Amnesia

I headed across the dry grass, away from the castle. In a shed, I found some broom called Darkbolt 2000, but I was always afraid of heights, so I decided not to go by broom. Hold on! I am a wizard! I'll just Apparate! I prepared myself and popped right outside the Magical Mall. It was a fine building; it sold many great items like some great Gilderoy Lockhart and some nice wizard t-shirts. I walked through the oak door and inside. There were so many stores, but no memory came back to me. I walked in deeper, and people screamed! People were running in chaos. I heard one man scream, "The Dark Lord! He's going to kill us all!"

Naturally, I panicked and started running out of the building. I was running as fast as I could. But wherever I ran, the people weren't there! It was as if they were running from me! I started to get really scared, running as fast as I could, tripping over my own feet. Then I saw a red bolt whiz by my shoulder. I looked around, and I saw a man in a suit holding a wand and firing. Oh my gosh, what on earth was going on?! It's as if as soon as people saw me they screamed and ran. I ran out of the mall finally losing the man in the suit. I ran until I was sure I had a good lead on whoever was chasing me. I had ended up in a deserted forest. Moss hung from the trees. Branches swung in the wind, and I felt a little scared. Why in Merlin's Beard would they want to hurt me? I'm a nice guy, I think. Maybe I'm a bandit or something I just don't know! Amnesia stinks! One thing was sure: I couldn't go around looking like this for whatever reason. I needed a disguise! There wasn't muc h in this wasteland except for moss. But what disguise can you make with moss? I finally decided to string it around my face, just so no one could guess who I was. I walked away from the forest and emerged out into the general magic population. People looked at me oddly, as if asking why on earth I had moss on my face, but at least no one was shooting at me. I passed a billboard that had all kinds of different ads. Some potion maker requests and the latest issue of Witch Weekly for sale, but something caught my eye. It said,

"You want a simple, well paying job of seven galleons an hour? How would you like to sell Ice Cream? Sell all kinds of flavors like Bloody Strawberry, Delicious Blueberry, and Tangy Punch! Ride on a Cleansweep 7 and get money. Perfect for all ages!"

I've always loved ice cream, so maybe this job would help me remember more about my life, not to mention the free ice cream and making kids happy! This is the job for me!