I do not own Harry Potter, obviously, except for the oc that I put in this story. I hope you will enjoy reading this! This is also my first fanfiction so if I made any mistakes feel free to correct me. Bye for now.
I like to think that there is more to life than just simply existing. Living in the moment, you know. It is not that I have it bad, it's just that I like to have a purpose. At least, I think I do? Ugh it's very confusing really.
A couple months ago I showed up out of the blue in front of a hospital. I didn't know how I got there or why, I just .. was.
I can't really remember any events before that one. The doctors told me I fainted before I could tell them anything.
The first thing I do remember is waking up to a bright white burning lights. Honestly I thought I was biting the dust for a second, but it turns out I was just looking up at the hospital sealing.
When they asked of what I knew, I found out I knew pretty much nothing. I didn't even know what cars were! Or how the fridge and stove worked. The doctors were also surprised, turns out I have retrograde amnesia.
Although I have not any problems with forming and retaining new memories. The lessons on basic stuff with the doctors proved that.
They helped me adjust to this seemingly strange world. Really, I wonder why I remember certain small thing and not basic human technology.
Like I said, it's been a couple of months now and I stopped hoping for someone to claim me.
I decided to make a life for myself, after all the doctors decided to discharge me from the hospital next week. I still have to think about what to do. Its not like I specifically remember any job I might've had in the past.
"Hey Drake! What are you ding this fine Sunday?" Spoke a voice who broke me out of my thoughts. I turned my head and saw Jason in the doorway.
By the way, the doctors found me wearing a robe but the name tag was blurred out, the only letters that they could distinguish were the D R and the A. So they just concluded to call me Drake.
Jason was the first friend I made here. We share the same hospital room and he became my friend after we talked for a bit. Turns out the brown haired man had a mysterious walking decease and the doctors had to treat him from time to time so it was better for him to stay at the hospital.
Lets just say to put 2 sixteen year olds in one room is a bad idea. We've already had 4 no maybe 5 wheelchair races in the halls of this hospital. Also accidentally breaking a few things but we are not talking about that now.
Jason always finds a way to make me laugh and when I'm talking to him we can go on and on forever until one of the nurses comes into our room and tell us to be quiet because of the other patients down the hall.
I would sincerely call him my best friend. Although I have to admit I don't really have anything to compare him with because of, you know, the amnesia.
Sometimes I find it sad that he is locked behind these walls, never able to explore the outside world without someone having to push his wheelchair.
But I shouldn't pity him, he doesn't like that. He says that he is happy the way he is and that I should be too.
The doctors say that they will help enroll into highschool and that they can pull some strings to help me get a small job. I'm really happy about that.
"Ehm hello Drake? Still here mate." Jason said with a slight furrow of his brow.
"Oh yeah sorry about that," I said sheepishly, rubbing the back of my head. "Just thinking."
Jason gave me a look I could quite read and said. "You kind of spaced out there for a second. Are you alright?" He came closer to the bed I was sitting in and looked at me with big brown eyes full of concerns.
"Yeah yeah I'm fine," waving my hand to dismiss his concern. "Let's go to the yard. I heard the blossom trees are full out stunning around this time of the year." I stood up and put on my shops before walking over and rolling Jason out of the room.
"You know," he started. "You don't actually have to roll me everywhere. I am fully capable of doing it myself." He said with a playful smirk. I just rolled my eyes and sped up. Eventually full out running through the halls.
I heard yelps of protests but ignored them. I laughed and said "yeah but this is much faster!" When we passed nurse Dorniver she looked at us in panic. "What in the smileyfaces are you doing?!" She shrieked.
"Come back here right now gentlemen or I'll confiscate your remote for 2 nights!" She started running after us.
We just laughed and ran/rolled faster. It was a race then!we ran through the halls with nurse Dorniver on our heels. She huffed and puffed and came to a stop. I looked behind me and saw that she gave me the finger and smirking before turning away.
Ah, women, am I right.
We slowed down, knowing we lost her, and made our way to the garden. There, I rolled Jason under a tree and set down next to him. I was happy I brought my book with me.
As I sat down I looked around. The grass was neatly trimmed and there were about 6 other trees besides the one we were sitting under. All were in full blossom and with the wind gently blowing into them the petals fell peacefully to the ground.
This was one of my favorite places in the hospital. It was beautiful and peaceful and I could read my book in silence for a change.
I looked back to my book and started reading. It was a fantasy novel, I live reading those. It was about witches on broomstick cursing children that came into their woods.
I know I know it sounds childish but I really enjoy reading it. Just magic in general sounds amazing. Sadly enough this is the real world, fairytales aren't real and they just belong in my books.
After about half an hour I looked up and saw that Jason had dosed off, a small smile on his face as he slept peacefully.
I smiled at him, happy that he was sleeping now. Jason often has nightmares of the car crash he was in with his family. The one that caused his legs to give out. Most of the time I help him through it. But it's still sad because it happened almost 3 years ago.
He does not talk much about the crash, and his family is a taboe. He always closes up when someone talks about them and then he spends the rest of his day alone in his bed, not wanting to interact with anyone. I know when to give him his space and I leave him alone on those occasions.
I close my eyes as I take a deep breath. Maybe I shouldn't look for my past I mean, I have the scars to prove that it wasn't a nice one. And although I want my questions to be answered, it doesn't mean I have to go look for them right away. Right?
I breath in the spring air and feel the warmth of the sun on my face. That's how I fell asleep. I woke up several hours later when Jason shook me. "Aye mate, wake up we should go back now, otherwise Dorniver will be mad mad." He smiled a little as I laughed.
"Yeah you're right," I said. "Let's head back." I push myself off the ground and wipe the blossom petals off of my pants and out of my hair. I walk over to Jason and he laughs at me.
"Care to share?" I asked him with a little confusion. "Your hair," he sniggers. "It's all tossed around mate. You look like a bloody Pomeranian." He saw my flabbergasted expression, and this time he full out laughed.
"Alright alright." I murmured. "Like you have anything to say," I bit back teasingly. "Did you know that you snore when you're asleep." This time ilaughed when I saw his expression.
"Funny very funny Drake." He said a bit annoyed. But I saw the way he suppressed a grin with the way the corners of his mouth slightly jerked up.
When we headed back, we saw Dorniver giving us the stink eye. We just sniggered and waved to her. She rolled her eyes and laughed a bit before going back to her tasks.
I helped Jason get into his bed. The nurses came with the dry but edible food and told us to go to sleep as soon as possible because tomorrow would be a big day.
Yo be honest, I'm a little tired that they treat us like little kids. I mean, yeah we're sixteen but still. Even though the smothering can get a little bit annoying, they care, and that's good enough for me.
As I looked up at the dark sealing I hear soft snores coming from my left side. I turn my head and see Jason sound asleep. I sighed, it's time that I turn in too.
That night I had a strange dream about a talking hat and piercing green eyes.