A/n: The next weird dream is here! Don't expect me to update TOO often because I only have a few weird dreams that I wish to share with the public.

In every chapter, I will be writing in different styles.

I don't own Harry Potter. Or Jesse McCartney, who be a guest star.

WARNING: HARRY POTTER/RON WEASLEY/DRACO MALFOY/JESSE MCCARTNEY BASHING!

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Weird Dream 2: Triwizard Tournament!

(A/n: This will be written in Aerith's POV and the idea for the style of writing is from someone I know...Oh, and when the words are are written like this: "Hi!" Then it is Aerith speaking.)

Amie, Claire, Izabelled, Raye and I were eating in the great hall of Hogwarts. We were lucky that we were all Gryffindor.

"This chicken tastes great!" Izabelled exclaimed.

"I know it does but try not to eat too much."

"Okay," she replied.

"Anyway," Claire began, changning the suject, "today was nice and peaceful."

"And why is that?"

Amie smiled. "No Harry Potter!"

Raye snickered. "No Draco Malfoy!"

Izabelled smiled evilly. "No Ron Weasley!"

Claire looked triumphant. "No Jesse McCartney!"

I started grinning from ear to ear.

"And no Daniel Potter!"

I case you didn't know, Daniel potter was Harry's long-lost twin brother. We found him yesterday. (A/n: In my dream it was Daniel and Harry Radcliffe. Harry was the twin.)

"YES!!!"

Suddenly, Dumbledore stepped up.

"Attention students," he said, "may I present to you, the Goblet of Fire!"

"Oh boy..."

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That night, as we all lay in bed, we reflected on the day. Two schools had come today. Drum-something and Beu-soemthing-or-the-other. Quite frankly, I didn't care.

"Aerith?"

My eyes snapped open.

"WAAH!!! HARRY!?"

"Yeah."

My friends woke up.

"What do you want?!"

"Nothing!"

"Okay."

"What do you want, Harry?" I was starting to get cross.

"Well, I--oh, nothing. I just wanted to annoy all of you."

"Oh, then GET OUT!!!"

He exit the room.

I, feeling tired, fell asleep.

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The next day flew by quickly. Soon, it was evening.

"I will now announce the contestants for the Triwizard Tournament," Said Dumbledore.

Six papers fluttered out at the same time.

Dumbldore picked it up. His smile was replaced by a frown.

"Harry Potter."

"Wha-?"

"Claire."

"What the heck-?"

"Amie."

"Oh my g--"

"Izabelle."

"Eh?!"

"Raye."

"M-me?"

"And Aerith."

"WHAT IN HEAVEN'S NAME?!?!"

They all stared at me.

"Sorry."

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Okay, so we were too young for the tournament. Who cares? We were all bale to get past our dragons AND rescue some random students from the wrath of the mermaids.

It was now the third and final task.

I was in the maze already.

"Hi Aerith!"

I turned around.

"Oh. It's you. What're you all doing here? You're not in the tournament. Except for you." I pointed to Harry.

He, Daniel, Jesse, Draco, and Ron were standing behind me.

My friends suddenly appeared.

"Get lost," said Claire.

"No."

"Go. Now," Amie told them.

"No way."

"We said: go," Raye commanded.

"Nu-uh."

"One more time: Go. NOW!" Izabelled half-yelled.

"N-"

We raised our wands. "CRUCIO!!"

They all fell on the ground, screaming.

We ran.

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When we reached the middle of the maze, we grabbed the object in the middle, at the exact same time. We were suddenly in a graveyard. Voldemort was standing before us.

He was giving a speech to the Death-Eaters. We were all tied up.

"My fellow Death Eaters, blah blah blah..."

I was nodding off to sleep.

"Voldemort? Can you just end your speech now?"

"Blah...blah...blah..."

No, really. He wasn't saying any words. Nothing. I'm telling it as it is. He was saying blah over and over again.

Now, fed up, I raised my wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

He died.

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My friends and I got back to teh tournament. Harry was on a rosebush.

"Get up, potter."

"I can't. I'm stuck."

"Go call your best friend, Ron."

"I'm stuck, too!"

"Jesse?"

"Stuck."

"Daniel?"

"I am stuck."

"Draco?"

"I'm stuck!!!"

My friends and I exchanged glances.

"Bye."

We walked on.

"HELP!!!"

I heard Claire yell Avada Kedavra, and all was silent. Heck, we can get away with anyhting. Even killing Harry Potter!

We went to Dumbledore's office to find a pile of ashes.

Just as w closed the door, the ashes moved. Out came Harry, Ron, Draco, Daniel and Jesse.

"HI!"

"HEEELLLPPP!!!!"

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A/n: Just so you know, Aerith and the others don't have last names bacause they're the only ones in the school with names Aerith, Claire, Amie, Izabelle and Raye.

If it is in italics and underlined, then it's all of them.

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--SAKURA--