincts screaming at him to turn around. Faster than he could blink, the shark surged forward, its sharp teeth sinking into his chest.

Letting out a startled scream as the shark instantly started thrashing its head about to tear at his flesh, Harry's wand slipped from his hands and he instead raised them to stab his thumbs into the half-human half-shark's eyes. Beginning to sink as blood turned the water around him red, Harry's eyes followed the shark - followed the transfigured Viktor Krum - as he spun around and charged at him again.

'Finite Incantatem' Harry shouted, thrusting his hand at Krum hopefully and watching as his hand glowed for a second before the half-shark did as well. While Krum thrashed about, turning fully human once more, Harry's hands moved weakly to his chest and he pulled aside the shreds of his shirt to stare down at the visible bone in growing horror.

Mermen appeared between them, Harry hearing them snarling something about 'breaking the rules', his mind going foggy as he absently realised how beautiful the red water around him was. Sinking down, his feet no longer moving to keep him up, Harry's last thought before he passed out was 'I hope someone at least rescues Hermione'.


Groaning deep in his chest, his eyes flickered open, blinked up at the white ceiling above his head.

Frowning as he glanced around the unfamiliar blurry room, he angled his elbows beneath him and used them to push himself up into a sitting position, gingerly raising a hand to rub his burning chest.

Flinching away from the pain that his touch caused, Boy squinted through the brightness of the unfamiliar white room, his hand absently rising to adjust the frames that weren't on his face. Faltering as he almost poked his own eye out, Boy wondered why exactly he could have sworn that he was supposed to have something on his face to help him see.

Nervously looking around the…. the infirmary… Boy slipped out of the soft bed he was in and reached automatically for the bedside table, his fingers brushing across empty wood making him pause and glance down at his hand in confusion.

What was he doing here? And more importantly, where was here?

Stiffening as a wave of panic rolled through him, Boy leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down. He didn't know where he was, meaning one of the first things he had to do was find out. He didn't know why he was here, he had to figure that out as well. He couldn't be seen either, if years of 'Harry Hunting' had taught him anything then it was to not get caug-

Who was Harry?

Was he Harry? It felt right, like a puzzle piece falling into place. What was his name again? Was it Harry? Harry was definitely a nicer name than 'Boy' or 'Freak'.

It didn't matter. Harry, Freak, or Boy. He needed to get out, he trusted his instincts and they were screaming at him to run.

Turning to leave, Harry froze as the door at the other end of the infirmary opened and a brown-haired girl stepped out with her nose in a book. "-nk you Madam Pomfrey" she was saying as Harry's heart started racing and he wished almost fruitlessly that she wouldn't see him standing there. "I should be able to teach Harry some of these, it'll stop him from being so near death every time he comes vis- HARRY!" the teenager girl shrieked as she looked up at him, standing in the middle of the room dumbly.

"MADAM POMFREY! HARRY'S GONE!" the girl shrieked as she dropped the book and shot across the room faster than Harry would have thought possible, an older motherly looking nun-woman appearing in the doorway seconds later.

As both women gathered around his bed, Harry looked down at his body in confusion, faltering as he realised he couldn't see it anymore. Quickly patting himself down, Harry realised he was merely invisible, the older woman rattling off a set of instructions to the younger one who ignored her and pulled a piece of paper from her pocket instead.

"Miss Granger? What are you doing? We need to find Mr Potter before he makes his injuries worse" the older woman snapped.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good" 'Miss Granger' replied, staring down at the now-unfolded paper in her hands, "I am finding him Madam Pomfrey, he's… standing right there" she exhaled as her head snapped up to stare right at Harry. "Accio invisibility cloak" she called out, raising the stick in her hand to point it in Harry's direction, a frown flickering across her face when nothing happen.

"You have the Map?" 'Madam Pomfrey' blurted, "No wonder you're constantly getting in trouble".

"I don't understand" Granger whispered as she strode forward, Harry backing away instantly, "It says he's right there".

"Homenum revelio" Pomfrey said simply, a wave of something rolling across Harry's body and making him glance down at his hand to see a light purple aura now surrounding his body. "Hello Mr Potter, if you would be so kind as to sit your ass back down on your bed, so I can make sure you haven't killed yourself in the five minutes I was away" she greeted bluntly, her tone of voice sounding exasperated and familiar like they had done this multiple times before.

"Harry?" Granger asked curiously, edging forward to poke at his arm, causing him to flinch away from her. "Are you disillusioned? We haven't started learning that spell yet and even if you had then how did you manage to get it without the customary outline?" she asked in a single breath, hand latching onto his elbow and forcing a yelp of surprise from his lips as she dragged him over to the bed. "And how did you cast it without a wand? The mermen haven't found your wand yet and I know that I brought mine with me" she continued.

