Do I Know You
Disclaimer- I own NOTHING! And the extra people in here are REAL people! So all I own is the plot!
Note- I'M BACK… once again! Ok this is my idea that Tom gave me (ok so it was Tom and the rest of the crew… don't ask… long story!) and this is the story I will work on until I get the script for that other story I wanna do!
Note 2- BIG HUGE MONDO 'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince' book giveaway at the end of this chaper!
Kiki- Solitude!
Summary- Gryffindor? Hogwarts? Harry Potter? I mean who does this Draco guy think he is? So I can't remember the first 18 years of my life, but… if I can't remember anything, why do I think I know Draco? O/C and Hermione POV.
So… -list of random objects- READ!
Chaper 1- And So It Begins…
Try being a 20 year-old waitress who has no idea of what happened to her the first 18 years of her life. Well I had to deal with that everyday for the past two years. I have no idea who I am, who I was… nothing.
I was found wondering an alley and a family called the cops on me. They (the police) brought me in and asked me all those 'Law and Order' questions. I didn't lie… I was in deep shit already! Yea… like I was gonna lie to the cops! They got my fingerprints, looked me up and found out that… all files are destroyed. Everything on me is lost. Gone forever you could put it.
The family who turned me is, the Epps family, came by the station to see how I was doing. I met the kids, two girls, about the age of 13, Sarah and another about 10, Katie. They are really nice. Sarah is kinda 'out there' and Katie has that 'I don't know her' look. Their younger 5-year-old brother, Dane, is very annoying (as told by Sarah and Katie) but he just stands there with his blanket and a strange smile across his face. Their parents, Brynn and Charlie, are really nice. So nice that after several months of them checking up on me, they said they'd take me in as their own.
Ok… so I'm an Epps… but who am I? I got to my new house and they named me Freya.
(A/N- ok… I know you people all hate the ANs in the middle of the story but this is TOO funny! My three best friends are Brynn, Sarah, and Katie and MY name is Freya (pronounced like 'fray-ya' not 'free-ya' (see profile too)… the 'e' sounds like an 'a')… ok so I picked my name because this is a DM/HG romance fic so Hermione/Freya get to fall in love with Draco Malfoy… THE DREAM! And all those times in my past stories where I kept saying 'I wish I was Hermione' now I really can be! Sucks that it is just a story tho! Okey-dokey… lets continue!)
I have found out that Brynn is a part time cop with Charlie. Charlie isn't a cop though; he just helps out with math equations. His brother Don is a co-agent with Brynn.
Brynn said she would take me shopping for my room (or the ex-guest room). She is so cool to shop with. Plus, she's so funny!
Looking at some clothes in 'Hot Potions' I met Jacqi, Brynn friend. For some reason, Jacqi refers to Brynn as 'Brrr-in'. Must be some joke I missed. Jacqi was wondering who I was and Brynn just introduced me as 'Freya' and that she'd tell her the rest later. You know the thing about Brynn is that she looks (and acts) like she could be my sister.
As they talked about… whatever, I went off looking for some stuff.
For some reason, I feel like in the 'other' life, I wasn't a… how would you put it… a punk/Goth girl. I grabbed some shirts and tried them on. I like this style. I picked out several pairs of jeans too. They had those sample music things, so I put a pair of headphones on and it was a song talking about girls not liking boys but liking 'cars and money'. Hmmm… good beat. I went to the next song and I could tell it was the same group singing about a murder because the guy was in love with a girl. Next song: some girl is 'pissed off at everyone' who wants to start a riot. I found out that the group was Good Charlotte. I grabbed a CD by them and showed the stuff to Brynn.
I was 18… and I didn't even own a penny.
When Brynn was driving back to the house I asked her if it was possible for me to get a job because of my condition. Brynn was shocked because I'd had only been living with then for about two weeks and I was already thinking about getting a job. Brynn asked me what kind of job I was thinking about.
Ok that got me… I just brought up the idea because I have a good feeling that Bryn is kind of spoiling me. So… I don't really want to go to Brynn for cash like I'm 7.
