A/N: Things are getting a little switched up for the next 4-6 chapters... I haven't made up my mind yet. I will be writing the next few chapters in Rose and Kayleigh's POV, not Scorpius'. Never fear, he will be back soon!

Chapter 10: Wake Me Up (Rose POV)

It seems to me like we've all been thrown into some kind of time warp; this year, everything is speeding by at lightening pace. I also feel like I'm living in an alternate universe. Scorpius is one of my best friends, he's dating my Kay, and I'm going out with Jason of all people. Life has a funny way of surprising you.

I never knew my life could change so much in a little less than four months, and not necessarily for the better. The secret inklings of clandestine plans involving my Uncle Harry have been bouncing around in my head since that first detention with Scorpius, when we overheard our professors. My dreams that have been triggered by these overheard conversations are constantly haunting me and making it harder and harder to sleep and to live normally.

I've been telling Scorpius and Kay that the dreams aren't really that bad, but I'm lying for their benefit; they would never leave me alone if they knew my dreams were getting worse. I stay up late most nights getting ahead in my lessons and trying to keep from falling asleep. I can already feel the toll that the insomnia is taking on my body because it's getting harder and harder to stay awake in class.

Albus has been increasingly cordial lately, and I don't know what changed his mind, but I'm glad that he did. He smiles at me kindly every once in a while, and he even compliments me at practice sometimes. I miss the little pranks that he and Hugo used to pull on me, but I'll take whatever I can get when it comes to Albus acknowledging me. I know he'll get over Scorpius being my friend one day.

Today is the last day of classes before we all leave to go home for the Christmas holiday; I know it's crazy that it's already Christmastime! I get up at about six after a fitful two hours of sleep and hop into the shower. I step under the scalding hot water and hope in vain that it will wake me up. When I'm finished getting ready, I head down to the Great Hall to wait for Scorpius and Kay to arrive.

I grab a hot bowl of oatmeal and try to eat some of it, but I'm not feeling very hungry. I end up staring at it for a while before I see two people take a seat across from me. I look up to see the bright, smiling faces of the blonde duo. They would have really cute kids. I muster up the best smile I can before looking up and meeting their gazes.

"Good morning, guys," I say happily. Well, at least I hope I sound happy. Their smiles falter slightly; I guess my acting skills aren't as good as I hoped.

"Did you sleep at all last night, Rose?" Kayleigh asks me.

"Of course I did. I just stayed up a little late catching up on some homework," I lie quickly, but Scorpius isn't fooled.

"What homework are you talking about? You're like a month ahead of everyone already. You've even finished our holiday work. What's really going on?" Sometimes I wish I didn't have such observant, attentive friends.

"Nothing, okay? I just didn't sleep very well last night."

"Are you having nightmares?" Kayleigh questions.

"No, I'm fine. Just leave it alone, okay? I'll see you guys later. I'm going to Herbology." I gather up my books and leave them both sitting at the Gryffindor table.

I walk into the Herbology classroom and take Scorpius and my usual seat in the front on the right hand side of the classroom. There's still about half an hour before class starts, so I put my head down to take a short nap; I know Scorpius will wake me up when he gets here.

I'm standing in the middle of a graveyard, when all of a sudden two boys drop out of nowhere clutching a cup. "No, not this one again. I hate this one. Wake up, Rose, wake up!" They're obviously confused about where they've ended up. I can't hear what they're saying, but I know what's going on. This is the memory where Cedric Diggory gets killed. Uncle Harry and Cedric hear Peter Pettigrew coming, but Voldemort's order is given before they can realize who is in the graveyard with them. Chills run up and down my spine because I know what's going to happen next. In a flash of green light, Cedric Diggory falls to the ground with a loud 'thump.' I've seen this happen more times than I can count, but I can't keep the scream from escaping from between my lips.

"Rose, come on, wake up," I hear a distant voice calling to me. I open my eyes slowly to find myself encased in Scorpius's arms with my whole Herbology class staring at me. Uncle Nev looks stricken with worry.

"Rose, are you okay?" Uncle Nev asks.

"I'm fine," I say, moving to get up from my spot on the floor. I stumble slightly, and Scorpius grabs me quickly before I fall.

"Come on back to my office for a minute, Rose," Uncle Nev says, taking my arm. "Mr. Malfoy, watch the class for me, please." Scorpius nods and Uncle Nev takes me back into his office. I sit in a chair as he sits behind his desk.

