So I read a lot of time turner stories, some of which have Hermione faking amnesia. What if she really did have amnesia?

Here is a tease of a prologue. I was gonna wait till Saturday but once I write something it bothers me until I post it.

Disclaimer: not mine or some deaths would be changed. Sirius and Severus would live. I think I'd switch out Ron and Fred like Rowling's original plan so it would be more dramatic and realistic (no way all three of them would have lived) and you probably don't care about the rest of my changes as very few will affect this story.

Pain. A dull, aching pain fills her head, clouding her mind and preventing any thoughts from coming to the fore front of her mind. She can tell that she is lying on a skinny mattress with paper thin sheets covering her body. She forces her eyes open and all she can see is white. The sun shining through the window seems unbearably bright in combination with the color. She tries to remember what happened but her head hurts too much. Her body hurts too, every muscle is sore and her flesh stung where there are obviously wounds.

"Where… where am I?" the girl mutters.

A maternal voice answered, "You are in the Hogwarts infirmary." The voice was vaguely familiar but the girl could not place it. "You are perfectly safe here, can you tell me what happened?"

The girl tried to remember what put her here, tried to remember anything really. Blank.

"No, I can't."

The woman that the girl assumed was a nurse sighed. "What is your name? How can we contact your family?"

"I don't know," the girl whispered, fear began to surface. "Please, tell me what you know."

"It is not much my dear," the woman fretted. "The school governors were taking a tour of the grounds when they found you."

The girl looked down at her body to see lightly tanned skin covered in scars. "I'm afraid many of those will never go away child. I will go find the headmaster, please try and remember something." The nurse left and the girl looked around the room to occupy herself since trying to remember hurt too much. Nothing interested her though the calendar caught her attention for a split second.

Her eyes left it though to further scan the room, the fact that it was August 29, 1976 meant nothing to her.

I don't normally take much confidence in my writing skills but I'm telling you this one is gonna be good.

Please review, I know it is early but it lets me know people are interested.