Disclaimer: Just the obvious… characters: not mine. None of it's mine. Well… except the story idea but nothing else.

(a/n) oh yea… read and review! This is important! It lets me know where I'm at and what to improve on. I hope you like the story. This is a work IN PROGRESS… so the plot will develop as it goes along.

WARNING: The rating will go up as the story goes along. There will be R-rated themes; suicide, romance, etc. If you're not into that than this probably isn't the story for you… enjoy!

Prologue

Harry Potter sat up suddenly, looking around. He was confused... Where am I?

He was in a long white room with tall windows that allowed the sun to shine on all the beds that surrounded his own.

Is this some sort of hospital?

With a start, he realized there were people whom he didn't recognize at the far end of the room, talking in low whispers. They seemed to be waiting for something. Him, perhaps?

I feel so strange.

He heard a baby cry out and the mother, a woman with long silvery blond hair, shushing it. The others looked his way to see if the cry had woken him. When they saw that he was sitting up, they rushed over excitedly, smiling and all talking at once.

"Oh Harry, we were so scared!" Squealed a red-haired girl as she threw herself on top of him in a tight embrace.

"Relax Ginny, you're gonna hurt him," Said a boy although he had a wide grin on his face. He was very tall with freckles and had the same red hair as the girl. His arm was around a brown-haired girl who was smiling through red rimmed eyes. She seemed to be unable to do anything except smile and shake her head.

"Oh don't be such a prick, Ron." Said the girl called Ginny, hugging Harry.

"Not that he's able to feel anything anyway, since I gave him a numbing brew," Stated a prim-looking woman in a white uniform. "However, Ms. Weasley, watch those bandages… we're trying to heal him, not make him worse."

Ginny got off of him with a sheepish smile on her face.

Harry slowly realized that his right arm and his legs were wrapped in tight, white strips of cloth, and his body was buzzing with a numbness that he had not noticed before. In fact, his brain seemed numb as well.

What the hell is going on? He wanted to stand up and run around in circles screaming, but neither his body nor his mouth seemed to understand this.

"I can't believe it's over mate!" said another boy with red hair. He was standing next to a boy who could have been his twin; they were identical, with twin looks of mischief.

"Yeah, but we've all been here for ages, waiting for you to wake up!" said the other of the twins.

What's over? His head was starting to spin. Too many people… too much confusion.

"You did very well Harry," said a man who looked too young to have the gray hair that sat on his head. "I'm really proud of you. Your parents would have been very proud as well."

"What are you talking about Remus? We're all proud of him. And who wouldn't be? You did what no one else could do, Harry. You're a hero." This was said by yet another redhead except this man had scars covering his young face. He hugged the silver-haired women and kissed her. "Fleur, Darren's going to grow up safe!" he nodded to the baby boy she was holding.

Fleur smiled and turned to Harry. "Eet eez all over now and beesides for Bill, 'Arry, you are my 'eero." And she stooped down to kiss his cheek.

The doors across the room opened and a man and two women walked in.

"Harry, dear, you're awake!" said an ecstatic looking woman with red hair. "See Arthur," she turned to the man walking next to her. "Our Harry can get through anything."

The man named Arthur nodded and beamed with pride. "Yes Molly, he's a stubborn one all right."

Harry was starting to get angry. He didn't like total strangers talking about him this way, especially in front of his face and he wanted to know what the bloody hell was going on!

The second woman who had just walked in, an old woman, started towards Harry but then paused. "I think I'd better go inform Dumbledore's portrait that you're awake," She smiled kindly. "I'll be back to discuss what you want to do for the remainder of you're seventh year."

"Okay Minerva, see you then," said Arthur.

The old woman started walking then turned around. "Madame Pomfrey, I know everyone wants to congratulate Mr. Potter but I really do think he should get some more rest." She frowned. "He doesn't look too well."

"Of course Professor." The lady in the white uniform said. And the old professor left with a wave. Madame Pomfrey turned to Harry. "She's right, you know. You don't look well at all. But that's not surprising as you've just come from the fight of the century just two days ago." She started to take his pulse.

I was in a fight?

She felt his head. "How do you feel?"

"…Erm…" What was he supposed to say? That he has no idea what the fuck they're talking about? That he thinks they're insane? Am I insane? "Uh, I'm a little d-dizzy." This was completely true as his head was still spinning.

Harry was about to start asking questions when a goblet filled with a fizzing blue liquid was shoved under his nose.

"Drink up," Said Madame Pomfrey, "this will help you sleep."

"Just..."

"Harry come on, drink the potion, you'll feel better." Said the girl named Ginny.

"No, I need to…"

"You need to drink the potion Mr. Potter." Madame Pomfrey interrupted.

Harry couldn't take it anymore. "I'LL BLOODY DO WHAT I BLOODY WANT!" he roared.

His head was hurting but he didn't care. He knew that he had gotten into some sort of fight… that the fight had ended… something, and he had somehow gotten injured… why couldn't he remember anything? But until he got some answers he didn't know what he was going to do. And how did he know that he could even trust these strange people? He didn't… and he wouldn't… at least not for now.

He looked around to see everyone staring at him, hurt and in shock. He looked down at the floor, ashamed. After all, he may not know these people but they obviously cared about him.

Just because I can't remember anything doesn't mean I should be so offensive, I just want to know what's going on, I have to calm down… calm down…

"Um, Harry?" the brown-haired girl approached him timidly, interrupting his thoughts. "A-are you all right?"

Harry thought for a moment, looked at her and took a deep breath. "It's just that… well, I'm really confused. I don't know what's going on and this is too much for me, it's so overwhelming."

Ginny let out a loud breath and spoke next, sounding relieved. "Of course, Harry, you must have mixed feelings about what happened. Killing him took a lot of courage and then when it turned out that Snape was on our side after all… we really can't blame you for feeling overwhelmed."

Blood started rushing to his head. What was she talking about? Who was Snape? And… he, Harry, had KILLED someone!

"NO! NO! You're not getting it! I mean that I have no idea what the hell you lot are all talking about! I mean that I don't know or remember anything besides the last few minutes I've been awake! I MEAN THAT I DON'T KNOW WHO THE BLOODY HELL YOU ALL ARE!" Harry finished, out of breath.

His voice had risen to the point of screaming and when he suddenly stopped, the silence was deafening.

"Harry," the brown-haired girl started talking again. "My name is Hermione. Do you remember me?"

Harry shifted uncomfortably and racked his brain, looking for any sign that he could remember her, but it seemed as though his memories were nonexistent. He shook his head slowly. "No."

She stared at him for a moment and then looked away, trying hard not to cry, while everyone stood there with their mouths open and their eyes wide.

Harry felt pain spasming through his body as he realized he wasn't numb anymore. Black was darkening the corners of his vision. And still they just stood there.

As he fell softly into sweet oblivion he thought he heard the far-off hooting of an owl.

And that was the first chapter to what, I hope, will be many.

Just to let you know… this was Harry's confusing experience, so reflecting that, the chapter was supposed to be as if thrown at you in a messy jumble… next chapter is less hodgepodge...

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Next chapter will be posted on/the day after New Years…

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