The Danger of Dreaming with HP
This story is set in the 4th book goblet of Fire
AU
Characters: Canon except Claire (not a Mary Sue, probably most like a self-insert except I'm not her)
Summary: Somebody dream is another one nightmare. The perfect stage for a fan dream. But soon she will realize that she is not the one dreaming and that can be dangerous. AU OC Time travel/Gray Harry no pairings
Author Notes: Obviously English is not my first language so I would appreciate your suggestions to improve
I hate to admit that maybe I had crashed my car, I should have asked my parents to pick me up, but it was probably too late now. At least I wasn't dead, hopefully… probably in a coma.
At least my mind kept a coherent thought for this long, what to do now? Staying in bed wasn't an option I have seen how real this dream was, my arms were proof enough. I guess the most sensible option was to go with the flow, I might look like a child but I'm a grown up modern woman I won't cry under my sheets, it was enough mistake driving tired. And, how hard could it be?
Yeah, I know I jinx it.
It took me two hours to deduce what cleaning things were my own and how to use the different installations a really Sherlock Holmes worthy challenge. I found my back pack with the schedule and I realized that potions were due in third class if I run I could made it. In the common room, I found a table with water and snacks and I grabbed a bunch before going out.
The class was a tragedy in itself. My cauldron exploded, I really tried to follow the instruction and to be as inconspicuous as you can get, but it was all for naught my partner turn to be a muggle born also, and that put in one cauldron two completely clueless partners. We couldn't distinguish one ingredient from the other and to make the things worst the poor kid was terrified of the professor. So he´s motto was thrown first, think latter.
Obviously, Snape scream to us, and I got my first detention for supreme idiocy I hope that that doesn't go to my file.
Because of the mess we made the class was released early, the kids have the nerve of thanking me. I didn't know how to feel, mad, sad, defeated. My sweater was charred in one of the sleeves, my hair was a nest of some angry animal and I smelled foul. So, I decided to skip the rest and go for a fresh uniform. I just hope my dream-self brought enough uniforms.
Turning a corner, I found tree tall boys, I was occupied finding my way, so I give them a wide berth. "A walking proof that griffindorks are dolts" said a mocking voice that I ignored while walking. How juvenile was that?
But then a hand grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me to the nearest wall "Also no modals" say the same voice of a blond boy near the one who was holding me. Maybe if I were an twelve year old they would be menacing with their taller stature and bulky bodies. But I was 23 and they were only wannabe bullies, that doesn't mean they weren't dangerous I was small and defenseless, I turned my eyes to access the talking bully.
He had an almost girlish face, blond pale hair with grey eyes "Malfoy" I said in surprise recognizing him without thinking. "My name precedes me" he said gloating, I stopped just in time from rolling my eyes. "you really look awed" he stepped closer, but a shout interrupted him "Leave her alone!"
Harry was running to us, Malfoy turned probably to gloat but Harry pulled his wand "expeliarimus" the spell hit Malfoy and the kid holding me, crashing to the wall, they were awake but the impact was big. I turned and fall to my knees to try to help them. Why harry attacked them without provocation?
"You are ok?" I said worriedly to Malfoy but he pushed my hand away, "don't be rude, I just was trying to help" I tried to make him understand but before Malfoy could say anything else I was yanked away by Harry "I was saving you and you ask him if he is ok? Are you mad?" He screamed to my face.
Malfoy was in his feet immediately "You are mad Potter; my father will know of this" "Go and cry to your daddy it's obvious that´s the only thing you can do" said Harry with venom in his voice they pointed their wands to each other. l was in the middle of the exchange because Harry still had his strong grip in my shoulder. "Stop now, you are both mad! I screamed at the top of my lungs"
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