I didn't even feel my soaked cloak clinging to by side as I ran through the portrait hole, up the stairwell, and into my dorm. I sat on my bed, breathing heavily, trying to steady my heartbeat. I glanced down to notice the big wet spot on my clothes and felt a trickle of liquid running down my leg. I felt my body to make sure I had to immediate injuries and remembered the Felix Felicis. The bottle had broken from the impact made earlier with the wall.
Fuck me. I thought as my head crashed on the bed behind me. This couldn't be real. My hands when to my face as a swarm of heat spread to my eyes.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in... Breathe out...breathe in. I was out like a light.
I was running through a forest, completely surrounded by thick, dense, fog. The air was chilly and water droplets lightly kissed my cheeks. Someone was after me. I heard footsteps trailing close behind me. Suddenly a root caught my left foot, flinging me to the forest floor. Pain seared though my ankle as I clutched it close to my chest. The footsteps neared closer and closer but I couldn't stand up. I could make out a figure running to me; my heart quickening. They had spotted me. A flash of blonde hair caught in the moonlight through the fog. Draco. He was coming for me. I turned and stumbled on my knees trying to pull myself up to my feet, only to fall to the ground again. A force, somewhat like magnetism, weighed me down, not allowing to get up. I was stuck. I screamed for help, desperately crawling on the ground. My fingertips sunk into the soft dirt.
Out of the darkness I heard a piercing wail. The screech stung my ears, clouding my brain. and making me extremely dizzy. Something was tugging on my robe, forcing me off the ground. I hazily looked around to see Malfoy pleading for me to run. Run with him.
"Lyra, let's go" he pleaded. "Lyra!"
"Lyra!" A voice repeated, shaking my body. "Lyra! wake up!"
My eyes opened to Luna hovering over me, eyes wide.
"Have you been here all night?" she asked. I sat up suddenly and looked out the window. It was dark. How long had I been asleep for? I looked around and noticed a broken vile laying on the sheets next to me. My face must've been transparent at my dismay. Luna picked up the vial.
"What happened?" she asked.
Did I dare relive the moment? If I told her what happened, I would have to explain the incident in the train car. Her and Harry were closer than Harry and I. She would surely inquire about his run in with Draco the other night. Maybe I should tell her. She could find some answers indirectly.
"It's ok. You don't have to say anything. Oh! I brought you back some rhubarb pie from dinner!" She rummaged through a pocket in her cloak and took out a little piece of pie wrapped in cloth. This is why I loved Luna. Not only could she read my feelings, but she brings me food. Automatic mood changer.
"You're the best, Luna." I sighed in relief. I hungrily took a bite of the pie and grabbed the Quibbler from my nightstand. I flipped through the pages pretending to read, thinking back on the peculiar dream that just took place. What was I running from? Better yet, what were we running from and why was Draco Malfoy saving me? That was the bigger question. The expression on his face was engraved in my brain. One of desperation and fear. Those silver eyes were no longer piercing through my soul. But a dream is a dream right?
