Chapter 1: The Dream of the Archway
Harry has been having dreams all summer. No, not the corridors with locked doors, not that anymore. That dream was solved last year, at the end of his terms at Hogwarts. But this dream was something much different than corridors and locked doors. And somehow, strangely, it gave him some sort of hope....Hope for what, he didn't know. But he was hoping…
It was dark, yes, very dark. In the Ministry of Magic…the archway… THE ARCHWAY! It was there, with the veils rippling as if someone had just touched it and ducked out of sight, for fear he might see them. But why didn't they want him to see them? He was only searching for something….someone. Who? He's not quite sure… But it was definitely someone important…Oh if only he can visualize the face of that man…a man, yes, that was who. A man, he was looking for. Someone long lost, yet missed every single second Harry breathed.
Harry wanted to dive into the archway and yell out the name of that man he was looking for. Though he was not sure what he would yell out, for he knew not the man's name. Just to yell, Harry thought, I just want to yell and find what I'm looking for….
But something was keeping him from doing so. He was struggling from someone; he was being held tight but could not hold still. He wanted to run into the archway, now more than ever, and jump into it, even if it meant he would never get out of there. But he was struggling! Why wasn't he allowed to be let in there? Let me free, thought Harry, let me go!
"AAAAAAAAARRRRGHHH!!!" Screamed Harry. With that, he was jerked awake by someone sitting on top of him with big emerald green eyes and a pointed nose.
Harry has been having dreams all summer. No, not the corridors with locked doors, not that anymore. That dream was solved last year, at the end of his terms at Hogwarts. But this dream was something much different than corridors and locked doors. And somehow, strangely, it gave him some sort of hope....Hope for what, he didn't know. But he was hoping…
It was dark, yes, very dark. In the Ministry of Magic…the archway… THE ARCHWAY! It was there, with the veils rippling as if someone had just touched it and ducked out of sight, for fear he might see them. But why didn't they want him to see them? He was only searching for something….someone. Who? He's not quite sure… But it was definitely someone important…Oh if only he can visualize the face of that man…a man, yes, that was who. A man, he was looking for. Someone long lost, yet missed every single second Harry breathed.
Harry wanted to dive into the archway and yell out the name of that man he was looking for. Though he was not sure what he would yell out, for he knew not the man's name. Just to yell, Harry thought, I just want to yell and find what I'm looking for….
But something was keeping him from doing so. He was struggling from someone; he was being held tight but could not hold still. He wanted to run into the archway, now more than ever, and jump into it, even if it meant he would never get out of there. But he was struggling! Why wasn't he allowed to be let in there? Let me free, thought Harry, let me go!
"AAAAAAAAARRRRGHHH!!!" Screamed Harry. With that, he was jerked awake by someone sitting on top of him with big emerald green eyes and a pointed nose.