Forever Dreaming: Part One: Chapter One: Hogwarts.



I woke up suddenly to Shelby shaking me.
"Kay! Kay! wake up! it's Christmas!" I sat up, rubbing my eyes
"Shelby, is it really?"
"no, but today's the first Quidditch match of the season. you do want to see that don't you?"
"OF COURSE!" I jumped out of bed and got dressed hurriedly.
"didja tell Erica?"
"yep, told everyone who didn't already know."
"good."
"morning!" Erica came up to us.

"morning, Erica. you excitied?"
"yea! who isn't?"
"who ever's gonna get there butt kicked because Gryffindor ROX!"
we got out to the field with the rest of the school and got good seats. way at the top. as soon as everyone got there, the match began.
It was spectacular. beyond description. I mean, they all rocked, I'll even give credit to Ravenclaw, even though they lost horribly, 180 to 30. Sephiroth came up to me after the match. I grinned.
"how much do I owe you?" she grumbled.
"three gallons." she handed me the money.
"luck! pure luck that you won! next time, you'll be paying me!" she walked off.
"what was that all about?" Erica asked me.
"oh, Sephiroth made a bet that Ravenclaw would beat Gryffindor. she bet me 3 gallons, I won, obviously."
"lucky. maybe, I should try that." Shelby said. I laughed.
"well, you do take a chance at losing everything."
"that's part of the fun!"
"I suppose it is."
"what do you mean 'suppose'?"
"well, I've always bet on the out comes of things with Sephiroth, and once she won a lot off me, but I won it back again. and we're always even. so I hardly notice the 'fun' or the danger, I'm just used to it."
"cool." they both looked at me. I smiled. I finally had some friends. and both had the same interests as me. most of the time. Maybe this year won't be as bad as I thought it might be.
the next day, was like every other day. going to classes, hanging out with Erica. hanging out with Shelby, hanging out with my friends. writing stories in class when I should be taking notes. the only class I never would even dare think of doing that would be Potions. I mean I'm good at it and all, but Snape...whhoo*shivers* he's just creepy. I was thinking about how the muggle world and the wizarding world differ when my thoughts were interrupted.
"hey Kay."
"hey Ron."
"was that a cool match or what?"
"defiantly."
"do ya think we'll win again next week?"
"of course! why wouldn't we?"
"well, there's always that chance..."
"always that chance but I like playing the game of chance."
"not surprised. Later." he walked away. I was friends with darn near every body. except the Slytherins. don't ask why, most likely contrasting characters. o well. nothing's perfect.
"so, Kay, how much you wanna bet for next week?" Selph, as every one called her, came up beside me.
"I dunno. how much do you?"
"same as always?"
"lets make it four this time."
"you're on." we shook on it, and Selph went to the Ravenclaw common room, and I went to the Gryffindor common room where, Erica and Shelby awaited me.
"whatcha bettin' next week?"
"4 galleons this time."
"woah, you're gonna make a lot of money this year."
"says who? I could lose a lot of money too"

Me, Erica, and Shelby chatted. and chatted. and chatted some more before we were finally were forced to bed. that night, I had the strangest dream.

*~by the way when I put something in ^^ that's like dream/vision sequence okay now ~*
^it started out, just like any other day. breakfast, classes, break, classes, lunch, classes, supper. only there wasn't something right. everything was like it should on any day. but there was something nagging at the back of my mind. I looked around, searching for some difference. some little thing that I might over look. like an editor looking for a final mistake. then, it just popped at me. where was Selph? and Erica? and Shelby? I searched frantically down the now emptying corridor. some one was walking towards me. I tried backing up and met a wall. the corridor swirled into black and I had the distinct feeling you get when traveling by portkey. I was falling down a pit of black nothingness...