Can this be real?
Chapter 1
Learning back against the tree, I stare at the black lake. The moon is smiling down at me, illuminating the giant squid as he is playing hide and seek.
Another year has just begun, and already I feel so tired. Ron and Harry are my best friends, but I feel that something is different this year. We are growing up, leaving our childhood behind us, and it is scary. I do not want things to change.
With a heavy sigh, I sit down on the grass. I do wish I can talk to somebody about this mixed feelings I am having. Ron just starting dating Lavender and I couldn't be happier for him, but at the same time I want to scratch her eyes out. Ron deserves happiness, but is Ron, and I not destined for each other? Everyone always assumes that we will end up together, and I think I finally came to believe that it is true. However, if I really believe that, why am I having this ache in my belly every time I see Harry looking with Love-Struck eyes at Ginny? Ginny is perfect for him. Or is it just my insecurities peeking out? For the first time since we started at Hogwarts, The Golden Trio will not spend all our time together, and perhaps I am feeling a bit lonely.
When I was younger, my mother used to tell me to close my eyes and imagine my future. And when I did, I saw a happy family with lots of kids playing in a big yard. The house was a Victorian style Double Storey with fruit trees in the back yard. The man never had a face but a feeling of peace and happiness always washed over me, and all my worries seemed to wash away.
Closing my eyes now, I try again to visualize my future. The house is the same. I can see kids playing in the yard, and there I see my husband. I try to zoom in on him, pulling him closer to my visual eyes. Every time, he tries to walk towards me but something blocks his way, forcing him a few step back wards. I try to move forward, to him, reaching my arms forward to pull him closer, but he is too far away.
"Hermione"
It's the first time he is calling me and his voice sounds so familiar. I want to shout out that he must come closer, but my voice is mute. Why can he call me, but I cannot answer back?
"Hermione, can you hear me? You have to wake up"
Why does he want me to wake up? I am not sleeping. If he just talks a bit more I am sure I will recognize his voice. I know that I know who this man is. However, I have to know. Even so, how do I keep him talking when I cannot talk?
I try to move forward again but this time I can feel the resistance. Something is defiantly holding me back. I try again.
"Hermione, please wake up. You have to open your eyes."
How can he tell me to open my eyes? This is not real is it? The word struck a chord with me - Real. That's it. It feels real. The hands on my shoulders, lightly shaking me feels very real. He is here. He came for me and suddenly my eyes pop open. My heart caught in my throat. Can this be real?
"Harry"
A/N: Thank you to every one who want to watch this story unfold. This is my first fan-fic that is not a one-shot so feel free to give constructive feedback. Obviously I have my story sort of planned out, but nothing set in stone.