He finds himself at the same place he is when he closed his eyes. Somehow he can recognise where he is. It is Godrics Hallow. It's so clear now. The place his grandparents where murdered by Voldemort.
He feels as lonely as it is cold. It is bitter cold. He walks towards the creature that visited him everynight. He can hear it speaking, bit surprisingly not to him. There is someone to whom he is talking.
This voice was so strange it is so familiar it is unmistakably the one of his father. Albus runs towards them. As he arrived no one seems to be aware of his existence.
"...please why my son."
The sound frightenend him beyond anything he had experienced. It was the first time, he heard his father pleading.
"As I am the most powerful in this world, I shall do whatever I do want without any expectations. Even if it is you Potter. You fought and won a lot. But this time you can't defeat death. It's hopeless. The further you understand the less it will hurt." His father was talking to Voldemort. But how. This can't be. That's impossible.
"Then I will have to finish you of like I did before." He said without any sign of desperation.
"And how is that possible if you are dead?" Voldemort says sarcastically.
"Do it what are you waiting for"
"AVADA KEDAVRA" a jet of green light shot from the end of someone's wand and hit Harry Potter squarely in the chest. Harrys screem of horror never left him.
Breathless and frightened Albus wakes up, and finds himself in the hospital wing. Still attempting to reach out for air he looks around and sees Scorpius next to him sleeping. There is another one sitting besides him, his father Harry.
He cries out of horror and relief
"DAD!"
Shocked he falls off the chair.
"Albus my god. I was so worried. I thought something bad happened to you." Harry shouted almost criengly. However Albus does not know what to say but he stands up and hugs his dad so lovingly.
"I thought you are dead" Albus cries
"How come that dear?" Harry sounds confused.
"I had a nightmare..." still trying to catch his breath, but that is not easy reminding himself of the horrific scenes.
"I know myself how awful nightmares can be. But I am here. Here for you. For ever."
"Dad it wasn't an ordinary one. I have been having these for a year by now. And it was alwyas the same. And today I saw you talking to..."
And then he quiets a little.
"Voldemort". Harry tries to respond without any sign of doubts.
"Albus you shouldn't worry about those things. And it is not your responsibillity. I can assure you that there is nothing left that can relive him. Nothing at all. He is finished off."
"Dad there are some many things happened to me that seemed senseless. The Hat saying there was a mistake I have those odd dreams everynight. I frightened the whole class. And I saw you getting murdered. Dad don't you realise? These are warnings."
"Why didn't you tell me that further." Harry says sadly.
"No one cared to me anyway. It has always been about your heroic storys but my horrific days in Hogwarts were never questioned"
"Oh Albus, I am so sorry. Was that the reason for your unhappiness. I should have known. I am so stupid. Please forgive me. But Albus what you told me right now is something you should have told me before no matter if you are unhappy or hurted it is very important for me to know what is happening." he says hugging his son.
" 'I saw you getting murdered' is less a conversation starter" Albus mentions ironically.
"And Dad you said there is nothing left from Voldemort"
"Yes" Harry nods.
"But what if there is. While I was dreaming and you have been talking to Voldemort you said something about a new prophecy that needs to be fullifiled, so he can rise."
"What did he actually say?"
He repeated the phrases that Albus always gets to hear while he is sleeping.
"Albus I think you are the last person thtat should think about it. You need to rest."
Harry says trying to let Albus forgett everything. But Harry himself knows that there is a little truth inside Albus' words. Because for the first time after nineteen years Harry's scar burned out f his face. He sees bad things growing worse, dark things being darker and he sees the Dark Lords revival again.
