I was awoken by a knock at my door the next morning. I figured it was Harry. I rolled over to look at the clock. It was only 7:30. What could anyone possibly want at 7:30 in the morning? I yawned and rubbed my eyes.

"Come in." I said. The door opened. To my surprise, I saw Lyra standing in the doorway. She walked in, and closed the door behind her. After a few seconds, she spoke.

"So… what happened after I went to bed last night?" she asked me. Lyra always had the need to know the latest gossip.

"Nothing really. I came up a few minutes after you." I told her. She obviously had not heard what she wanted to, so she left my room.

A few minutes later, Harry came in. I looked at him. I was still in bed, so he sat down next to me.

"Good morning, Sunshine." He said to me. I rolled my eyes.

"I hardly know you, yet you know every way to annoy me. Are you stalking me?" I asked jokingly, but I didn't think Harry took it as one. He looked hurt.

"Well, if that's how you feel…" he started. Instead of finishing the sentence, he got up to leave my room.

"Wait, that's not how I feel. Please, don't leave." He sat down next to me again.

"Lira, I know I have no right to ask this of you, but I need your help, and I need it now."

"Umm, okay. Would you mind explaining a bit more?"

"Well, I really don't have time to explain right now. I'm in a hurry. I just need an answer."

"I'll agree only on one condition."

"What would that be?"

"Promise me that you won't forget me after I help you." I knew it was a risky thing for me to say, but I wanted Harry for myself. Being used was not on my list of things to do.

"I'll never forget you." He smiled.

"Then I'll help."

"Great. Thank you. We have to leave now; did you want to tell your sister you're leaving?"

"That sounds like a good idea. I just want to put some normal clothes on." Harry nodded, and he left my room. I grabbed the first pair of jeans I could find, and a black shirt. I ran over to my desk, and took something very important out of it, just in case. I didn't think I would have to use it, but I couldn't be sure. I tucked it in my pocket, and pulled my shirt down over it. I ran downstairs to meet Harry.

"Your sister left this for you." He said when I entered the kitchen. He handed me a piece of paper with Lyra's handwriting on it. I quickly read it, and wrote a few things just telling her that I had left with Harry.

"Are you ready?" Harry asked me. I nodded. "We need to apparate, so take my hand and stand completely still. It might hurt a little bit." He held out his hand to me, and I took it. I looked up, and our eyes met for a second. I felt myself blushing. Harry smiled and turned away. "Here we go…" He said.

I felt a huge compression on my lungs. I couldn't breathe, and I couldn't move. I felt like I was frozen. I thought I felt Harry's hand slip away from mine. Out of no where, it stopped.

We were in a forest near a lake. I wondered what Harry would need help with in a forest. Then I noticed I was alone. Harry wasn't there.

"Harry!" I called out. "Where are you?" There was no reply. I was alone in some unknown forest, and I didn't think Harry would ever find me. I sat down and leaned back against a tree. Tears started falling down my face. I was going to be lost here forever. And I was never going to get the chance to be with Harry. I remembered the words that he had said to me in my last dream…

"We'll meet again, Lira."