Saving Time
Harry glanced at the fire sparking up its flames, roaring like a monstrous volcano. He half expected to see Sirius poke his head from the fire. Even a little motion that could perhaps help Harry figure his godfather was alive.
The fire continued to jump, with no head to be seen. Harry moved his head from the fire. He still had a load of Potions work to do but felt like blowing it off. Still, he remembered Hermionie's lectures before O.W.L.S last year, glanced back down at his paper.
The words swam together as he concentrated and tried to focus his eyes to the words. Realizing it was helpless he collapsed on the couch in a deep sleep.
Harry was falling through a big hole and he could feel himself feeling farther and farther until he passed through a white curtain and fell hard on the ground. Looking up he saw nothing, but could hear a faint whisper from the curtain. He could barely make out the words "Harry, save the time I lost, I will return."
The voice seemed to be getting louder but the voice had changed into a harsh female voice, "Harry! Get up!" Harry awoke with a start. His head was met by Hermionie's strict face that was accompanied by Ron's.
Harry sat up rubbing his eyes. "What time is it?" Harry's dream could have lasted a day but he would never know because they seemed to last only a few minutes.
Ron gulped as he usually did before he told Harry bad news, "You've been asleep for 14 hours mate. It's 4:00 in the afternoon and you've been snoozing the whole time! Boy Snape is furious. He's going to give you a whole bloody essay on the restoring potions. You're in big trouble with him, mate, big trouble.
Hermionie nodded in agreement. Harry couldn't believe he slept through all the commotion. More importantly he wondered why nobody woke him up. " Ron, Hermionie, why hasn't anyone woke me up before. Nobody noticed me?" Snape shouldn't have been mad at him. It wasn't his fault. If he hadn't stayed up for his assignment, he would have made it to his class. This was all Snape's fault, Harry decided.
Ron shrugged. "We didn't see you mate. Not anywhere. So we figured you must be in transfiguration but you weren't. So we figured you were at the nurse so we forgot about the matter. We came back and saw you fast asleep in the common room."
Harry stared in amazement. Still nobody like Neville or Ginny woke him up. And where was Mrs. Mcgonagal? Shouldn't she have seen him on her way to class. Everything was racing through Harry's mind. His dream, Snape's essay, him falling asleep so long, nobody waking him up.
" I should get to Charms. At least I have one class today." Harry got up from the couch kind of weary. Gryffindors raced in and out of the common room with their supplies. Harry saw Ginny pass him and giggle.
She had obviously saw him dose off. Why didn't anyone bother him? He really needed to finish the essay yet now he had tons of make-up from Snape's class to do as well. " I had a weird dream. I don't know who was speaking but I think it was Sirius."
Ron sighed, " I think he should have continued Ocllumency regularly. He would be a bit saner."
Harry said angrily " Ron this has nothing to do with Voldermort. At least I don't think anyway. Snape was telling me something about time." He still could remember the words but he couldn't get everything out. He was too perplexed at the thought of Sirius being alive.
Hermionie glared at Ron, " Ron why are you getting Harry angry? You know he'll blow off his top again." Hermionie shook off that subject and turned to Harry " Listen Harry, I'll catch you up on Snape's essay and transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts, but try to get this dream out of your mind. It's not any more real than walking in Transfiguration with no pants on." Hermionie looked fiercely at Ron to follow her, and Harry watched angrily at the two leaving the common room.
He was so angry with the two of them. If only he could show them that his dreams are not fake. If only he could make them at least believe that Sirius is alive; then he would be satisfied.