The hallway was dark. It seemed endless. There were doors on either side of the hallway. He frantically opened the doors, like he was looking for someone. He continued to run, the sound of his beating heart was all that he could hear. Finally, he came to the end of the long, dark, hallway. There was one more door.

"She has to be here," he thought. "I checked everywhere."

He groped in the darkness for the doorknob. When he finally got a hold of it, it wouldn't open.

"No!" he cried. "It has to open!"

"Mione!"

Harry Potter sat up in bed in a cold sweat. He was panting, like he was out of breath. His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he saw he was safe in his bedroom. He looked down beside him, and saw his wife, Hermione, sleeping peacefully. He kissed her forehead and put his arm protectively around her. He slid under the covers and drifted off into a deep sleep.

"Where is she?" he asked.

"You'll never find her," the dark, hooded figure sneered. "She's mine now."

"NO!" Harry Potter screamed.

Hermione woke up, startled. She turned over and saw that Harry was shaking in his sleep.

"Harry!" she whispered gently. "Wake up!"

Harry's green eyes bolted open. He was panting again.

"Hermione," he said shakily. "He took you. I tried to find you but I couldn't!"

Hermione turned on the lights. "It's okay, I'm sure it was just a dream."

"But it was so real!" Harry exclaimed. I was running down a hallway, looking for you, because Voldemort had you. When I found him, he told me you were his and I could never get you back!"

Hermione had a look of alarm on her face. Then she wrapped her arms around Harry.

"I'm sure it was just a dream, baby," she said.

"But it was so real!" Harry cried. "It was almost like..." he stopped.

"Almost like what?" Hermione asked.

Harry said, "Like the time I had the dream about Mr. Weasley. Everything was so real, and my scar was burning."

"Maybe you should go see Dumbledore," Hermione said quietly.

"No, I'm fine," Harry lied. His scar was still tingling.

"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed. "This could be serious. Please, go talk to Dumbledore. For me."

"Alright," Harry responded. "I'll go tomorrow."

"Good," said Hermione. "Now let's get some sleep."

She clicked the lights off, and snuggled back into bed.

AN: I hope you like my story! Sorry the chapter is so short. Read and review, and the chapters will be longer!