"What's going on, Rosie? What just happened? And don't try to lie to me, you know I can tell when you lie." My eyes fall down so that I am staring at my shoes.

"I might, possibly be having nightmares," I tell him. He looks even more worried, if possible.

"About what, if you don't mind me asking?"

I sigh loudly and tell him about Uncle Harry's pensieve. He looks more upset than worried now. "Why haven't you told anyone about these dreams before?"

"When they went away, they weren't really a problem, but now they're coming back. I mean, there isn't much I can do about it."

"You may not know what to do about it, but we adults are a little smarter than you give us credit for. You think your dreams are bad, can you imagine what your Uncle Harry's must have been like?" He asks me.

"I never thought about that before," I tell Uncle Nev honestly.

"Well, on that note, I'm going to have Scorpius take you back to your dorm. I'm going to floo Harry and have him come by to see you later today. Just relax, and we'll have you feeling better in no time, all right?" I nod and Uncle Nev gives me a tight hug before escorting me out of his office.

I walk back out into the classroom, and I can feel everyone's eyes burning into the back of my head. Scorpius is waiting with both his books and my own outside of the classroom. As he guides me through the hallways, he doesn't say anything; I know he's angry with me for not informing him about the dreams. We walk the whole way to my common room in silence.

I barely hear him say the password as my portrait hole swings open to allow us inside. I walk inside and sit down on the couch, and he sits down beside me before burying his face in his hands.

"God, Rose, why didn't you tell us about the dreams? Do you have any idea how terrified I was when you started screaming and thrashing all over the place in the middle of the classroom? I thought you said that they were getting better!" Scorpius is obviously distressed by my problems with my dreams; I must really be frightening when I have them.

"I didn't want you and Kayleigh to worry," I tell him sincerely. He looks at me with fire in his eyes.

"It's our job to worry! We like worrying. When we worry, you get the help you need. You shouldn't be dealing with this on your own." His last comment pushes my independent feminist button.

"Maybe I want to deal with this on my own! Do you think that I like being haunted in my dreams? Do you think that I like having to be scared of going to sleep? I hate being weak, and I hate being vulnerable. I refuse to be the damsel in distress, and I won't apologize for keeping my personal life private!" I nearly shout at him.

"Kayleigh and I are your friends, and you're supposed to let your friends in and talk to them! We're supposed to help each other out."

"I guess I should listen to you because you're such an expert when it comes to friendship. You have so many friends, I can't even keep count of them! I don't even know where you find time for Kayleigh and me amidst your ocean of good friends," I say bitingly. Scorpius looks like I have just slapped him in the face, and I instantly regret what I have said.

"Go back to your bloody Quidditch buddies who are just breaking down your door to come and see if you're all right after your bad dream! Find your own compartment on the train and keep your sodding personal business to yourself; I don't care anymore," he shouts before storming out of my common room and slamming the portrait shut.

I collapse onto the couch and let the tears stream down my cheeks. I'm still trembling because of the combined shock from my dream and the row with Scorpius. I don't even know why I said what I did; I had a temporary lapse in judgment. I honestly cannot believe that I said that to him.

I hug a pillow to my chest, and curl up on the couch, allowing myself to fall into a fitful sleep.

Scorpius, Kayleigh, and I are sitting in the common room, just chatting and hanging out. They are both wrapped up in one another, and I can't help smiling at them cuddled together on the couch. All of a sudden, they simultaneously get up and walk toward the portrait hole. "Where are you going?" I ask them. They pause briefly and stare at me blankly. "Away from you, of course," they respond as if it is the most obvious reason in the world. "Wait, stop! I thought you were my friends?" I yell after them. They turn around briefly. "We guess we should listen to you because you're such an expert on friendships," they say coldly before disappearing into the darkness. "Come back!" I scream repeatedly, tears streaming down my cheeks. Something touches me lightly and calls my name, pulling me out of the darkness.

I sit upright on the couch and try to calm myself down. I quickly wipe the tears from my cheeks before opening my eyes and looking around the common room. To my surprise, my Uncle Harry is sitting on the end of the couch looking at me with concern and worry etched across his face.

"Why haven't you told anyone about these dreams, Rose?" He asks.

"I didn't want anyone to worry about me. Besides, it's my fault that I'm having nightmares. I just wanted to deal with it by myself," I tell him, looking down at the floor.

