Hogwarts School Years: Year 3

Playing Dead, Iris and Decisions

Natalie's POV

TWO WEEKS LATER

I wake up to a bright light. The sun shines through the window. Oh, it's morning. My feet kick something and I look to the foot of my bed. I see a man curled up like a cat. He's wearing long black robes and there are sheets on the floor layed out like a cat bed. Okay....Who is that...? I look around the room to see multiple beds. Wait...why am I in the Hospital Wing?

I hear a yawn from the man. He stretched his back, stretching his back like he's in that yoga position. What is it called again? Oh well. Wait a minute, what’s a guy doing on my bed?! Without thinking, I kick the guy multiple times to get him off my bed.

“Ow!” The man grumbles, rubbing his sore ribs. “First, Jennifer, Stephen and now her....”

I look at him feeling confused. What about Jennifer and Stephen? “Wait how do you know who Jennifer and Stephen are? Who exactly are you, and why on earth are you on my bed? Why am I even in this bed?!” I demand, attacking him with questions.

A heavy groan releases from his lips as he rubs the back of this neck. “Ughhh, can you lay low on the questions for just a moment, please? You’re giving me a headache.”

“Well, it’s not exactly everyday you wake up with a stranger lying on your bed now is it?” I tell him seriously with narrowed eyes, as I rub my temples seemingly starting to get a headache of my own.

He snickers. “Then you have no idea, seeing you’ve been out for like a month or so.”

“What are you talking about?” He raises his eyebrow at me. The guy looks like he can’t believe the nerve that I have for not remembering that. “Tell me.” I push, holding a steady gaze on his.

“You don’t know? You seriously don’t know?” He asks me, equally serious.

“How long have I been sleeping exactly?” I ask instead. Judging by my abnormally numb rusty feeling limbs and my hoarse voice, they’ve all been unused for a very long time.

He just shrugs in response. “I have no idea. I haven’t been here the entire time so I don’t know the details. Plus, Jennifer isn’t exactly too keen on me knowing anything about you but I thought that after she and the other two girls-- Mickey and Taryn, I think-- left I would keep an eye on ya for them.”

That still doesn’t explain what he’s doing on my bed though but whatever. “Mickey and Taryn?” I inquire, giving him a flat look.

He looks sunken. “Crap did I get the names wrong? It isn’t Taryn is it? I’m pretty sure I got Mickey right though....I know it starts with T though....nah, I’m pretty sure it’s Taryn. They also left with some Byron dude as well-- whoever that is. That guy just needs a chill pill to be honest with you.”

“Byron?” I ask him, eyebrow raised.

He nods confidently. “Yeah. Gryffindor, dark hair, glasses, about this tall.” He gestures with his hands. Does he mean Brian...?

I nod slowly. “Er, right. Um, where did they go exactly? Besides, you still haven’t told me who you are might I add.”

“To find some Iris girl of some sort.” Iris..? Oh he must mean Irene. Seriously, what did I miss!? “How long ago did they leave?” I ask, worried. The man frowns with a displeased look on his face. His eyes turn away from me.

“A week and a half ago.” He answer grimly. “They haven’t been back since.” I freeze. What? What could have happened to them?  

“Ire-I mean Iris went missing?” I say. What happened to me? It feels like someone stole a whole chunk of my memory...What happened before I fainted...I just can’t remember...