A/N: This is my first story, and apparently, my writing skills is about Gr.4 level. If you think anything is not story like, be sure to tell me. I will change it, if I can.
The Dream
I woke up with sweat all over my pillow, tears in my eyes, and a scream lodged in my throat. Where am I? I thought. Oh right, I'm at the Burrow. I glanced around my room. Everything there seems to remind me of my nightmare.
I had dreamed that Ron had asked me to marry him. I had agreed, of course, but as soon as I did, Bellatrix came in and started crucioing me, and that wasn't even the most disturbing part. Ron was there, except that instead of helping me, he was helping Bellatrix torture me. Not by crucio, but by a spell of dark magic. Then, he suddenly turned into Voldemort screaming that horrible spell of Avada Kedavra! I screamed. Suddenly, I found myself in the Burrow. No sooner as I sat down on my bed, all comfy, and reading my favourite book, The Secret Garden, did Voldemort come bursting in, with his Death Eaters on hand. They bounded me up, and brought everyone I was close to, upstairs, into my room, where they killed them off, one by one, while I was left, to struggle, for a way to freedom from the grasps of Lucius Malfoy, and Bellatrix Lestrange. Then, I woke up.
As I recall the dream, I realized that Draco Malfoy wasn't there to torture me. All the Malfoys were there, except for Draco and his mother, Narcissa Malfoy. That was strange. Ever since after the war, I often had dreams, just like this one, though Draco Malfoy always appeared in my dreams. Strange.
I decided just then, to get ready, and go rouse the boys from their sleep. Before long, I had my teeth brushed, and was dressed snuggly in a plain blue shirt, and vest, and a pair of jeans. I quietly walked to the boys'room, being careful not to wake up anyone else. As quiet as I was, I saw Ginny's eyes peeking out from the little slit between her door, and her door's frame. She opened her door a little bigger, and beckoned me into her room.
"Hermione! I heard you screaming last night, are you okay?"Ginny asked, scared.
"I'm fine, don't worry! It was just a bad dream where Ron asked me to marry him..."I started telling her my dream.
"Woah! Did I die?"Ginny asked excitedly.
"Um...I'm not sure. I was too busy screaming and trying to get out or Lucius Malfoy's and Bellatrix's grasps."I said distractedly.
"Well, since you told me your dream, I'll tell you mine, okay?"Ginny told me.
"Sure. I'd love to hear it!"I couldn't wait for her to her dream to me. It must be exciting, for her to be bouncing up and down on her bed like this.
"Harry asked me to marry him in my dream!"She said in a rush.
"Wait what?! Was your dream kind of like mine?"I asked.
"Um, sort of...but it was a nicer dream. No Voldemort, no bad guys."Ginny explained.
"Tell me! Tell me!"I shrieked.
"Sure. So, Harry decided to ask me to marry him. After..."Ginny started.