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SlytherinDream98

It was a beautiful sunny day, and everyone that knew about Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were very excited. Today, they would be boarding the Hogwarts express and heading back to the wonderfully magical school.

Well, almost everyone. Harry Potter, also known as the boy who lived, just had a big boulder lifted from his shoulders. This past summer, his friends had helped him defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort. However, he felt as if an even bigger rock had launched itself onto him.

Ever since fifth year, Harry had noticed the changes in one of his best friends, Hermione Granger. She had grown to be a very pretty person, although her bushy caramel hair still hadn't changed. He didn't dare to tell her how he felt once he realized his feelings, for fear their friendship would end.

He didn't mind so much about Ron now, because after his break up with Lavender, he and Luna had become quite close and surprised everyone one night at dinner that they were going out. He wasn't sure who Hermione liked, and there was a tiny bit of hope that it was him.

He smiled as he pictured Hermione, her lovely curls bouncing cutely as she ran up to him and gave him a bug hug, how her cheeks would be flushed and her eyes sparkling adoringly. His grin was the usual goofy one he had on when he was thinking of her, so it was no surprise when Ron commented, "Just have to wait a bit more, mate, then you can tell her how you feel."

Harry snapped out of his daze, "What are you talking about ,Ron ? I can't tell Hermione my feelings! I'll ruin the friendship!" Ron shook his head, "I see things, you know. May be because of Luna." He turned towards his girlfriend, who looked at him dreamily. As always.

Harry sighed deeply. He wished that was him and Hermione like that. Cuddling together on the couch, holding her hands on dates at Hogsmeade, staring at those plump lips of her and finally being able to-

Harry blushed and shook his head. He had to stop fantasying about Hermione. It would just be awkward for him when they were alone. Harry looked around the station, hoping to spot a head of wild chestnut curls.

Disappointed at not finding the girl, Harry followed the couple to a compartment. Ginny and Neville were sitting together, reading a book; Ron and Ginny sat across from them, occasionally giggling and whispering things in a quiet voice. Harry hoped Hermione would show up soon so he wouldn't feel so lonely.

Neville looked up, "You alright, Harry? Don't worry, Hermione will be here soon." He and Ginny smiled knowingly. Harry's face turned red, "W-what? I wasn't waiting for her!" "Sure, whatever you say, Harry." Ginny tugged Neville's sleeve, and his attention turned back to the red-haired girl.

The train moved along, and the five people were starting to worry about Hermione. What if she didn't get on the train? "She must have gotten Head Girl, so I don't think she would be late." Luna said, her eyes hinting that she was still worried about Hermione.

The train ride seemed longer than usual for Harry- the two couples had been chatting and interacting with him more, but he felt incomplete without Hermione. The castle finally came into view, and Harry was just itching to get off and run to the Great Hall and finally see Hermione.

The five Gryffindors jumped in a carriage and gossiped all the way to the school. Harry almost tripped on some luggage since he was so excited. The others laughed at him.

When Harry sat down at his usual spot, he was devastated to see that the Gryffindor girl was not there. "She just probably got off the carriage, no need to worry. We were one of the first to get one, anyways." Harry just nodded his head, wondering how he would survive not see her if she really didn't come.

She was one of the last to enter, following after a bunch of Slytherins. Harry could recognize that bunch of bushy-hair anywhere. Although, for some reason, it seemed tamer, and there was a slight golden hint to the color. She sat down wordlessly across from him, and for once, he couldn't find any words to say because he was… horrified.

Her eyes were darker than usual, almost black, and there were dark bags under her eyes. Her face was awfully pale and white, making her seem like a ghost. Her lips were set in a thin line, sitting in her seat like a statue.

"H-Hermione…?" Her face shot up, those dark eyes staring at him, and Harry froze to the spot. "Uh… Are you…alright?" He glanced nervously at Ron, whose eyes were wide, staring at his friend nonstop.

"Yes. I'm perfectly fine." Her voice was not like it was. Hermione's voice was much lower than before, showing no emotion at all. Her slight glare shot his vision to McGonagall and the sorting hat, which had now finished it's song.

The welcome feast passed in a blur, and when Professor McGonagall announced the feast was over, Hermione shot up from her seat, leaving her untouched plate of food and ran off.

"You think she's alright?" Ginny asked Harry. Ron shook his head, seeing that Harry had not heard what Ginny said and was lost in his own thoughts.

The next day at breakfast, Hermione was nowhere to be seen. Parvati said that she wasn't in her bed when they woke up, so she must have come out. Harry assumed she was in her secret hideout and headed towards the hidden tree. The old tree had a big hollow room, enough to fit two people comfortably. Harry and Hermione had kept it their secret place, often coming here to study or hang out, usually resulting in Harry rushing out due to embarrassment.

However, when Harry had arrived at the tree, there was no sign that Hermione had come here. Harry rushed off, hoping to catch her in class. She was sitting in a far corner, away from the Gryffindors, sitting next to Blaise Zabini from Slytherin. Harry, as well as the other Gryffindors, had their mouths wide open, but were shut up as Professor Snape stormed in, hobbling slightly due to the leg injury he got from the war.

"Potter, sit down now." His face was still cruel, but there was a hint of warmness in his voice. Harry managed a grin at the potions master and plopped down next to Ron.

"Now, who can tell me what the Somniumus Potion is, yes, Ms. Granger ?" He flicked his wand, not even looking up to know the girl's hand was up. Almost everyone in the room had gasped- Professor Snape was giving Hermione Granger a chance to answer in class? What had the world come to?

"The Somniumus Potion, commonly known as the Daydream Potion, will show the bearer a dream, although not really a dream. It shows a bit of the near future, which will happen to oneself. Although in history a completed potion may show the bearer something that did not happen, great wizards and witches have said that if brewed correctly, you will indeed see the correct vision of the future." Hermione breathed a moment, then continued, "The Somniumus Potion does not show us in a certain amount of time, and we have not found a reason, but it usually lasts for a few minutes.
"Very good." The Gryffindors looked hopefully, wondering if for once, the professor would give them points. He responded with a grunt, and they cursed silently under their breaths.

"This is a very hard potion, though I believe some of you will be able to accomplish this assignment." He was looking at the Slytherins, and only glanced at Harry for a second. "Start."

Chairs scraped and feet bustled noisily as students got up and got the ingredients. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand, but let go immediately as her fingers were freezing cold. "Wow, 'Mione, you alright?" The girl nodded slightly in response, turning back to her seat.