We drove by a restaurant and I saw a waitress laughing and talking with some people.
I remember the week after having my room being scattered with books. Books, books, books! They were everywhere! I really had nothing to do, so I sat in my room and read while Dane, Sarah, and Katie were at school and Charlie and Brynn (or Mum (happy?) and Dad, they want me to call them) were at work. If I didn't wanna read, I drew. And it turned out being the same guy every time. I never saw this guy before… blue eyes, blonde hair… and always a sneer across his face, and I only know him was from a few dreams I've had. It's basically like a nightmare. I see a bright blinding light and just through the light I can see him. Every text I put in the picture is 'do I know you?' DO I know him?
Mum came home saying that she found a waitress job for me. Kind of reminded me about that one I saw in the restaurant. She told me that she talked to the manager/boss guy about me. Apparently you didn't really need an education. So I was in luck!
Ok… my first driving lesson. Mum was with me. We were just driving around in an empty parking lot for a couple hours and she let me drive home; BAD mistake for her to do that. I kind of pulled in the driveway a little to fast and Mum freaked and scared me and instead of hitting the breaks I hit the gas petal and…
VROOM… CRASH… into the garage door I went. Mum looked like she was about to have a heart attack and I just died. Dad was gonna kill me. He's going to put this whole equation theory on me and that goes on forever! I finished parking the car and ran to my room… crying.
I heard Mum on the phone, talking to Dad I guess, because I heard her say 'not to go hard on her'. Mum came in my room and started laughing. What was funny about this? She told Dad the situation (I knew it) and said that the car wasn't damage.
I did have to take Drivers Ed, and 'behind the wheel' and I PASSED my licenses test. YES!
I did get a job. I worked at Applebee's as a waitress. 75 percent of my paycheck went to the garage door (ooops), 20 percent was for a car I'm willing to get soon and I get the last 5 percent.
(A/N- I have no idea paychecks work… so whatever…)
I met a friend while working, Malia. She's kind of out there, funny, really nice. We clicked automatically.
Since Mum and Dad had no idea when I was born, we just celebrate the day February 17th… the day they took me in.
Now I have no idea what I'm going to do with my 'car money' because Mum and Dad got me my car!
So… that's my life! I have an AWESOME family, a best friend and I act (keyword: ACT) like my life is normal… but it's not.
"How's your ankle?" Malia asked me.
"It still kinda hurts," I said.
Last night Malia and me went off and got some tattoos! She got a rose on her left upper arm and I got musical notes on my ankle. Now we were at the hair solon. Malia talked me into getting straight dark red hair with blonde highlights. Malia was getting her hair dyed a darker brown.
"Did you tell your mum yet?" Malia said.
"Well… not yet," I said with an obvious look.
"Well, what if she finds out?"
"You know my mum! Do you think she is the type of person to freak out on me just because of a tattoo? Besides I can always wear long pants! Easy as that!"
"Geeze, Frey, you always find a way around things!"
I smiled.
Malia and I had night shifts at work. There wasn't anyone there expect a party of people and some 'regulars'.
Maila and I were sitting at the bar when she looked at the door and just stared. I turned to see who (or what) she was looking at.
"Check him out!" she whispered excitedly to me.
"Which one?"
"The tall, hot, blonde one."
I just saw the back of his head. He turned and I felt my eyes widen. I saw him someplace before, but where?
"Sanders!" the boss, Mr. Scott called to Malia.
She rolled her eyes. "What?"
"Help Franny and Tiffany with tables 13, 14, and 15."
"Hey, Frey, go for the blonde!" Malia smiled as she hurried off.
This guy was really cute… scratch that and now lets tell the truth… he was HOT! What bothered me was that he looked TOTALLY familiar. I straightened out my skirt and walked over to his table.
"Good evening and welcome to Applebee's," I said smiling. "My name is Freya and I will be your waitress tonight. Is there anything I can get you for now?"
He looked up. His eyes widen when we made eye contract. And… how do I know those eyes?
"Her- Hermione?" he spoke.
