I'm not Joanne Rowling, so I don't own Harry Potter, or anything related to it.
I saw Professor Snape lying on the floor, and a long snake slithering away. Snape looked into my sixteen year old self's eyes, and I walked forward to him with Harry.
"Harry, before I die, I want you to take these. They'll explain some things about your mother, and they'll explain some bits about me." He took his wand to his head a few times, removing silvery string type things and placing them in empty vials.
"You aren't dying on me. Please." I said.
"It's too late. With Fawkes gone there's no hope now, and we don't have the cure either. Aurora."
"Please, dad. Everything's been going so well." Dad? No… no, it can't be…
"It's too late…" He said weakly. "Tell your mother that I love her, Rory."
"You can't die on me daddy…" I said.
A few seconds later, Snape's eyes closed and the dream faded to black.
Little did I know, I wasn't finished sleeping.
Harry, who was about two or three years older, it was hard to tell. With him, was a boy about 3 years older than him, who had sort of… golden blonde hair.
"Are you alright?" He asked. His voice was rather velvety and smooth, yet filled with concern.
The two of them were in a graveyard. I knew I wasn't there. My nightmares were always in the third person. A cup lay on the ground somewhat close to them.
"Yeah, are you?" My brother asked.
"I'm okay. Where do you think we are?" He asked.
Realisation and panic filled his voice as he said, "I've been here before, Cedric."
"The cup is a portkey, Harry, it must be." Cedric said.
"Cedric, I've been here in a dream, we have to get back to the cup!"
"Harry, what are you talking about?"
Harry shrieked in pain, and held on to Cedric.
"What is it?" Cedric asked.
"Please, Cedric, just go to the cup!"
It was too late. In the distance, was Wormtail, one of Voldemort's followers.
"Kill the spare!" Came voldemort's voice. I didn't see where he was.
Wormtail quickly raised his wand, and said those dreaded words I knew all too well, "Avarda Kedavra!"
Cedric flew to the floor, dead with his eyes open. Harry cried out for him, and I woke up.
As far as I was aware, these nightmares were new to me, but I could have been wrong, I didn't know for sure. That was why I decided to document them in my Nightmare Diary as soon as I could. I grabbed a quill, and lifted the mattress, careful not to disturb my sister. It was early in the morning, and a Saturday, hardly anyone in the school was awake. I didn't understand why this school insisted on us using quills I mean, sure they're more commonly associated with the olden days, but this was the 21st century! (A/N I forgot to mention, I ripped Harry Potter out of its timeline and placed it in the twenty-first century. Currently it's the beginning of November 2009.)
After I had documented my new nightmares, I looked through it, and I realised that never had I had 2 nightmares at once, well, actually, here was the one time… but there was a good reason…I shuddered as I thought about it, and I pushed it to the back of my head, like I had been doing for the past 4 years.
I slipped on some clothes and ran down to the Great Hall. If Chrissie was asleep, then I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. Crazy, I know. I wouldn't have gone without her if I hadn't been worried. What if there was something wrong with her? She usually always worked to stop me getting nightmares, but this time was different. The nightmares I normally had with Chris nearby weren't that severe. I had to think. There must have been something wrong with her, it couldn't have been me.
I sat and stared at the food for a few minutes, until I saw Luna skipping towards me, holding a big bag of… something. I smiled when she got close.
"Hello Aurora." She said.
"Hi Luna, what do I look like today?" I asked. I hadn't had a chance to look in the mirror yet.
"Ginger. Where's Christabelle?"
"In bed. I woke up from two nightmares, and came down here… I couldn't deal with my thoughts… I haven't been able to recently…"
"If you're not hungry, then why don't you come on a walk with me?" She asked. I nodded, and followed her outside.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Have you ever seen anyone die?"
I nodded. I did not want to think about it. It was too painful…
"Then we are both going to be able to see them, then." She said.
"See who?"
"My friends, the Thestrals."
"Who are the Thestrals?" I asked.
"Not who, what. They pull the carriages for the second years and above. You can only see them if you've seen death."
"Oh… who did you see die?" I asked, hoping it wasn't a sensitive subject.
"My mum. She was brilliant… it was two years ago, though, so I'm okay…" She said.
"I'm sorry… it must have been hard on you…."
"Dad helped me through it… what about you?"
"Well, um… I'm not completely comfortable about talking about it, but she was a good friend… I nearly lost my sister, too. We were 7. Our parents just told us not to be so stupid…"
"Oh, I'm sorry… if you don't mind me asking, how did it happen?"
"We were crossing the road, a-and a car came speeding down the road…" I started crying uncontrollably. "I was the only one… sensible enough… to… to wait on the pavement… and… our parents weren't looking… and… and they were both… hit… Chris passed out… Sally died… there… there was nothing… I could d-do... we, we both took it… took it badly… Chris was… bubblier… she was, nicer and… and now…"
"It's okay… you don't have to talk about it… but it's good to get your feelings in the open…" She said, giving me a hug.
"I'm sorry… my adoptive mum always told me not to bother people with this…" I said, doing my best to compose myself, like my adoptive mother had told me. Neither of them liked emotions. Especially ones that other people would view as positive emotions.
"That's a bit odd…" She said, as we reached a clearing.
The clearing was beautiful, but that wasn't what stunned me. I was stunned by magnificent, skeleton-like creatures with wings. It was then that I realised what Luna had in her bag. Meat. Ew. She started throwing some to the Thestrals.
"Do you want to give them some?" She asked.
"No. Meat's disgusting."
"Oh. That's okay, then, as long as you're happy."
I spent the whole day with Luna and the Thestrals. Strangely enough, I didn't get a 'daymare' that day. I did, however, get a nightmare that night.
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