Cap. Nº 1: A Dream…
Harry was looking through the small window of his bedroom in Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey. He looked at the clear night sky above him and frustration reached him. All that stars up there. Away and oblivious to all the pain he and many more were feeling at that moment. The grief and sorrow loss meant. It was unfair. But who said life was fair? No one. Life wasn't fair. Life was never fair. He looked at the stars again. But this time it was different. No anger rose. His eye focused on one of the millions, no, billions of stars out there. A twinkling pearl white star out there, hundreds of thousands of miles away from him, but it seamed to call him. It was the same as all others, but at the same time it was completely different. He watch it twinkle steadily and constantly for hours till uneased sleep enveloped him.
For the whole month of the holidays that had passed since he arrived from school, he had had nightmares about Sirius' death and about Voldemort. The visions from Voldemort torturing Muggle and wizards through all the night, or about any attack where someone with the dark mark was where his only other night sights.
For a whole week this continued. This star, precisely the same star every night, called him, and he watch it twinkle and move ever so slightly every night. And every nigh he fell asleep after something like four hours of watching. But there was something good about this. Every night it passed the nightmares dimmed a little and the ones he had were blurry and misty. Till one night it changed completely. Harry was, as every night in this last week, watching intensely this star. He noted each twinkle and detected each slight movement. He continued this way for precisely five hours, untill he fall asleep.
Darkness. Pure darkness everywhere, except for him. A soft glow radiated from him, but it wasn't able to light his surrounding. He could see himself though. All though the darkness was as deep as sea, he could perfectly se his body. He wasn't swallowed by the darkness, as though an armour of light surrounded him. He started walking to nowhere. He noticed that there was no way he could know where he was heading. He didn't even know if he was standing! He could be upside down or on what would be the walls. He didn't know. The only thing he knew was that wasn't seating. Then darkness left. He was out in space, far, FAR away from Earth. He looked below him. He was on a star, but it was a VERY small star, the size of a bed (though spherical) and was drawing nearer to the Earth. But it was to far away. He could "feel" the speed they were travelling at (an amazing one by the way), but even moving that fast wasn't enough for reaching the earth in a "one-night-dream-time".
He woke up with the dream fresh in his mind. Even though he thought this had been the weirdest dream he'd ever had, he was most grateful that he didn't have any nightmares that night. This meant many things: 1. - He had a proper rest. 2. - He noticed he hadn't sleep in a while and that last night's rest was needed. And 3. - He noted he as HUGRY. At this statement he got dress as fast as possible and ran downstairs. When he got to the kitchen he noticed it was 7:30 am. He prepared himself a generous breakfast as quickly as he could and took it to his bedroom.
It continued for five nights. This strange dream. Each night he drew closer to Earth. In the third day, when he finally was half way between Earth and Moon, he started circling around Earth, as if searching for something. Next night he focused himself on the Pacific Ocean. The following night he knew that whatever he was looking for was somewhere in the south hemisphere of the Pacific. And the next night it happened. He was on the star, laying on it as always, making small circles above the Pacific. The he stopped, and lucky he was laying on the star. It started directing itself to the Earth as fast as it had come near to it, an amazing speed. Every time faster, it directed itself to the middle of the south hemisphere of the ocean, somewhere with no islands between Chile and Australia. Few minutes of free fall, with no resistance from the atmosphere till a rather small island came to view. He was heading directly to it. It was near, nearer, nearer. Seconds left utill the...
CRASH!
The star crushed with a meteor's force, making an enormous crater, the expansive wave destroying al the vegetation and the castle in the island. It crushed Harry. The pain seemed real, breaking his arms, legs, spine, and head. Sheer pain that sriked his whol body in no time, and then numbed it to death. The earthquake caused destroyed the island, with a volcano eruption swallowing it in the sea. Nothing was left. Harry woke up with a start, breathing hard, remembering how the pain had felt so real.
Where's all this? Is it real? What does it has to do with me? Does it have to do something with me? Did it really happen? Or will it happen? Will I be where I was there? He thought, scared at the last question as never before.
The dreamrepeated itselffor two more nights, with no difference at all. Dazing above the ocean, rushing towards the Earth, the crush, the pain, the volcano, the earthquake, the destruction. And in the third night it changed. The same beginning, the race, the crush and it changed. First difference: Harry was standing. Second: instead of being smashed by the star he was thrown backwards and fall perfectly standing something like sixty feet away from the star. Then it was that after the crush there was no explosion, at least no real one. There was a flash of light, as the star seemed to explode harmlessly. Harry had to cover his eyes, and when the light vanished he jumped in astonishment. There was no crater, nor hints of the star, but there were two people standing. A tall man with jet-black hair pail skin and dark brown eyes, and a red haired woman with his same emerald green eyes where standing in front of the castle where the star had fallen seconds before. His parents. They where looking at the castle with sad smiles. Then it al vanished leaving Harry in a dreamless and restful sleep.