He moves next to me on the couch and pulls me into his lap like he used to do when I was a little girl. I bury my face in his chest and let him hold me.

"It was an accident. If anyone is to blame, it's me for leaving my penseive where you all could reach it. You don't deserve to suffer through every night like this," he tells me in a soothing voice.

"I know. I just feel so helpless, and I hate it. I have always been independent, but now I can't even sleep through the entire night without Kayleigh or Scorpius there to keep me from hurting myself." Uncle Harry looks at me sadly, but doesn't comment about Scorpius.

"Well, I had nightmares for a long time following the war, so I know a thing or two about them. I'm going to help you put you memories behind you the same way I put mine behind me," he informs me. I mentally slap myself; why didn't I think of using a penseive before?

"A penseive," I realize, and Uncle Harry smiles at me.

"Exactly. I'm going to help you extrect the memory of the day that you got lost in my peseive, and hopefully that will stop all of the nightmares." I nod in agreement, but I can't help but think that some nightmares might still stick around; all of the secretive stuff going on is eating at my brain.

"I won't completely lose the memory, right?"

"No. Your memories will be in the penseive, but a ghost of them will remain in your mind. In other words, you will know what happened to you, but you won't really be able to remember any of the details."

"And you're sure that this will work?" I ask, although I'm pretty sure it will.

"I haven't had a nightmare involving the war in over 20 years. I think that's proof enough," he reassures me.

I let out a sigh of relief, and Uncle Harry proceeds to show me how to put my memory into the small bowl. It only takes about a minute, and I already feel a little different.

"It feels a little odd at first, but when the nightmares go away you'll be extremely thankful. If your dreams still continue, just tell Neville or owl me and we'll try to figure something else out, okay?"

"Okay," I reply. He wraps his arms around me in a tight hug and kisses me on the forehead.

"I'll see you at Christmas, Rose, take care of yourself," he says quite seriously before leaving me in my common room.

I check my watch and find that dinner has probably already started. I try to make myself look somewhat presentable before flying through thee hallways at top speed. I walk into the hall and everyone is seated at their respective tables, chatting and eating happily. Well, almost everyone.

Kayleigh looks somewhat miserable at the Hufflepuff table, sitting with her friends, and Scorpius is sitting pretty much on his own at the Slytherin table. I nervously make my way to the Gryffindor table and sit by Jason and Albus. Jason smiles at me brightly and kisses me on the forehead, while Albus looks at me in confusion. He smirks after about a second.

"So, I see that you finally told Malfoy to bugger off. He's even been shunned by the first years. It's bloody pathetic," he says, sneering the Scorpius's direction. Jason looks uncomfortable when I glare in Albus's direction.

"Mate, you better stop while you're ahead," Jason warns; he's a smart boyfriend.

"You should be happy! She's finally sitting with us instead of with that loser," he scoffs, and I get up from the table. I have to repress the urge to punch Albus in the face before leaving the hall; I can't help but notice that Albus stays firmly in his seat.

My anger is boiling at a dangerous level as I pace outside of the Great Hall. I thought Albus had gained back some decency, but I obviously was wrong. I just walk around the Entrance Hall, trying my best not to punch anything. Kayleigh is probably mad at me for fighting with Scorpius, so I won't try to do anything else to make her mad.

Suddenly, I feel something grasp my left arm gently. As a reflex, I swing my arm around to shove them away (but I think it is more like a punch). I turn around and feel even worse because I almost hit Jason. He looks stunned. My anger disappears immediately and I engulf him in a fierce hug.

"I'm so sorry! I was in my own world there for a second." He rubs my back soothingly for a moment before taking a step back to look at me.

"Albus was bang out of order just then; even the rest of the guys say so. I mean, we don't particularly like Malfoy, but we're civil because we know you're friends with him. He hasn't done anything to us anyway, so I have no clue what's got Al's knickers in a twist. I just wanted to let you know the other guys and I are on your side. We'll straighten little Albus out for you," Jason reassures me.

I press my lips firmly to his, causing his face to break out in a grin. "Go eat. I'm going to go cool off in my common room. I'll see you later," I tell him. He nods before kissing me quickly and heading back into the Great Hall. I sigh quietly to myself before walking to my dorm with a smile on my face.

I guess not all boys are complete idiots...

A/N: So, there's a little peek into Rose's head. I hope you enjoyed it. Don't forget to leave me a review :]