With a confused look, then a small laugh and smile I said, "I'm sorry, but I don't think we serve that here." (I'm trying to be funny, but that look he is giving me really weird.)
"No," he said still staring at me. "You're Hermione. I… you… you're alive?"
When you hang out my mum enough you tend to become slow. Why I'm bringing that up now, no clue. So, that's me… slow.
"Yes, I'm alive, but who's this 'Hermione' person you are talking about?" I asked him. "Are you sure you have the right person?"
Obviously he wasn't a patient guy. He relaxed, sighed, ran a hand through his blonde hair and then stood up to face me.
"You are Hermione Granger, best friends with Harry Potter, and you were in Gryffindor house at Hogwarts… I'm Draco Malfoy," he kept looking for any notice or remembrance in my face. I kept showing confusion. "Remember?"
I slowly shook my head.
He sat back down.
"I can't believe it worked…"
Was he talking to me or some voices in his head?
"Excuse me?" I said.
He ran another hand through his hair.
"It's gone, isn't it?" he looked at me.
"What is?"
"Your memory," he continued. "Surely you would remember me, I mean, I only…" he paused, "we've known each other since we were 11…"
I looked over my shoulder to Malia. She was looking at me like 'who-is-that-guy-and-what-are-you-two-talking-about?' I shrugged.
"Well… um… I…" I stuttered. I don't know this guy… but he knows me… wait… HE KNOWS ME! Maybe he could tell my life and who I was.
"You did, didn't you?" he spoke.
"Huh?" I forgot what he said.
"You lost your memory, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"How long ago?"
Ok, if I don't take this guys order like… now, Mr. Scott is gonna snap.
"I don't remember my first 18 years…"
"You went two years with no memory? For sure it would have come back by now, it wasn't even that powerful!" he looked shocked.
"Look," I said, "are you going to order anything?"
He shook his head.
"Alright, thanks for coming," and I turned.
"Could we talk?" he asked before I walked away.
"I wish I could, but my boss has been cranky lately."
He looked disappointed.
"Sorry," I said and was about to walk away but stopped and quickly went back to him. "We went to school together? You know me?"
He nodded.
"Do you think that some time we could… hang out and you could tell me some stuff?"
"Like a date?" the expression he gave was a 'uh… NO WAY!' look. I just shrugged.
"When?"
"I have tomorrow off… you could probably stop by my house or something," I told him.
"Sure," he nodded.
I wrote down my address and phone number and handed him the paper. He looked confused.
"What's this?" he asked.
"My phone number for you to call me and then my address," I said that a bit slow so he would comprehend what I'm saying.
"I don't have a phone," he said.
"Then me giving you my number won't be much help," I smiled.
"Thanks though."
I smiled again and walked back to Malia.
"So… make a new friend?" she teased me.
"I'm not sure… I think we were friends before."
"You mean…"
"Yea! After two years of not knowing who I am, I can find out now!"
"Ok, but Freya, what if this guy bullied you? Or what if he was an abusive boyfriend and he is tricking you into going out with him again?"
"Malia, come on! If he hated me, why would he agree to help me?"
She shrugged. "I'm just saying…"
I watched… that guy (Drake… was his name right?) get up and he caught my eye, waved and walked out. I smiled back at him.
I got home and Mum was watching CSI: Las Vages on the TV.
"Which one is this?" I asked as I sat down on the couch.
"The one where the lab explodes," she said keeping her eye glued to the screen.
"The one that hits Greg?"
She nodded.
I obviously wasn't going to interrupt Mum when she I watching her show. So I waited for a commercial…
…
Commercial.
"So, how was work, Chicken?" (Mum gave me the nickname 'chicken' and I don't know why… probably because I can scarf 3 chicken legs in 5 minutes. It's a gift!)
"I met a guy there and…"
"You did?" she looked interested. "Well… give me details! Name, what he's like, you know… SPILL!"
"Mum, breathe!" I said. "It wasn't really like that."
Her face fell. "What do you mean?"
"He… he knows me."
Mum eyes widen like Drake's eyes did when he saw me.