As Granger tried to pull her hand away, Harry found himself grabbing her hand, his fingers wrapping around her wrist and pulling her closer. He didn't know who she was, but she felt like home, he could feel his deep-set instinct to flee calming down around her as if he knew she would keep him safe. "Harry? Are you okay?" Granger asked nervously as Pomfrey rounded the bed to flick her stick in his direction, "You're okay now. The mermen interrupted the Task to bring you up, you almost died but Madam Pomfrey managed to stabilize you".

"Mr Potter, please drop your invisibility" Pomfrey requested, making Harry's eyes flick to her face for a moment before returning to study Granger's intently.

He knew her.

"Who are you?"

Harry flinched automatically, a shrill 'Don't' ask questions' echoing through his mind, a flash of pain following it instantly. "Who are you?" he repeated, ignoring the woman's voice shrieking at him to stop talking and get back to work.

Granger and Pomfrey exchanged startled looks, the older woman muttering under her breath as she waved her stick through the air again. "Harry?" Granger asked hesitantly, "What do you mean? You know who I am" she explained, a hint of fear audible in her voice.

"Mr Potter, lower your invisibility now" Pomfrey snapped, "None of my scans are picking anything up from you".

"Harry. Please" Granger whispered, a tingle rolling down his body as he stared at her, causing her to sight in relief and launch herself forward. Sitting stiffly with Granger's arms around his neck, Harry's body began to relax against his will, his arms rising to hold Granger even though he wanted nothing more than to push her away and run. "Oh Harry I was so scared" Granger blurted as she pulled back slightly, "When the mermen brought me up to the surface the first thing I saw was you, you looked like you had been torn apart by something".

- the shark surged forward, its sharp teeth sinking into his chest -

"Shark" he exhaled, hand rising to rub his head as it throbbed painfully. "A shark bit me".

"Viktor Krum attacked you" Granger corrected as a muttering Pomfrey pulled her away and stepped between them, raising her stick to point it at Harry again. "Harry… give her back her wand" she said slowly, making Harry blink in confusion as he realised he had moved without thinking, the nurse's stick in his hand and pointing at her throat.

"It's not a total loss" Pomfrey muttered slowly as she plucked her stick - her wand- from his grasp. "He's still got basic instinct and knowledge. What's your name?"

"Harry Potter?" he replied falteringly, easily piecing together 'Harry' and 'Mr Potter'.

"Right. And what's my name?" Pomfrey asked as she continued waving her wand at his chest.

"Madame Pomfrey" he answered.

"So he remembers things then?" Granger asked nervously.

"I don't think so" Pomfrey murmured, "What's Miss Granger's first name?"

Harry just stared at her in response, shrugging weakly as Granger let out a whimper. "You haven't told me yet" he mumbled awkwardly, eyeing her wand cautiously in case he had to defend himself again.

"He knows his name because we've said it" Pomfrey explained, raising her wand to mutter something, a scowl gracing her face a second later as Harry noticed a white glow around his head. "Mr Potter is suffering from memory loss" she declared angrily.

Memory loss? He doesn't feel like he's suffering from memory loss.

Glancing over at Granger instinctively, Harry caught the fearful look on her face and reached out, linking their hands together. Forcing an uncomfortable smile onto his face as Granger started trembling, Harry turned back to Pomfrey who had backed away and raised her wand.

"Expecto Patronum" the woman called, Harry's eyes widening as a glowing silver shapeless blur erupted from the tip of her wand. "Summon the Hogwarts Heads of Houses" Pomfrey ordered as her wand shook, "Tell them Hogwarts is entering lockdown. Expecto Patronum" she cast, the blur bobbing for a moment before turning and shooting up through the ceiling.

"Madam Pomfrey?" Granger asked slowly, Harry flinching as he recognised the sound of tears in her voice. "What's happening?"

"I, Madam Poppy Pomfrey" Pomfrey began, ignoring Granger's question as she raised her wand to point it at the ceiling, "Chief Medi-Witch of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry hereby declare a magical emergency and lockdown".

Harry jolted, almost falling off the bed as white magic burst into life around them all, forming shimmering walls in front of the windows and the door which slammed shut. "Madam Pomfrey?" Granger repeated, her hand tightening around Harry's.

"Mr Potter has been cursed with an ancient memory loss spell" Pomfrey confessed slowly, "One that has been illegal for several centuries due to the unstoppable side effects".

"Side effects?" Harry echoed hesitantly.

"It's more commonly called the 'Reset Curse'" Pomfrey explained softly, "Harry's mind and magic have been wiped clean. He has a new personality, a new identity".

She sighed sadly and her lip twitched up in an useless effort to smile comfortingly at them. "Harry Potter is dead".