He was back in the Chamber of Secrets and again, the strange tall girl with the blue eyes was beside him. The Mirror of Erised was in front of him again and his family was smiling back at him.
"Why am I back here?" Asked Harry.
"You have to make a choice," said the girl.
Harry looked at her. He noticed again that she was pretty.
"What choice do I have to make?"
"Do you want to save your parents?"
Harry took a deep breath and looked back into the Mirror. His mother waved at him.
"I'd love to save my parents, but how?"
"If you want to save your parents you must choose me," said the girl.
Harry's brows knitted together. "Choose you?" He asked. "Choose you how?"
"I'll be coming to Hogwarts soon, Harry. You'll meet me. And all you will know is that you have to choose me."
"Choose you."
"Yes, choose me and together we can bring your parents back."
Harry wondered something about her. He had to ask her.
"You're evil aren't you?" He asked.
The girl smiled at him. "Voldemort said that there was no good or evil, only power. I'm not trying to give you power, Harry. I only want you to be happy."
"If you really wanted me to be happy," said Harry. "You'd just help me get my parents back. I wouldn't have to choose you."
The girl suddenly frowned. Harry felt a tug at his heart. He hadn't meant to make her unhappy.
"I have to be happy too, Harry. And I can only be happy with you. I want to make your dreams come true and mine as well."
"What are your dreams?" Asked Harry.
"To be with you. To make you happy."
Harry frowned at her. A girl who really wanted to be with him and make all his dreams come true. Why? He asked himself. What was he to this girl.
"Who are you?" Asked Harry.
Suddenly, her image started to fade. Harry knew what was coming. But he shouted his question at her again. "WHO ARE YOU!?"
Sunlight filtered through the curtains onto Harry's bed. His mouth was still forming the words that had been in his dream. "Who are you?" He whispered. This was the second time he had dreamed of this girl. He had to know who she was. Was he really going to meet her and could she make all his dreams come true? What really scared Harry was the fact that she said he had to choose her. He didn't sense evil from her, but he did sense something dark. Would he have to go over to the dark side if he chose her. Harry hoped not.
He remembered Dumbledore's words about choices. It had been during his second year when he had told Dumbledore that the only reason the sorting hat had placed him in Gryffindor was because he had asked it not to place him Slytherin. What would happen to him if he chose this dark girl who came in his dreams?
But Harry suddenly snorted. He didn't think it likely he was going to meet her. It wasn't as if all his dreams came true.
Harry felt a weight settle down beside him on his bed. He opened his eyes and looked to his left. The girl with the blue eyes was back.
"What's going on?" He asked. "Why are you here and not back in the chamber.
The girl gave him a grin. "I thought I'd help you make your choice," she said.
Harry frowned at her, his eyes squinting in the darkness at her. "How are you going to do that?" He asked.
The girl leaned towards and pressed a kiss to his lips. Harry pulled away. "What are you doing?"
"Just let me make you happy," she said.
She leaned over and kissed him again. Harry felt her tongue slide between his lips. She tasted good, sort of spicy and sweet. Unable to control himself, he met her tongue with his own.
After a few minutes, Harry felt her pull away.
"That was nice," said Harry. "That was supposed to help me make my choice?"
"For now," she said, smiling at him. But tomorrow night, be prepared for more."
Harry woke up, his sheets in a tangle. Third night and she came yet again. Only this time she came in his room. What was going on with him? Why wouldn't this girl leave him alone?