"Like… from your past?"
"Yea."
I hate those awkward silences, but Mom broke it.
"Well… what happened?"
I started at the part where Drake walked in the door to when he walked out.
"So he is coming here tomorrow?" Mom said when I finished.
"Is that ok?"
"Yep!"
You know… I'm surprised she didn't say anything…
"By the way, Frey… huh! That kinda rhymes! Ok anyway… I love your hair!"
…about my hair.
She and I finished watching CSI.
I went to bed and read awhile since I couldn't fall asleep.
It still bothers me that he (Drake) looks really familiar but… I had no idea who he was. I took out my sketchbook just to doodle… then something hit me. I dug through a pile of my other sketches and flipped through them…
It was him! I need to think. I grabbed my guitar and laid on my bed and strummed a few chords.
Were we even friends? Maybe Malia is right. Maybe he did bully me…
I'll find out in a couple hours.
So… long chaper… yes but what did you think? I'm gonna have an AWESOME time writing this story!
Here are some SUPER funny things about this story! I did tell you that Brynn (the 'mum') Sarah and Katie (the kids) are REAL people and my best friends.
Jacqi, my cousin in real life (pronounced like 'Jackie') does call Brynn 'Brr-in' (we laugh) –sings 'Hey Brr-in'- ok… Malia is my cousin… Jacqi's sis! Charlie Epps is the math dude on Numb3rs and Brynn LOVES him and I love Don! Cuz he's cool! Lol! Oh and Dane (rhymes with 'pain' and 'insane') is my annoying brother. Oh and my nickname is Chicken!
And the story about the garage door is a true story… about ME! Yes! I did run the car in the garage door but it wasn't my first driving lesson when I did! (haha!)
'Hot Potions' (the name of the store where Jacqi works) was Jacqi's idea. She got the idea by 'Hot Topic' but since this a Harry Potter story she thought 'Potions' would be better. I know it has nothing to do with witchcraft, but I like jacqi's idea!
And I know lots of people are going to bitch at me by saying Good Charlotte isn't punk or Goth (blah, blah, blah) but I don't like them! I only like 7 songs by them (the 3 I mentioned- 'Riot Girl', 'Bloody Valentine' and 'Girls and Boys' and also 'The Anthem', 'Rich and Famous', 'Hold On' and 'Wondering'… that's IT!) so as Jacqi and I said we call them 'pop-punk'!
The setting IS in England… some people might think that this story takes place in America cuz of the whole cop thing! Ok… well Brynn is obsessed with that like CSI and Numb3rs! Like I'm obsessed with Tom Felton (ok not AS obsessed as my obsession) but Brynn (in real life) is suppose to be Brynn in the story!
Ok… now for the 6th HP book give-away! THIS STORY IS NOT GOING BY THE 6TH BOOK! If you have NOT read the 6th book yet, stop reading NOW! Do NOT continue and if you read beyond this point and then bitch at me for ruining the book… I DID tell you to stop reading so if you are still reading and you don't wanna know what happens… I suggest you should stop NOW!
Don't
Say
I
Didn't
Warn
You!
-HP 6th BOOK GIVE-AWAY!-
This story is going to have Dumbledore alive! Dumbledore is NOT, (I repeat) NOT dead in this story! This story was in mind BEFORE the 6th book came out! Also… Draco and Harry did NOT have that fight in the bathroom (I cried during that part! No lie!) So… I WILL REPEAT… this story has NOTHING to do with the 6th book.
Now for everyone who hasn't read the book and just read what I said… that is your own fault! NOT MINE! I DID warn you!
Ok so… I give special thanks to Dizzy/Sarah because there are several ideas that I'm borrowing and Jacqi for her idea!
If anyone has any questions just ask and I will do my best to help you understand anything!
So… there you have it! My new story! I hope everyone enjoyed that LOVELY authors note at the end!
And get this! I have TWO more ideas… and I STILL need that script! Haha! So that is three stories that I have to get too! (Tom should stop running on the wheel!)
So review and thanks!
Freya/dracosbaby07
