I just want to say this is my first fanfic and I want people to at least tell me what they think how I can improve, whats good...review it basically.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters which all belong to J.K Rowling and I do not own Twilight or any of the characters which all belong to Stephenie Meyer.

In the corridor there was a dark mist heading up the stairs leading to Harry lying down on his four-poster bed as he practiced spells. Hermione came bouncing up and down with excitement.

'Guess what! Guess what! Professor McGonagall is holding a History of magic revision class on Saturday!' Hermione squealed.

'What are you on about? History of magic is the most boring class anyway, so why would we care if there are revision classes especially on Saturday?' Ron grumbled.

'Ronald you are so negative. Professor McGonagall is teaching and it's going to be more practical. I've signed our names up anyway!'

'You did what? Are you mental? I do have better ways to spend my Saturday's Hermione!'

'Well Hermione, I'm not that thrilled you signed me up for possibly the most boring subject either 'Harry said as Ron rolled his eyes.

'Possibly? It is the worst subject! Unless you find learning about the war between the Centaurs and Satyrs fun' Ron snapped.

'You two have no respect for the history of magic' scolded Hermione.

Seamus Finnigan burst into the room. 'EH ARRY, RON! Have you heard bout those crazed half-breed vampires? Daily Prophet says they're threatening to expose the world of magic to the muggles and they're trying to take over the wizards' Seamus bellowed.

'Hey Seamus' Harry and Ron said.

'Oh! Hey, Hermione! Me mum said ministry of magic better, start taking control of things before it gets to late.'

'Hey Seamus, that's just awful, I'm surprised the ministry of magic has let this go on for so long,' Hermione commented.

'It sounds like it's gotten worse. Much worse,' Harry stated.

'Maybe they have something up their sleeve! This is the ministry we're talking about,' Ron speculated.

'Exactly this is the ministry we're talking about,' Hermione said darkly.

A week later Harry and half the class were struggling to keep their eyes open as professor McGonagall droned on about basic subjects in History of Magic. A few minutes later a great big grin was placed on Hermione's face and the few people who came were gathering their stuff. Some people looked annoyed, some enthusiastic, some bored and some just plain sleepy.

'Ooh did you hear that! A project about either Vampires, Werewolves, Giants, Trolls or , I can't wait. Lets be in a group three. This is going to be interesting...,' Hermione babbled excitedly.

Ron's snoring interrupted Hermione in mid flow.

'Ron! Your lucky professor McGonagall left just before you fell asleep,' Hermione laughed.

'Wha What?' Ron said as he woke up.

'Hey Ron. We just finished a history of magic revision class and you just finished sleeping,' Harry informed him.

'Well what do you expect? It's Saturday morning, for goodness sake,' Ron complained 'Not all of us can stay awake of this time on a Saturday morning,'

'So Ron, I was just talking about the project. I think we should do vampires but include half breed vampires. You know half human, half vampire. It's those news stories recently, they've made me curious,' Hermione explained.

'Okay, Hermione your the boss,' Harry laughed.

'No don't say that! She'll go crazy with this, well even more crazy than before, 'Ron moaned.

'Well at least I'm taking this seriously,' Hermione huffed.

The three walked out of the classroom to find Malfoy sniggering at Neville as he picked up his books.

'You should watch where you're going Longbottom,you might hurt yourself,' Malfoy sneered.

'You should watch your face; you could hurt someone with it,' Hermione whispered to Ron and Harry.

'What? How dare you speak to me like that? Filthy mudblood,' Malfoy spat.

'She may be a half-blood but her blood is cleaner than yours,' Ron snapped

'At least I look clean when I'm not at Hogwarts! Do you still live in a room smaller than a closet Weasley?'

Ron twitched whiles he was fighting with himself not to throw a punch at Malfoy. His fist reached out ready to send Malfoy flying when Harry pushed him back.

'Push off Malfoy. Come back when you can talk without your two goons with you,' Harry said fiercely ' Or does money not by courage?'

Malfoy walked off still sneering with his two monkeys, Crab and Goyle, following him.

'I really wish you'd have let me give him one good punch. It wouldn't have done him any harm just sent a few teeth flying,' Ron stated

'Violence isn't the answer. Well try to think that, I find it hard even when I think his name. Vile creature!' Hermione shuddered.

'I think we would all love to give Malfoy a punch,' Harry grinned 'Now can we hurry up, some of us have lost some valuable sleeping time,'

Hermione rolled her eyes but speeded up her walking and before Harry knew it he was in his dorm sleeping. That was the first time he had the dream. Harry was walking down a forest and there was shadows printing shapes on trees that made Harry shudder. He suddenly heard a screech and pale white creatures were stepping around the trees with blood around their faces. Before they could take another step closer a distant name calling Harry's name brought him back to reality.

'Harry, Harry. Wake up man! Harry.'

Harry woke up in a pool of sweat to see Ron's worried face looking down on him.

'Eh Harry, you alright? You were mumbling in your sleep and tossing and turning, 'Ron asked

'Yeah! I'm okay; I just had a bad dream. I'm going to take shower,' Harry replied as casually as he could

'Okay.' Ron muttered as he settled back in his bed.

Harry got up and walked to the bath room wondering what the dream could mean. Although he didn't understand it, it had a haunted feeling to it. Harry just hoped it stayed that way, a dream.