Harry sat at his desk; the air was growing more and more stale. The Dursley's were out, so that ruled out that possibility. Suddenly a surge pain thrust him from his chair.

"MY SCAR!" he screamed out in pain.

"Harry, Harry, wake up!"

Harry jolted out of bed and looked around. He could see Ron's anxious face looking at him.

"Where am I?" Harry asked.

"You're at Hogwarts," Ron said, "you were having a nightmare."

"Oh, not again."

"I think you should see Professor Dumbledore. This is the fifth time this week."

"We'll go first thing in the morning."

So after the dorm of 7th year boys had been woken up, Harry and Ron ran to see Professor Dumbledore in his office.

"Lemon Sherbert," Harry said to the large wall.

In no more than a minute Harry was telling Professor Dumbledore about his nightmares.

"I'm afraid Harry Potter, that when dreams occur more than once, especially ones like yours, it's a sign that something is going to happen. I'm going to have to think hard over this matter," Professor Dumbledore said after he had thought hard about Harry's words.

"Thankyou Professor."

At breakfast the two boys told their best friend Hermoine about his nightmare.

"Professor Dumbeldore's right you know. You don't think it's You-Know-Who?" she said.

"I hope not," Harry said.

"So do I," Ron said with a mouthful of pancakes.

Over the next week Dumbledore was not seen. Rumours fled around that he'd gone to London.

But it was a late Friday night that Harry received a message from Dumbledore.

Dear Harry,

You must come to London at once. Professor Snape will accompany you, and you are welcome to bring Ron along.

Professor Snape will tell you what to bring.

Professor Dumbledore.