Chapter 3: A Catastrophic Dream
Jo missed the feast, but Madame Pomfrey told her that she was better and she could return to her dorm the next day. She was given a plate of sandwiches and a goblet of juice to eat and she ate to her fill, though she felt empty after learning about her friends' deaths.
And Dumbledore had said that it was all Voldemort's work. But why he wouldn't say. Only time can tell, he had replied instead. Whatever that meant, Jo didn't know.
After her lonely dinner, Jo fell asleep almost instantly.
"Jack.it's here I think.over here Jack." Said Jo as she ran through shrubs and bushes.
"What? What is it?" came Jack's voice. He sounded breathless.
"Over here!" yelled Jo and they came to a clearing. "You see?"
"Oh my God, Jo!" Jack took in a sharp breath. "There's never going to be a way that we can get over there."
"Jack.they're all over there. This is the only way."
"I can't Jo. I can't."
"Yes you can!"
"No. No.it's a trap, Jo, I know it."
"What do you mean, Jack?"
"I-I don't think that this is-a good idea."
"Why-you sound all afraid!"
"I am!" Jack sounded very frightened.
"But why?" Jo gave a short laugh. "Why are you afraid?"
"Jo-Jo I think it's HIM!" Jack choked out.
"Him? As in Voldemort?"
"He's coming Jo. I can feel it.I CAN FEEL IT!"
"Calm DOWN, Jack!" yelled Jo as he sprawled on the ground, completely losing his nerves. "You foolish boy, we'll be all right."
"I'm not so sure," replied a foreign voice.
"No! No-no-no-no-NO!" screamed Jack and Jo jolted out of her sleep.
She was sweating all over and her pillow was drenched. Still recovering from her realistic dream, Jo got out of bed and poured herself a glass of water. She drank it, but when she was about to place it back on the night table, she missed and it crashed to the floor.
Her hands were shaking uncontrollably. She was still shivering as she sank back onto the bed. The Infirmary was dark and Jo felt frightened, even though she was in a safe place. To hear Jack's voice again.
She shut her eyes for a moment and opened them again. Then she lay on top of the pillow, pulled the covers over her and tried very hard to sleep. Within minutes, her eyes were tightly shut.
Jo missed the feast, but Madame Pomfrey told her that she was better and she could return to her dorm the next day. She was given a plate of sandwiches and a goblet of juice to eat and she ate to her fill, though she felt empty after learning about her friends' deaths.
And Dumbledore had said that it was all Voldemort's work. But why he wouldn't say. Only time can tell, he had replied instead. Whatever that meant, Jo didn't know.
After her lonely dinner, Jo fell asleep almost instantly.
"Jack.it's here I think.over here Jack." Said Jo as she ran through shrubs and bushes.
"What? What is it?" came Jack's voice. He sounded breathless.
"Over here!" yelled Jo and they came to a clearing. "You see?"
"Oh my God, Jo!" Jack took in a sharp breath. "There's never going to be a way that we can get over there."
"Jack.they're all over there. This is the only way."
"I can't Jo. I can't."
"Yes you can!"
"No. No.it's a trap, Jo, I know it."
"What do you mean, Jack?"
"I-I don't think that this is-a good idea."
"Why-you sound all afraid!"
"I am!" Jack sounded very frightened.
"But why?" Jo gave a short laugh. "Why are you afraid?"
"Jo-Jo I think it's HIM!" Jack choked out.
"Him? As in Voldemort?"
"He's coming Jo. I can feel it.I CAN FEEL IT!"
"Calm DOWN, Jack!" yelled Jo as he sprawled on the ground, completely losing his nerves. "You foolish boy, we'll be all right."
"I'm not so sure," replied a foreign voice.
"No! No-no-no-no-NO!" screamed Jack and Jo jolted out of her sleep.
She was sweating all over and her pillow was drenched. Still recovering from her realistic dream, Jo got out of bed and poured herself a glass of water. She drank it, but when she was about to place it back on the night table, she missed and it crashed to the floor.
Her hands were shaking uncontrollably. She was still shivering as she sank back onto the bed. The Infirmary was dark and Jo felt frightened, even though she was in a safe place. To hear Jack's voice again.
She shut her eyes for a moment and opened them again. Then she lay on top of the pillow, pulled the covers over her and tried very hard to sleep. Within minutes, her eyes were tightly shut.