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Harry waved his wand, a spell flying toward a man in a dark cloak.

"Come on Harry, you can't fight forever, just give up! Your friends are already down, why don't you join them?" the hooded man drawled. His voice was high pitched and his hands looked like white spiders in the dazzling light coming from the small orbs surrounding the shelves around them.

"YOU'RE LYING!" Harry shouted throwing another spell at him. "I can still hear them!" The man laughed, and Harry felt goose-bumps erupt up his arms. Harry shot another spell, missing the man and hitting a shelf. The glass orbs on it shattered, Harry ran down long shelves coming to a door. He opened it, blue shimmers were upon the walls. Harry ran around many of the desks. Ticking filled his ears as he approached a door with a grandfather clock right next to it.

He ran through the door across the room and came into a circular one. From behind him a spell whizzed past. He turned to see a redhead followed by another hooded figure following him.

"Harry did you finish Voldamort?" the redhead asked. He shook his head. Then out of the corner of his eye the same hooded figure came into his vision. "THERE HE IS!" the redhead shouted. The man he was fighting earlier, Voldamort, walked toward him razing his wand.

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A boy woke with a start, his green eyes looking around, but seeing nothing but black blurriness. His hand searched on his bedside table and he found them, his glasses. The boy put them on, the blurriness left and he looked around, he was laying in a small bed which was in a corner of a room, not a large one, not small either.

The shutters over his small window were closed casting a dark light on the room. Harry Potter moved to them, and opened them with a full. The room became dazzled in sunlight, Harry blinked. He didn't know how long he stood there looking out of the window at the stretch of buildings. There was a knock at his door and he snapped out of his reverie.

"Yes?" Harry called.

"It's me, Lindsay." A girl's voice sounded from behind his door. He grinned to himself.

"I'll be right out, I have to get dressed." He heard a muttered "Ok" and walked over to his dressing cabinet and opened it, staring into a mess of clothes. Harry grabbed a black shirt, some black pants, and a large black hoody. He threw them on then walked over to the door and opened it. The girl called Lindsay smiled.

"I'm hungry, lets go..." Harry said, she nodded as he closed the room door. They began walking down the long corridor, people passing as they went down to the cafeteria. "I can't wait until I turn 18! Then I'm outta here!" Harry said, looking over at the girl. Seeing her sad expression added," Don't worry...I'll visit you until you're old enough to leave..."

"Good, and it won't be to long after. I'm only two months younger..." Lindsay said, putting her hands in her black sweater's pocket. She too was wearing a black hoody and pants. From what Harry could see she was wairing a black shirt too. No Harry wasn't Goth, emo, or anything like that, he was just Harry.

"True, but I'll still visit!" he nudged her playfully. She pushed him back more roughly and he almost fell over. She laughed evilly and he remembered his dream. He became Sirius and said, "Lindsay, I had a dream last night..."

"Is this another one of your weird dreams of being a wizard?" she asked before he could go on. He nodded and she said, "ok, go on then..."

"Well it had that same redhead boy, and two of those black cloak wearing people, only one wasn't like the others...The redhead boy asked me if I had killed a person named 'Voldamort' then the different black cloak wearer came and the boy said 'There he is.' I think 'he' meant 'Voldamort'." Harry finished.

"Seams reasonable, I'm just wondering where all you other dream friends were, you know the one called Hermione, the blond and the redhead Girls and that one larger boy." She teased.

"I assume they were there, just weren't there...Maybe if I slept more I might have seen them." Harry concluded. Lindsay gave him a quick smile, but looked away pointedly. They entered the eating room, many children were already eating at the long wooden tables. Lindsay lead them over to where they usually sat. Harry sat. Lindsay did the same, sitting in front of him. Her blue eyes boring into his green ones. Harry felt a jolt in his stomach, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable being in her presents.

"Harry are you ok?" She asked her blue eyes looking concerned, for Harry had a vague love-struck expression on his face. He shook his head to clear it.

"Yeah, I'm fine..." he said looking down.

"Ok, Well I'm hungry, do I'm going to get something to eat." Harry nodded and she walked off her black hair swaying behind her. Harry watched her go and said silently, 'oh, no, I like her, I like my best friend!' a couple of minutes later she came back carrying two trays full of food. She set one down in front of Harry and set her own tray down upon the table. She sat and began to eat. Harry did the same. Though, he kept wrenching his eyes away from Lindsay's face.

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