Regina was asleep in one of the spare rooms at twelve Grimmuald place.

She was fast asleep, and had one twisted dream.

She was walking through a room full of mirror, dressed in a long black dress.

"Regina..." the voice hissed, "Regina..."

Regina followed the voice, and found Henry.

"Henry!" she cried out, but froze when she got a better look.

His eyes were bright red, glowing at her with a twisted smile.

"What are you?" she gasped.

"I am the most powerful wizard in this world!" he hissed, but the boy's mouth hadn't moved. It was in her head.

She gripped her head, terror sinking into her.

"Voldemort." Regina gasped, and Regina felt sick.

The boy laughed, and Regina felt her fists curl in anger.

"What do you want?" Regina asked.

The boy that looked like her son stepped closer so he was barely a foot away from her, and Regina felt her heart beat spike.

"You will bow!" Voldemort hissed, and suddenly grabbed her arm.

She cried out, and felt fiery pain in the shape of a handprint. Green smoke rose from her hand, and Regina cried out in pain. But despite the pain, she took a deep breath, and, with her arm still smoking, she looked him in the eye, then smiled.

"News flash: I'm a queen. And queens don't bow to shit!" Regina hissed, then ripped her arm free.

Green light exploded when her arm free, and Regina felt her eyes explode open.

She bolted up frantic and sweaty, terrified and jumpy. At first she was in nothing but a panic, until she remembered where she was and what was going on. Henry... She thought. The image of Henry with that sick smile and red eyes was too much. Regina felt a tear drop down her eye, and hugged herself. She cried out in pain as her arm brushed against her, and looked down at her forearm.

Her mouth dropped as she stared at the green handprint that was burned into her skin.

Regina touched it, and cried out with pain. It was still hot and raw and smoldering, like it had just happened...

She scrambled out of bed to the bathroom to get a better look at it, and winced at the smell of her burning flesh. She slammed the door and locked it behind her, then ran her hand over her arm, hoping her magic would heal it, but to no avail. She groaned, both from frustration and pain, then turned the sink on and started splashing water on her arm.

The pain didn't go away at all, and Regina finally resolved to rummaging through the medicine cabinet and slathering cream on her burn, then wrapping it with a bandage.

It was not a pleasant Christmas night.

But that morning was better.

Mrs. Weasley cooked pancakes and bacon, kids opened presents while everyone laughed and talked, and no one noticed Regina alone in the corner, watching everyone and trying to drown her sorrows in a glass of wine... Or, whatever the weird glass of purple liquid was, the mustache man had called it fire whiskey.

She thought about Christmas with Henry, how fun they had been when he was just a little boy, when there was no evil queen, just the Mills... How she spoiled him with stuffed animals and games and books and clothes and candy... He would probably be spending Christmas with the Swans/Charmings. Were they looking for her? Or were they happy she was gone?

Regina didn't notice Harry, Ron and Hermione sneaking looks at her.

"She's so sad." Hermione said, "Do you think she misses her son?"

"Yeah." Harry nodded, sighing.

The three friends just watched the woman with sadness, until suddenly, Harry felt his forehead sting.

"Augh!" he cried, grabbing his scar.

"Harry!" Hermione cried out, grabbing her friend.

For a minute, there was nothing but the pain, then a flashing image.

Voldemort, walking through a town, burning and death following in his wake, his followers casting spells and killing. He walked past a place, a diner, a tiny little place called Granny's, then throwing his arm and destroying it while laughing.

The next, he was surrounded by everyone on the ground.

"What happened?" Regina cried, clutching Harry's arm.

"The scar, it hurts, then I see what Voldemort sees." Harry groaned, rubbing his forehead.

"I thought you were trying to block him out?" Sirius groaned.

"I'm learning!" Harry sighed as he sat up.

"What was happening?" Regina asked, and Harry shuddered.

"Voldemort was attacking a town. He was... Burning it, his death eaters were destroying the town and killing people." Harry whispered.

The place was silent.

"And... He attacked, a diner." Harry said and Regina froze.

"A diner?" she choked.

"Er... Granny's, I think?" Harry said.

Regina blinked, then cried out, "Granny's is a diner in my town!"

Regina paced in a circle, blinking and fuming.

"Calm down," Sirius said, "sometimes the dreams are just rouses!"

Regina froze, then asked, "But are they sometimes true?"

The place was quiet.

Regina turned, then grabbed her glass and smashed it into the ground, al that anger and rage and hopelessness bubbling up and exploding.

The group jumped, and watched as Regina looked down at the glass shards.

Regina stared at the glass shards and saw her reflection, then, a thought struck her.

She bent down and picked up the glass, studying her reflection. She laughed, then asked herself, "Why didn't you think of it before?"

Regina jumped up, and asked, "Do you have a mirror?"

Sirius dropped the mirror down on the table for Regina, and she smiled at it.

"What are you planning on doing with a mirror?" Remus asked as she propped it up.

"Just a little trick I learned a long time ago." she laughed.

She put her hand on the looking glass, closed her eyes, and concentrated.

The surface rippled into a blue mess, and Regina dropped her hand.

"Mirror?" she asked, "Mirror?"

She groaned, then snapped, "I am not in the mood, mirror! Do not test me!"

The group jumped as a face appeared in the mirror, and Regina laughed.

"My queen?" the mirror asked, surprised, "Is it really you?"

"Yes, mirror." she said, "Is Storybrooke okay?"

"Yes, but worried about you, you and Rumpelstiltskin disappeared."

"Wait, Gold's gone too?" Regina asked, surprised.

"Yes. Where are you, and... Who are those people?" the mirror asked, nodding at the order.

"It doesn't matter, not now. Look, Gold, he casted me through a portal, a bean, and now I'm in England, a magical school called Hogwarts." Regina explained, "Is Henry okay?" Regina demanded.

"Your son is fine, your majesty." the mirror assured, and Regina sighed.

"Thank god." she muttered, "And Robin Hood?"

"Fine. He and Marian are back together and-"

"Okay don't need to know anything else." she muttered, then cleared her throat and said, "I have a mission for you."

"Anything, your highness." the mirror said.

"Find Henry, and when you do, give him a message from me. Tell him..." Regina felt her throat clinch out, then, determined, continued. "Tell him I love him. I'm not sure if I I'll ever see him again... But... I will always love him."

Regina blinked back tears, then ordered, "Go!"

The mirror smoked, and was once again a normal mirror.

Regina smiled, then turned back to the order.

The place was silent, everyone giving Regina fearful and confused look, until Hermione asked, "What was that?"