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Harry had been hearing nonstop from both Ron and Hermione. Ron was mostly babbling on and on about how exciting it was to be in the same general area as Krum, and Hermione was still on her house elf mission. He was even wearing a button for it now. It seemed quite pointless, but he saw her point.

The school had a new spring in its step it seemed as guys walked around in large fur coats and girls strolled in their blue uniforms. Ron often just stared at them. Hermione kept her head buried into a book about either trolls or house elf's, and Harry seemed almost lost as he kept his mind in the clouds. It was almost as though he was floating around, not really paying much attention to anything. Quidditch had been canceled, and he was extremely disappointed. He tried to keep his mind awake, but it was quite hard, especially when he was up all night researching trolls and hearing Ron's constant sleep talking.

They had had no luck finding a troll as large as the one Harry and Trinity had killed, and Harry was almost convinced the whole thing was a dream. Trinity rarely talked to him, and he wondered if she was ignoring him. He almost missed her. He didn't see her with her head in a book at the library that often, and when he did, she always seemed to disappear. She spent much time with the Beauxbatons girls, and Draco seemed a bit annoyed. Ron was still as obsessed as ever, and seemed to be waiting to hear that she and Krum were the newest couple.

The news never came though, although other news did. Apparently, she had been kicked out of the Slytherin girl dormitory and was placed with the Beauxbatons girls. Many people said she had done something bad, while others said that she was simply being rewarded for doing something. She certainly owned her house enough points.

"Harry, will you wake up!" Hermione spat. "We still have a lot of reading to do!"

"Shh. I know. I'm just tired," he murmured, sitting up. It seemed like he spent all his time these days in the library.

Hermione's eyebrows crossed. "What is it?"

"Nightmares," he murmured, stretching out his arms. "They keep me awake."

Worry crossed Hermione's face. "Are they… The bad ones? The ones that you told us about?"

Harry nodded trying to stay awake. "The exact same," he whispered.

"Oh… This is bad Harry, very bad. Gigantic trolls, scary competitions, bad dreams… All of them can't mean something good," Hermione whispered.

Harry thought about this for a second. Could she really be right? Was something big going to happen? His thoughts were interrupted by Ron plopping in the chair next to Hermione. "Harry! You won't believe this!"

Harry turned to him, glassy eyed. "What is it?" he asked.

"Krum put his name in the Cup!" he whispered excitedly.

Harry should've known. Of course Ron was going to talk to him about Krum, since that was just the most important thing ever. Much more important than what was happening right now, in their lives. Harry shook his head, trying to stay awake. "Well aren't they all putting their name in the cup?"

"Well, Seamus told me that sometimes they back out. You know, get too scared." Ron explained. "But it's not like I ever doubted Krum would enter, he's way too good for that. Krum doesn't just back out, he's…" Harry zoned out about there. He was tired enough without having to listen to Ron babble on and on…

He saw Trinity enter then, some of the Beauxbatons girls behind her. At the door, they parted. It was the first time Harry had seen her in quite a while, and he didn't know if he was seeing right or dreaming. She caught his eye and smiled, going off into the book section. Harry kept his eye on the shelf she'd disappeared behind, trying to see bits of her.

To his surprise, she walked right up to them, book in hand, and sat down. "Hello Hermione, Harry, Ron," she stated a soft smile on her face.

Hermione smiled and handed her a button, already talking about her cause. Ron was staring at her mouth open, a bit of drool on his lip. She was smiling and looking overwhelmed. She turned to Harry and a large smile crossed her face as Hermione pinned on a button. Harry smiled too, feeling a bit better knowing she wasn't avoiding him. "I'd be happy to join the cause," she stated once Hermione was done ranting. "I never thought it was quite fair either. I always felt bad for house elves; my tutor had one, Porky. He was rather on the heavy side, but I always felt bad for him."

Hermione smiled, feeling victorious. Harry seemed to notice something. Trinity looked happier. Maybe she was finally getting used to the whole 'new school' thing, and finding a way to be happy. She turned to Harry. "Um, may I speak to you for a second? In private?" she asked.

