Second chapter!

Disclaimer: Now I'll be honest with you. I am JK Rowling and instead of writing Book 7 or spending time with my family I decided to write this cliché Amnesia story. Now if you'll excuse me its time for my medication.

Dreams in italics

Blinking slightly Harry stepped into the amazing sunlight. Now he was out of the light he could see were he was. He was in a large park with his three favourite people. His two best friends; Ron and Hermione and his newly reinstated girlfriend; Ginny. They were celebrating the Ginny's graduation and there own return from finding the Horcrux's.

It was a happy occasion, they were making jokes, laughing, eating. The things two young couples should do on a warm day like this.

Harry turned to his girlfriend and spoke.

"Ginny, I know we haven't been together long, but I feel like you're the only person I ever want to know, so," He drew out a ring from his trouser pocket. "Will you marry me?" Ginny gaped at the ring and then at her boyfriend. Her gape turning into a grin she nodded vigorously. As Harry placed the ring onto her finger, they heard a great sniff from Hermione's direction.

"Why can't you be more like Harry?" She wailed hitting Ron hard across the chest. Ron sent his best friend a death glare.

"Would you rather me be destined to fight the dark lord?"

Hermione rolled her eyes "No. I guess you'll do." And with that she kissed him gently on the lips. Resulting in the tips of his ears glowing red.

Harry stared into Ginny's eyes; but as they stared at him lovingly back, seemingly taking up all space they turned to terror.

The group shot up. There coming towards them were at least thirty death eaters. Some twirling there wands in the air as though the muggles they held were kites.

Feeling Ginny grasp his arm he turned to her.

"Go." She looked into his eyes, the blazing look he adoredevident in her own, she didn't even have to shake her head in answer. "Please, I can't bare to lose you." Every word they shared echoed in the air. No one else was there but them.

"Listen to me, Harry, I won't get hurt. But you need all the help you can get, sure you might get Voldie but the death eaters have muggles. You can't help them as well. Like it or not you need me."

"Promise, promise you won't get hurt." She hesitated.

"I'll promise you more I promise I won't leave you. And you have to promise you'll do what you have to do but when that's over we'll get married."

"I- I promise." He saw a tear fall from her face. He wiped it away and kissed her. And as he turned back to the battle it too began to fall, piece by piece away. Until all that was left was him, standing in blackness, her kiss still lingering on his lips. But then the blackness was escaped light flashing before him, and their was her voice again, waking him from his sleep.

"Harry?"

He smiled.

"Harry?"

"Harry, some people are here to see you."

Harry Potter woke slowly. He looked at the woman nudging him in the sides still half asleep.

"They say they want to see you now Harry."

"She promised."

"What, who promised?" The woman asked.

"Ginny, she promised she wouldn't leave me," He became aware that a tear had fallen down his cheek onto the pillow. He looked to the woman.

"Sorry about that, did you sleep okay?" He asked gruffly, she nodded vigorously apparently uncomfortable. "Who's here to see me?"

Looking grateful for the change of subject she answered, "That Ron and Hermione, they look quite harassed. They demanded to know where you were, but when I said you were still sleeping they looked a little appalled."

"Oh that, that would have something to do with the fact your walking around in my shirt."

She blushed violently and spluttered out; "They think – but we didn't – oh my god"

"Don't worry. Get dressed and umm I'll see you in a minuet." Janey nodded still looking slightly aghast and left.

Harry dressed quickly and entered the living room. "Hey guys how's it going? Penny! My favourite god daughter!" He strode to the pram and picked the toddler up swirling her round making her squeal in delighted fear.

"No – no put me down!" Harry obliged and turned to his friends.

"So?" he asked casually.

Hermione swelled with anger "Don't you 'so' us Harry James Potter you send us another one of your 'letters'" she whispered that word as though to hide it from her avidly listening daughter and stuffed the unopened letter into Harry's chest. "And have us worried sick about you running all over the city for you, and then we come to your apartment half expecting to find you 'dead'," again she whispered the word "on the floor. But instead a woman – who by the way looks exactly like Ginny, greets us – In your shirt!"

But apparently Harry had not listened to a word she had said past when she had past him his 'letter' he turned to Hermione and her husband Ron.

"Why don't you ever open these anyway? I've left you like what ten of them and written some really nice stuff in them by the way and you never open them."

Hermione got ready to start shouting again, most likely about the apparent ease Harry was showing at having writtenten suicidenotes,but was interrupted by the entrance of Janey. "I'm sorry, I don't think I introduced myself earlier I'm Janey. I met Harry yesterday and considering I don't normally live in London he let me stay here," she looked at the toddler hugging her mother's leg "on the sofa,"

"On the sofa?" said Ron lamely. Janey nodded politely.

"On the sofa!" beamed Hermione. "Well how did you meet, when I thought you had a full day booked yesterday Harry."

"Well I don't think we can go through the whole thing now Hermione," He said shooting an obvious glance at Penny.

"Then tonight! Penny's staying at Molly's anyway you two can come round for dinner! Is that okay… Janey isn't it?"

Slightly taken off guard by Hermione's change of attitude towards her Janey spluttred. "Yes, umm I mean…"

"Excellent! Eight o'clock it is then, come on now Ron," She shot at her husband who was talking to his red haired daughter quietly "We've got a lot to do today!"

Turning towards the fire, which turned green with a dust of powder, the family disappeared.

Harry began to laugh, "I've forgotten how much Hermione's like Molly!"

"Who?" Janey asked politely.

"Ron's mum, there like the same people."

She looked at him funnily "Isn't it a bit twisted going after someone who acts like your mum?"

"Not really." Harry sighed, thinking of the resemblances between Ginny and his own mother.

Janey stirred suddenly "I think your friends think we're going out."

"Yes well probably, but I'll set them straight at dinner… actually sorry… I guess you probably don't want to come. I didn't think. You have to try and find… what is it you're here for?" He asked.

"To try and remember, I thought if I came down to London, maybe I'd remember something it might jog my memory. And I think a part of me's hoping that someone I used to know will recognise me." She sighed and looked out the apartment window.

"Do you remember how old you are?" Harry asked her cautiously.

"No."

"Any idea where you lived? Or what you were called? Or maybe you remember someone else like a family member or boyfriend?" Janey shook her head sadly.

"I don't even know what happened to make me lose my memory, the people who found me found me in a field in Scotland so I suppose I was up there at the time, but even then I was battered and bruised. It took them months to get a word out of me. And five years later I still couldn't remember."

"But how did you remember you were I witch?" Harry prompted the story.

"I was lucky really Tom and Sue –the people who found me – they kept all the things I had on me at the time. And like I said at the time it wasn't the witch part of my brain that was affected more the personal. So that's why I came down to London and tried to find something." She bowed her head as though ashamed.

Harry could not think of how hard it must have been for her. He had thought it had been hard for him to lose Ginny, but even he had memories of how they had been. This woman, Janey, had no recollection of ever being loved.

Is it just me or is this a really short chapter? Oh well, it's not like I'm JK Rowling or anything…

I've decided to leave it to you for critism so i won't say anything. I'll just wait for you to agree.

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Review responces:

Lizzy G: Thanks for the review and i'm glad you liked the whole amnesia thing, i hope you liked this chapter as well.

Arachnasloom: Our favourite's list? Just out of curiosity how many prsonalities do you have, not that i mind as long as they all like my stories!

LunaLovegood8: Ah your too kind! No really your too kind...