A/N~~Sorry this took so long. Exams and stuff. And Episode I. Heh…ONWARDS!~~Lady Lelila
Harry Potter~~Year 4
Part 6
….Only to be caught by a fast flying Ron Weasley. Ron's broom buckled under the weight, but held. He quickly flew to the ground where the teams surrounded Harry. Harry vaguely thought, "Why am I always getting hurt while playing Quidditch?" And then he passed out.
A minute later we awoke to find a concerned Hermione leaning over him. "Are you ok Harry?" she asked.
"Yes," Harry said slowing rising to his feet. "I'm alright. No Infirmary for me today," he smiled. Hermione reached for his hand. Harry's heart fluttered and his pulse raced. Had she taken too much from her kiss and his handholding? Was it really too much? She opened his hand and grabbed the Snitch that he was still clutching in his right hand. The Gryffindors cheered and Fred shouted, "Party! Common Room! NOW!!!"
The party lasted so late that Harry fell asleep over the glass of butter-beer that Fred and George had smuggled from Hogsmeade. No one wanted to disturb Harry at bedtime, not even the prefects. So they left Harry snoozing in his favorite chair.
Harry's dreams weren't exactly calming. In fact they were disturbing. He saw himself standing on the edge of a dark cliff. He peered over the edge and saw a mere reflection of himself…but something looked different….then a shadow crossed his face. He turned and saw a hooded figure. It took off its hood and…
"HARRY POTTER!" Hermione whispered furiously.
Harry opened his bleary eyes…"Whhhh…at?" He blinked a couple of times. Hermione came into focus. "What time is it?" He mumbled.
"It's well past your bedtime. You should be in bed. In fact, I told Ron to make you go to bed on time. That just goes to should how irrespon…" she rambled on. Harry tuned her out as he thought about his dream. He struggled out of his chair. His legs and back were cramped from sleeping in a highly uncomfortable position. As he stood, his knees buckled and he started to fall, Hermione reached out the catch him, but she lost her balance and they both landed in the chair. Harry reached around her sides and tickled her. She giggled and started to stand up, but was stopped by Harry arms around her waist.
She looked into his bright green eyes and he whispered, "My turn." He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. Hermione winked, gave him a quick hug around the shoulders and stood up. "Now it's off to bed with you. And if you don't go, I shall feel compelled to escort you myself," she said in a formal manner.
"Yes m'lady," Harry returned equally as formally and bowed.
Hermione curtsied and both turned to their respective dormitories.
As Harry crawled into bed, he thought of Hermione. What was happening? He worried about it until sleep overtook him and his dream continued...
…where the man's head should have been, there was a blast of purple light. But it wasn't really light because it made everything dark. Harry turned away from the purple and looked back over the cliff. His reflection had faded so that he looked as ghostly as Nearly Headless Nick. A deep voice spoke, "Harry Potter, this could be your destiny if you do not look closer into the Man With No Heart's past. What you have witnessed is your own fate of the Dementor's Kiss. Discover his past, for it leads to your future. But remember, nothing is as it seems." The scene faded away and Harry drifted into a normal, dreamless sleep.
The next morning he shared his dream with Ron and Hermione. Both were full of questions about the Man With No Heart.
"Maybe it's Snape." Ron suggested. "He seems pretty heartless."
"But it said, 'nothing is as it seems.'" Hermione reminded him.
The argument went on all the way to Potions. Snape was in a foul mood that day and took 10 points from Gryffindor in the first 30 minutes. Halfway through his potion, Harry realized what had been missing in his reflection, his scar! He tried to get Ron's and Hermione's attention, but "Mr. Potter, what are you trying to accomplish by waving your arms about like that, 5 points from Gryffindor for acting like an idiot!"
Abashed, Harry turned back to his potion. After class, Hermione came up to him, "Harry, WHAT were you trying to do?"
"I was trying to tell you, I remember something else from my dream…. when…when I looked at my reflection…my scar was gone!"
Hermione smacked herself on the forehead…"I think I've just realized something. I've got to go to the library! Meet you in Defense Against the Dark Arts!" she exclaimed as she ran off towards the library. Harry and Ron sighed and walked towards the Great Hall for lunch.
A/N~~More to come later…the H/H romance is very interesting….wink wink Relax though…remember "nothing is as it seems"…~~Lady Lelila