Ron gaped. Hermione was still beaming at having yet another person for her cause. Harry was taken by surprise, but nodded. They left the library and headed out to the school yard. She turned to him there. "Um, I'm sorry if I'm bothering you," she stated her shyness showing.

"Of course not," Harry stated, still drowsy but for some reason feeling much better out there with her.

She took out a small vile. "I want you to have this."

He looked at it, suddenly scared of seeing troll puss. But no, it was a milky color. "What is it?" he asked.

"Well," She took a deep breath. "You seemed to be quite tired lately and… I don't know I wanted to help. It wards off all types of nightmares."

He looked up to her. "How did you…?"

She shrugged. "I just… I figured. And, I kind of really wanted to talk to you again." Why had she said that? She kicked herself internally. She laughed a bit. "I'm sorry, that was a weird thing to say, wasn't it? I'm still getting used to the whole, talking to people thing."

He smiled. "No, it's not; I wanted to talk to you too. I thought you were avoiding me."

She was. Desperately avoiding him. But, she couldn't handle it anymore. Fleur went on and on about how much she missed the people back home, and Trinity was constantly reminded of how much it hurt to miss those you love. But, the only person other than father she missed was right under her nose. She missed Harry. "No, just busy I suppose," she murmured. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure." He stated.

"Can I watch you fly?"

Harry was taken a bit off guard. "Sure, but why?" he asked.

She shrugged. "I've never seen anyone really fly. I tried it as a kid, but was terrible. I heard that you were a seeker and, I don't know, I wanted to see someone good fly."

"Of course, I could give you some lessons if you'd like," Harry suggested.

Trinity's face lit up. "Really? I've always wanted to be able to fly well! It's kind of been a dream of mine since I was a little girl, to be able to hop on a broom stick and fly away wherever I wished… Silly, huh?"

Harry shook his head. "Not at all. I wanted to do that too. I can't think of anyone who wouldn't wanna do that one time or another," he whispered.

Trinity laughed. "Really? I never knew people thought like that."

When she laughed Harry felt happier, even though he was about to fall asleep. "Yup. See, you're not alone, lots of people think that way."

The words meant a lot to Trinity. She had always felt alone, enclosed, having to learn and survive on her own. She still looked for danger everywhere. This whole thing… it was like a weird dream. She loved it. She smiled widely, taking Harry's arm and leading him away. Harry stumbled behind. "Where are we going?" he asked.

She gave him a smile. "I'm bringing you to bed. You're exhausted. But I'm holding you to those lessons."

Harry followed behind her amazed at her energy as she giggled running into the school and up the stairs, never letting go of Harry's arm. When they finally got to the Gryffindor common room she turned to him, an excited smile on her face. She started to laugh and Harry laughed with her. "I'm sorry; I'm being really silly, aren't I? I don't know why, I just feel so excited."

Harry shook his head. "No, I like it. I don't know where you get your energy. I kind of feel that way too. Maybe your energy is infectious."

She smiled. "Well here," She took the vile from Harry. "You just have to uncap it," She took the cap off and smoke started to pour from it. "And you inhale the smoke." She capped it again before either of them could inhale it. "It's quite a peculiar potion; it's not just for warding off nightmares; it's for warding off all kinds of dreams. The person who made it decides which. I promise I told it to ward off nightmares. My tutor used to use it on me a lot, to keep certain dreams away," she stated.

"Did you used to have nightmares?" Harry asked.

No, Trinity didn't have nightmares, those were not the dreams she was speaking of. Her father was scared of people trying to contact her from the world outside, so he used it to repel dreams of things outside of what she knew. It worked quite well. "Yes, frequently," she lied feeling less excited. "Well, have sweet dreams."

"Wait!" he called for her.

She turned. "What is it?"

"When am I giving you lessons?" he asked groggily.

She smiled. "Harry, if you haven't noticed, we seem to have a habit of finding each other when we need too," she stated, and then was gone.

Hey guys :) so, I'm updating everyday, and writing a new chapter every other day, but I'll try to pick it up so I can keep this thing going :) Still a lot to read, no worries. I hope you guys are feeling something when you read this! Lov ya!