A dream in the night
Sleep did not come quickly for Harry that night . But when he finally fell asleep he dreamed up a dream so haunting that it shook his body . . . . . He rolled in his sleep , his sheets tangled around his body . Sweating in the night , the dream was of everyone he knew t be dead . First it was just colors swirling
in and out , but then something came whirling out of the mass . A face it was , a face of a young man it was Cedric . His features sharply detailed , and accompanied with a handsome face . " Tell her I love her , and the same to my parents . I hope you can live
Harry I really hope you can live . . . . . " his voice faded away till it was mere whispers than another face appeared it was the old man , Frank Bryce . Old a grizzled with age and mistrust , his beard hanging down all in a steady stream of white ." don't
let em' get ye boy , don't let the wizard get ye . . . . . " His voice soon faded to , now he was face to face with a woman named Bortha Jorkins . Her mouse like hair framed around her face and her eyes shinning with tears . " Harry you must live , no matter what only you can defeat him only you . . . . . " Now two faces appeared one was a man the other a woman , Frank and Amelia
Longbottom . Neville looked a lot like his mum , too bad he hadn't inherited his father's dark handsome features . Neville's dad was the one who spoke in a low shy voice for a man . " We know you know , don't tell him . I know you think that we are not dead , maybe not our body's but our minds are . Don't let on that you know our condition he will tell you when ready . . . . . "
Their faces disappeared to be replaced by his father's . His dark handsome green eyes full of pride and joy , and his great mass of tangled hair messier then ever . " Harry , I wish this never happened I never got to be a real dad . I am sorry for everything , but you gotta go on . You can never go on thinking about what has been , and never will again . But you have to think of what
would of happened if me and your mum had of joined the dark side . You would of not been born most likely . . . . . " His voice full of pride of his son , disappeared like the rest and a womans face replaced his . Lily Potter , his mother her dark crimson hair penned to her face and the rest falling down in long locks
down her back and her sparkling green eyes full of tears . " My boy my little boy , never give up no matter what . I want you to defeat him , show him that you are a Potter , and not a Riddle . Show him you're full of good , show him we really chose the winning side . . . . . " Her piece of advice made less sense then what the others had . What did she mean by " Riddle ? " But then another face appeared in the mass , it was of an young Snape .
His hair black and short cut in a strange jagged way , his black eyes full of a haunted look that was no longer there . " Harry , you'll meet me one day but take in mind that I'm not myself anymore . A part of me is dead , the part that shows happiness . I lost that part to Voldermort the day I became a spy , please understand that , please . I never meant to hurt you , please
trust the man I am now , please . . . . . " Then the brash young mans face disappeared it was only then did Harry realize that there was no hair on the mans face , and that his nose was not as large as he thought it was . But his thoughts were interrupted by a laugh , a high evil laugh . A face appeared it was Quirrell his young handsome pale face contorted by evil laughter . " You'll
die Potter by the end , which mind you will be soon . He's already risen again , and you can't do anything about about it .. . . . " Harry awoke then , the sheets tangled and all sweaty . He was at the dursley's , he took out his quill and wrote to Sirius . . . . .
To be continued , if you review it I will but I need atleast 14 reviews telling me it's not completely stupid .
Sleep did not come quickly for Harry that night . But when he finally fell asleep he dreamed up a dream so haunting that it shook his body . . . . . He rolled in his sleep , his sheets tangled around his body . Sweating in the night , the dream was of everyone he knew t be dead . First it was just colors swirling
in and out , but then something came whirling out of the mass . A face it was , a face of a young man it was Cedric . His features sharply detailed , and accompanied with a handsome face . " Tell her I love her , and the same to my parents . I hope you can live
Harry I really hope you can live . . . . . " his voice faded away till it was mere whispers than another face appeared it was the old man , Frank Bryce . Old a grizzled with age and mistrust , his beard hanging down all in a steady stream of white ." don't
let em' get ye boy , don't let the wizard get ye . . . . . " His voice soon faded to , now he was face to face with a woman named Bortha Jorkins . Her mouse like hair framed around her face and her eyes shinning with tears . " Harry you must live , no matter what only you can defeat him only you . . . . . " Now two faces appeared one was a man the other a woman , Frank and Amelia
Longbottom . Neville looked a lot like his mum , too bad he hadn't inherited his father's dark handsome features . Neville's dad was the one who spoke in a low shy voice for a man . " We know you know , don't tell him . I know you think that we are not dead , maybe not our body's but our minds are . Don't let on that you know our condition he will tell you when ready . . . . . "
Their faces disappeared to be replaced by his father's . His dark handsome green eyes full of pride and joy , and his great mass of tangled hair messier then ever . " Harry , I wish this never happened I never got to be a real dad . I am sorry for everything , but you gotta go on . You can never go on thinking about what has been , and never will again . But you have to think of what
would of happened if me and your mum had of joined the dark side . You would of not been born most likely . . . . . " His voice full of pride of his son , disappeared like the rest and a womans face replaced his . Lily Potter , his mother her dark crimson hair penned to her face and the rest falling down in long locks
down her back and her sparkling green eyes full of tears . " My boy my little boy , never give up no matter what . I want you to defeat him , show him that you are a Potter , and not a Riddle . Show him you're full of good , show him we really chose the winning side . . . . . " Her piece of advice made less sense then what the others had . What did she mean by " Riddle ? " But then another face appeared in the mass , it was of an young Snape .
His hair black and short cut in a strange jagged way , his black eyes full of a haunted look that was no longer there . " Harry , you'll meet me one day but take in mind that I'm not myself anymore . A part of me is dead , the part that shows happiness . I lost that part to Voldermort the day I became a spy , please understand that , please . I never meant to hurt you , please
trust the man I am now , please . . . . . " Then the brash young mans face disappeared it was only then did Harry realize that there was no hair on the mans face , and that his nose was not as large as he thought it was . But his thoughts were interrupted by a laugh , a high evil laugh . A face appeared it was Quirrell his young handsome pale face contorted by evil laughter . " You'll
die Potter by the end , which mind you will be soon . He's already risen again , and you can't do anything about about it .. . . . " Harry awoke then , the sheets tangled and all sweaty . He was at the dursley's , he took out his quill and wrote to Sirius . . . . .
To be continued , if you review it I will but I need atleast 14 reviews telling me it's not completely stupid .