When I finally made it to Orville's, my heartrate was so rapid, I was afraid my heart would explode like a ticking-time bomb.
Thankfully, it didn't.
I knocked cautiously on the door. "Professor Orville?"
I gasped as I creaked open the door. The room was destroyed, everything in sight broken, and there sat Orville in the corner holding a pitchfork and muttering to himself.
"Professor, are you alright?" He didn't seem to notice my presence. "Professor, what happened?"
Here he seemed to wake up almost. "What happened? I don't know. Who are you?"
Dude, get off your pills!!
I blinked. "I'm Megan Catharke, remember?"
"Yes, yes. No, actually, I don't remember. Yes, yes, and who am I?"
Oh dear.
After finally taking Professor Orville to the hospital wing, (it took forever because he said that he was 'Barney' and was waiting for BJ and his friends), I wasn't so sure if I was to go back to my room.
On to Dumbledore's.
Yep, on the way Peeves had something to throw at me, this time it was water ballons. Where he gets the time to blow water ballons, I don't know.
Dumbledore opened the door just as I was raising my hand to knock. "Come in, Megan."
Surprised, I entered. His office was as before: trinkets on desk, red pheonix, but this time there was two people already there.
Luna and Charlie.
Luna? What's going on?
"What's going on?" I asked as Dumbledore whipped up another chair for me. Then he sat down at his desk, sighed, and began to explain:
"Luna here was under a strong Imperious," he stopped to explain what the hecko that was after seeing my befuddled look, "and was found in Professor Orville's room with a pitchfork, smashing everything in sight.
"It seems that Professor Orville got the pitchfork away from her, only to then recieve a Memory charm from another person at the time. Luna then seemed to have been, ah, 'let go' from the Imperious, and fainted from the strong affect.
"After I had just finished interviewing Ms. Lovegood, Charlie came to my office, saying that you, Megan, where in trouble. I was about to ask what he saw, when you came. So now, Charlie, continue."
Charlie cleared his throat. "Well, I dreamt that Megan," He glanced at me, "was playing some piano when, uh, Malfoy jumped out of the piano, holding his wand at her."
Dumbledore pondered this. "Is that all?"
Charlie nodded. Dumbledore turned his attention to me. "Do you have anything to add, Prof- ah, Megan?"
Whoa, it was still the weekend.
But then Luna said, "Wait, what does it matter what Charlie dreams?"
Dumbledore, Charlie, and I exchanged looks. Dumbledore shrugged as if to say 'why not?', then waited for Charlie's and my approval. We nodded.
"Charlie and Megan's dreams are somewhat future-telling." Dumbledore told Luna matter-of-factly.
Luna nodded, then turned to Charlie, asking, "Do you wear hoop earings too, then?"
I burst out laughing! I remember Luna told me something nested in hoop earings when we first met, but to hear it again! Dumbledore was laughing too, and Charlie just sat there, completely dumbfounded. Luna, just as before, didn't seem to notice Dumbledore and me laughing, and just waited for Charlie's answer.
"Not lately," Charlie said, still numb-looking. For a moment, I imagined him wearing hoop earings. shudder, not pretty.
"Luna, why don't you head back to your dormitory?" Dumbledore asked while wipping tears from his eyes. She nodded and left.
Dumbledore assumed his chair again and motioned for me to begin my story.
After I told them everything, Dumbledore sat there thinking. Then he asked, "Did any of your dreams assume any of this?"
I almost shook my head, then I remembered my dream with Malfoy, and told it to him. (chapter 4)
"Ok, I will be sure to figure something out for you Megan. In the meantime, you will spend the night in the hospital wing, and tonight the teachers and myself will secure your room with spells and such. Now, both of you, off to bed!"
Interesting place, Hogwarts is.