When Dreams Meet Reality

Prologue

Dreams are said to be what our conscience desires. What if our dreams are actually what fate has in store for us? What happens when our dreams actually becomes our reality? For Bliss Snape this might just become the case.

One dreadfully hot day in Rome a girl by the name of Bliss Eve Snape was returning from her long journey from her school of magic. She stepped out of the port key point Bliss took in the scenery. She saw childhood images flash be for her. Each birch tree, every mountain in the background brought a smile to her face. She saw back to a time where she didn't have to worry about the war that was going on. Approaching the place that she called home. There was a sense of dread filling her stomach. Something wasn't right . The normal chatter among the birds wasn't there, the normal greeting of her parent's wasn't there . Stepping up the long narrow black steps, Bliss taped the enormous cedar door thrice with her wand. The door opened to it's mistress. The sight she saw was enough to make a grown man weak. To this mere 16 year old teenager it was enough to make her scream and almost faint. Bliss saw blood on every wall from one end to the other. The smell was horrid it was of burning flesh and some kind of dark magic around the place. Unknowing what to do Bliss did the only thing that made sense to her, leave and leave behind the images. As Bliss ran out of the doors at speeds that would amaze a mere muggle. She ran to the only place she knew she would be safe, her Uncle Severus. She passed streets and streets crying all the while because of the images still in burned in her minds eye. Bliss finally made it to the old gloom house that she once ran to when she got in trouble knowing that her Uncle would save her .This time how ever no one could save her. Bliss rapped on the door with great urgency . The door opened with a swift movement. Severus stepped out wondering who could be at his door knocking like the demons of hell chased them. " Child , what is the matter you look as though hell has froze over ?" .

" Please Uncle let me in … I beg you."

" By every means do come in."

Entering in the familiar home brought a fresh wave of tears to her eyes.

" Bliss what is wrong I have never in my life seen you cry with such strength ."

" Uncle … Mum and Dad … they are …they are de-ad … couldn't see bodies … blood everywhere … dark magic … my fault … should have been me ."

" Dear God."

Severus stunned by the news stood silently glazing at his niece. In his years as Deatheater he had never been truly shocked by what he saw, he had harden his heart over time, but now standing there hearing the news that his brother and his wife murder in their own home brought back emotions long forgotten. A single tear went down his cheek. He would revenge their deaths, or die trying.

"Bliss , sweetie it's not your fault it never will be … Why don't you get some sleep … I know this has been a long day but tomorrow we will find a way to make things work."

Obeying his words Bliss walked up the spiraling stairs to her room she stayed in as a child. There she awaited the sandman to reach her. When he finally came she dreamed of what happened to her parents of what they felt, what she should have felt expect there was a shadow in the corner awaiting her. It was the angel of death …