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Y/n's Pov

I stuck close to the boy named Harry. Strangely, I trust him more than this so called Sirius. The two led me into a small house. Harry pulled me into a seat on a giant table, where there was at least ten people. "Y/n, these are people who can help explain who you really are". I nodded, confusion all over my face. "That's George and Fred, Molly, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Sirius, Tonks, Lupin, Neville, Luna, Bill, Charlie, and Draco". Each person waved as their name was called. I gave all of them a weak smile.

Sirius cleared his throat. "I'm gonna tell you everything. Please save your questions until after I'm done. So, when you and Harry were babies, there was this murderous wizard on the loose. He killed anyone who wouldn't join him, and two of those people who wouldn't join him were your biological parents. Voldemort tried to kill you two next, but your mother had saved you two before she died using a spell".

Harry interrupted him. "The spell that the murderer, Voldemort, tried to use on us backfired and cursed himself instead. He was close to death for years. He kept trying to kill me year after year by latching onto others, and used mind tricks, and he eventually got his old powerful body back. Once he got all his power back, we erased your memory and sent you to the non-magic world".

My mind was about to explode.

"I'm Hermione, in case you didn't catch that", the girl close to me said. The bleach blond next to her kept staring at me. Weird. "I have a way to help you remember everything", she said softly.

"No", Sirius and Harry yelled at her.

Hermione ignored them. "

It's a bit risky. It'll be the easiest way to remember everything. Once you remember everything you're supposed to, we can explain everything else. The only thing is that you'll be trapped in your mind for a week, kind of like a short coma. And there's a risk that you'll get so stressed that you'll end up brain dead", she said hesitantly.

"Let's do it. If I hear one more thing right now, I'll go crazy. And I still don't believe I'm a witch. I don't even believe that that guys name is Sirius! How am I supposed to believe that this is my brother?! The next thing you'll tell me is that all of you are wizards too!"

Everyone at the table looked down uncomfortably. "No. You guys are crazy. And why do you keep staring at me?!" I yelled at the blond boy. He rose from his seat and walked out. He came back. "Do it Granger. She needs to remember. I need her to remember". And with that, he walked out.

"Do it or I'm leaving", I sighed.

She came to my side. She nodded at my "brother" and they both raised their sticks. "These are wands", Harry said. That's slightly helpful. They muttered something together, and the last thing I felt was Harry's arms as he caught me from falling over.

My eyes shut, and it was like a movie playing in my head. But it's my life.

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Aunt Petunia. Uncle Vernon. Dudley.

Lots of owls.

Hagrid?

Diagon Alley. Is that my wand?

Hogwarts.

Draco Lucius Malfoy.

That name triggered my mind. His introduction to Harry and I. Harry saying no, and siding with Ron. Me walking over to Draco's side. Me being sorted into slytherin. Draco cheering.

Sirius? Everyone freaking out. He's a murderer, he's free.

But he's not. Hermione, Harry, Ron, and i listening as Sirius proves he's innocent. That stupid rat being a human. And getting free.

No. No no no. Cedric. Me falling into Draco's arms. Harry telling me that Voldemort is back. That makes all the memories of that killer coming back.

My mind cant handle any more information. My brain stops sending me thoughts and gives me a break. It feels like five seconds later when it starts again.

Draco kissing me and murmuring that it's okay, I'll be okay, he'll always love me, that this is for the best.

I can feel the memories getting pushed down, but not pulled.

And life jolts through my body, forcing my eyes to open.

"Oh Harry", I sob. He runs into the room and hugs me. "I'm here now".

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