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The Same Memory

Darkness slowly covered England and brought a cold blanket of white. It covered homes, cars, and even covered a Wizarding School. The magic covering the school was powerful, but here weather can't even stop. This school was for young wizards to spread their wings and learn amazing new things, things that only Hogwarts could teach. Yes, the school was called Hogwarts, it was a funny name. In this school everyone was asleep.

Snores and dying crackling fires were the only things heard in this school. The Gryffindor common room was still filled with feint light and shadows. This room was unlike the other common rooms that where put out in darkness. There was no sound heard, except the occasional noise of the dying fire trying to stay alive or maybe the sight of the snow pounding softly on the window. The silent room seemed quite eerie. It seemed to be empty all but for two people.

One of the occupants was a girl. She had bushy, uncombed, brown hair and eyes that were also brown and beautiful. She looked young around the age of 11. She was sitting down in a chair, her mind on focused on her book and not on her surroundings. The other occupant was a boy. He had blue hair that moved, like the ocean waves and eyes that were like light blue flames. He looked about the same age as the girl, 11.

The brown-eyed girl held the book closer, but she didn't turn the pages, nor did her eyes move as to read it. The blue haired boy was staring at her. He looked at her curiously, and also at her eyes. He now realized that she felt the eyes on her back. She turned her head slowly, as he looked away. He sank into the dark corner trying to have her not notice him. She turned back to her book.

Minutes had past. Hours had past. The time slowly moved, it became completely dark, the fire had died away and the snow had stopped pounding on the window. The boy stood up, noticing now how dark it was. He rubbed his eyes quietly, rubbing away tiredness. The girl stood slowly. Putting her book, Hogwarts: A History, away safely in her book bag. Their eyes connected. They stared into each other's eyes. And quietly walked towards each other…

A boy woke up in his bed. This boy kept his eyes closed, holding on to every part of his dream. He looked like the boy from the dream, though much older in years. He was now in his fifth year. He was treasuring every moment of that beautiful dream as long as he could. He wondered how it ended, but only briefly. He spent a few minutes thinking about it, and then he decided to get dressed and go down to the Great Hall.

He slowly pulled himself from his bed. He picked up a smell that was like bad eggs. This was surely what had woken him up. He covered his nose not wanting to take in more then he should in the first place, and looked around. He saw four, four-poster beds and saw that each one of the boys that slept in them was covering their noses in disgust. They quickly picked up their things trying to get out quickly.

Jack was last out of the room. He pulled on his robes, picked his books up into his bag and threw them in. He hurried out of the room pointing his wand at the room and said, "Scourgify" And the smell began to ooze away. "That's better…" He said, smelling wood pine and freshly cutgrass, which smells better if you don't have to mow it. His eyes looked around the room, please at the spell he used.

A girl woke up in the dormitory. She opened her eyes at once and looked around. She saw the clock beeping quietly. The dream was still ringing in her memory. She put her hand on top of the sleep button; it seemed to stop the clock. On the blinking red lights you could read, 11:00 a.m. This was the girl from the dream, surely. Her hair was longer and if possible even bushier. She stood up and picked up her things. She looked around the room after hearing load, and some obnoxious giggling.

Some girls were giggling loudly Hermione only caught words like, "OOhhh Krum!" and "He's so handsome, oohhh." She looked in a mirror, bed hair; she quickly picked up the brush on her bed side table. She started to think about the dream she had just had. She dreamt about a boy... he had looked a lot like Victor.

It had to be...

"I find it funny," A girl said loudly, plainly wanting Hermione to hear, "that Hermione thinks she had a chance with Victor Krum!" The girl had just seen Hermione awake and decided to make a beeline for her.

"Stop being so rude Eli. Hermione is great, she may have a crush on him, but that doesn't give you the right to be mean." Ginny retorted angrily.

Hermione didn't look at them. She was happy that Ginny was sticking up for her, but thought that she might have accidentally insulted her.

"Did you see his brother in the school?" Lavender asked, ignoring the conversation that had interrupted her gossiping. She hated being stopped in-between her daily rumors.

"Yes, I did," Katie Bell replied interestedly, "very handsome." Hermione thought about the conversation the girls were having.

"Victor Krum's brother?" She asked herself aloud. "I'm sure Victor would have told me if he had a brother." She said aloud.

Hermione put on her robes then she attempted to tame her bushy hair in the mirror again. When she failed, as she knew she would, she collected her books and put them in her bag. She walked down stairs, picking up her bag on the way, trying to ignore the gossiping girls.

Eli saw here walking down and called after her, "Don't think you have a chance with him!"

Jack walked down the steps. His eyes looked around, and stared out the window. It wasn't snowing; it was a bright, sunshine morning. He stared toward a fire. It had been made again. Again? He thought. It was a dream!

Jack heard people behind them. Jack's looked round. Some giggling girls walked by him. They seemed to like that he wore unmistakable signs that he was related to Victor Krum; He was handsome, he was also a good quiddutch player and he looked almost exactly like him besides the hair and eyes.

Hermione walked into the common room, but suddenly jumped backwards. The boy she saw in her dream was standing before her! He looked different in the dream… Hermione thought. He was younger then…and…his eyes… She realized. He turned around and was suddenly stunted, Hermione stood in front of him. He is so handsome… like Victor. Hermione thought. His red eyes gleamed in the sunlight as he watched her stop.

She's beautiful... He thought. Just like the dream.

He and Hermione looked at their feet. Both of them thought it would be weird if they said they had a dream about each other. Jack lifted his head up and opened his mouth, but Hermione spoke first.

"Hello...," she said quietly, still staring at the floor.

"Hello." He replied politely.

"W-would you want to go down to lunch together?" She asked tenderly.

Jack nodded and said, "Yeah, that would be... great…"

Hello! I hope you enjoy this. If I have any spelling mistakes please write me. I would like to say I've checked it thoroughly, but it might have one this old computer missed. I will put down here some things people have been asking about.

Q: Is Jack's hair really blue?

A: Yes, I'd like to tell you how this happened, but at the moment, yes it is naturally blue.

Q: What with this thing in the beginning?

A: Well, that's a dream. Or memory, I haven't decided, but if Hermione saw it to probably a memory.

Q: He's related to Victor Krum?!

A: Yup, he's related to him. I can't describe him very well even though he's my character. But he looks like Victor a lot. I'd say almost like twins, but for the eyes and hair.

Q: His eyes are red and blue?

A: In the dream their blue, but we'll get to that later. Red is his natural color.