Chapter 1
It had been 3 months since Voldemort returned. Harry was back at school now, beginning his fifth year. It wasn't the same as it had always been. He didn't feel nearly as happy as he used to, walking through the big oak doors, sitting in the common room with his friends. Now he felt tense and worried. He spent most of his free time sitting on his bed, just thinking. Last night he had woken up 5 times, each time covered in sweat with images of the dream he'd been having flashing through his mind. He often woke up about 3 times each night, but 5 was a record. It was always the exact same dream as well, the dream about the graveyard, about Cedric's death, just replaying in his mind each night. The lack of sleep left him pale with dark circles under his eyes, which his friends seemed to notice. It was becoming a routine for Harry every night, but it was only when he started having dreams in the day that he began to worry.
