Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter or any of the other characters.. Need I say more?

Author's Note: Yeah!!!!! Chapter 2!!!! Ok, so I'm a dork. Get with the program, oh readers of my story. AND WIPE THAT GRIN OFF YOUR FACE. I know your still laughing at me at this point but ill let it slide, especially since I need to start typing this chapter and stop rambling. Here goes.







Chapter 2: Who/What am I?

Harry slowly opened his eyes. He had to blink a couple of times to clear the dark lines crossing his vision. 'It must be night time,' he thought, 'Yes, I can see the full moon. But where am I?' He sat up quickly and peered cautiously around the curtain surrounding his bed. This must be some sort of prison he quickly concluded. Everything was so white and blank, what else could it be.

A sudden movement across the room caught his eye and on closer inspection he realized he saw himself in the mirror. He stared for a minute. He was very pale with messy black hair and vivid green eyes. Or should he say eye. His left eye had a large black patch over it hiding it from view. He then looked down at his body and realized how tattered his clothes were. He felt a little stiff and decided to try standing. As he pulled back the covers, he realized he had a wooden leg!

Harry sat for a while thinking. He couldn't seem to remember anything past his name. Suddenly a single memory rose from his mind. Malfoy. Whatever happened to me, it's because of someone named Malfoy. But he couldn't remember who Malfoy was! Harry leaned forward and rested his head on his knees trying to come up with anything when he felt a sharp jab in his side. Looking down, he saw a polished stick in his pocket. He picked it up and felt a warmth flow through him. He would save this for later, whatever it was.

He suddenly felt the need to escape. He snuck to the door, surprised at how quiet his wooden leg was, and peered out. There was someone walking down the corridor towards him. He quickly shut the door and backed up. Then, he somehow remembered something. There was a secret passage! He turned quickly and opened up the hidden door, slipping in just moments before the door opened.

From inside the prison room he heard a voice. "Sorry I was gone so long Harry. Full moon tonight you know. I went to stay with Moony a little while. The man chuckled humorlessly and Harry peeked out to see a man with haunted eyes pass right by him. Then he ducked back into his hide-a-way as he heard the curtains to the bed he had been on open.

"SHIT!" the man turned and ran into the next room, "Poppy! He's gone. He escaped from here again." Harry heard them both run out of the room and sank back against the stone. Soon, he fell a blissful, dreamless sleep, free from confusion.

Loud voices woke Harry up. It took him a minute to realize they were talking about him. Carefully he peeked out of his passageway, taking care not to be seen. There was a bushy haired girl crying into a red heads shoulder, a distraught women arguing with an old man with a long white beard, and the man who was there earlier. The older man kept saying he didn't understand how Harry had escaped. Apparently there was a charm that would set off an alarm if he stepped into the main hall.

"Serious?" asked the older man.

The dark haired man looked up, "Yes Albus?"

"I realize that tonight was a full moon, but do you think Remus is going to be up to helping us find Harry?"

Serious gave his head a firm nod, "I'm sure he will. Catching Harry means as much to him as it does to us." Suddenly a look of comprehension crossed his face and he glanced towards Harry's hideout. Harry quickly started to run down the deserted passageway as fast as he could. 'They know where I am!' Was all he could think as he panicked. Behind him, he heard the door open all the way and voices began to echo down the corridor.

By this time, Harry had reached the end of the hall and was about to open the door when he heard voices on the other side. He hesitated, but as the voices grew louder behind him, he decided he knew what they wanted and would take his chances with who was outside.

As he burst out, he came face to face (to face) with a pair of red heads. As he scrambled out, they glanced at him startled.

"Help me," Harry panted, "They're trying to catch me."

The two looked at each other a second, then grabbed Harry's arms and tugged him into an abandoned classroom. They sat there and stared at Harry as he pressed his ear to the door and waited to hear the group to rush past.

Harry glanced up at them and was startled to realize they were identical twins. "Thanks for the help," he managed to get out, "I'm Harry.I think."

At this comment the twins gave each other a small glance that said a lot. Unfortunately for himself, Harry was looking around the room and missed it. By the time he looked back, both were straight-faced again. In fact, they had both managed to look slightly shocked.

"You mean, you don't remember!" they both said quietly.

Harry shook his head, "All I remember is my name and the fact that someone named Malfoy did this to me."

At this, the twins shared an excited glance. But this time, Harry did see it.

"What?" he asked cautiously.

"Well Captain," one began

"Wait," Harry cut in, "Captain?"

"Yes," said the other, " Fred here and me are to of your sailors. You're a pirate. I can't believe you don't remember."

"Man," said Fred, "We figured they had killed you after they captured you! George and I have been staying low, acting like were part of their group. We are so glad you're alright Captain!"

Harry had a sudden image of a picture he had once seen in a book. It looked like he did now. Patch over the eye, wooden leg, tattered clothes. Could he really be a pirate? A sense of dawning realization spread over him though a voice in the back of his head kept yelling, "PRANK!" at him. He ignored it, accepting the facts being told to him by his two shipmates. "Where are we then?" he asked them.

The twins shared a knowing smirk, which Harry decided to ignore, "We captain," said Fred, "Are at what was our strong-hold. The castle called Hogwarts. You were ambushed by the one called Draco Malfoy, and placed in the prison you must have escaped from. They have turned it into a sort of school for magic to keep it secret that they are looking for your treasures hidden in the building."

Harry looked outraged at that, "Those thieves!"

"Arrr, we agree captain." Said George, but you must stay in hiding so they cannot catch you. We will stay undercover and let you know when we find updates. Your things have been placed in a trunk. We will retrieve it for you. Do you remember the secret passageways?"

Harry nodded, as he somehow seemed able to easily recall where they were like they were ingrained in him.

"Stay in them. We will meet you in the one under the one-eyed witch tomorrow night." With that, the two snuck out of the room, leaving Harry on his own to contemplate his newfound beliefs.



SO.What do you guys think? I have an idea for the rest of the plot but I'm open to suggestions and will take your ideas into consideration if you send them. Please review! Thanks to all my critiquer's so far. They were much appreciated.