Harry was walking in a strange house, he recognised it somehow, but yet he had never been there. He was climbing stairs; they led to an open door with a very faint light coming from it.
He stopped on the landing, hearing voices coming from inside. One voice he recognised, then he saw who it belonged to; Wormtail. He saw another person, someone he didn't know. Both he and Wormtail were speaking to someone in an armchair near the door. Harry couldn't see who it was, but the voice was cold and high-pitched.
'Wormtail…' The shrill voice began, and Wormtail cowered at the feet of the chair.
'I'm sorry, master.' He said looking down at the floor.
Then the other man sat in front of the armchair, giving Wormtail a disgusted look.
Then Harry heard the shrill voice speak parseltongue, and the door creaked open.
'Let me give our guest a proper greeting…' A wand pointed over the edge of the chair and a green light flared brightly.
'Harry? You alright?' Neville just came in as Harry's eyes shot open, sweat was running down Harry's neck and he had goose bumps all over.
'I just got in…me, just got in!' Neville said excitedly and flopped down onto his bed.
Harry sat upright and started breathing heavily; he felt like he couldn't breathe, he was suffocating on his breath. He had this dream before, in the summer. He could swear it was a sign of something bad to come, possibly everyone's worst fear.
He went and sat in his bay window, looking out into the school grounds. The giant palominos were sleeping in their paddock and there was still light coming from the Beauxbatons carriage. Sitting near the window was cold; Harry went down into the common room to fetch his coat hanging on the coat rack. No one was there, but the fire was still burning brightly. He took some extinguishing dust out the pot on top of the fireplace and threw it in. The fire hissed at him and died away. He turned around to go back up the stairs when someone else was coming down. He turned and hid in a dark corner away from the stairs. Amber appeared at the foot of the stairs, in her pyjamas, also walking towards her coat on the rack. He walked behind her silently; then she took down her coat and put it on, quivering in delight.
'Why you up so late?' Harry said softly behind her.
She jumped and span around in mid air, almost at the same time taking out her wand. She held it out straight then saw it was Harry.
'GEEZ Harry! Are you trying to kill me?' She breathed in relief, putting her wand away in her pyjama pants.
'Well if I knew you were going to react like that…' Harry held up his hands in surrender.
'Why are you up so late?' She asked pulling her coat closed.
'Couldn't sleep. You?'
'Same. Just thinking way too much.' Amber answered, holding her head.
'You going back to bed then?' Harry asked again.
'I want to, but I know I won't sleep. And you?'
'Don't want to go back to sleep. Bad dream.'
Amber nodded and walked towards the bay window. Harry followed her, not knowing what to say.
'So…' He started, standing next to her.
'No I'm not. I'm over it.' She answered before he asked the question.
'How do you know what I was going to ask?' Harry said.
'You were going to ask if I was still upset about Draco, weren't you?' She said.
'Uhm, yeah…' Harry was stunned.
'And I answered it.' She said, still staring out the window.
Harry was now dumbfounded, he stood there, mouth gaping, trying to find his words.
'What?' She asked with a giggle.
'Nothing…I just…is this…?'
'Nope. Nothing to do with it.' She smiled, making Harry even more curious.
'You did it again. How are guessing my questions?'
'I don't know, I'm just associating the things with what you are. Well was I right?' Amber asked.
'I was gonna ask if you could…'
'Read minds as an Ornate? Don't be silly Harry. I only study well and make pretty things. That's it.' She smiled looking out the window again.
Harry was really astounded now more than ever, and it was scaring him. Could she read minds and she wasn't telling him? Or was she really good at guessing? Harry didn't know if either was true or not. Amber stifled a yawn, turning to go back towards the stairs.
'I'm gonna try and get some sleep, maybe you should do the same.' She said disappearing up the stairs.
'Yeah, sleep sounds great!' He mumbled sarcastically to himself.
'Hey! Harry? Wakey wakey!'
'What?' He said groggily.
'You feel asleep on the bay window! I told you to go to bed…' Someone laughed and he heard footsteps going away from him.
He opened his one eye and looked for who woke him up. Someone was sitting on the couch with a beanie on, paging through a book. Harry shook his head and slid of the windowsill. He went and stood behind the couch looking over the persons shoulder. They were looking through a book of magical creatures.
'Morning Harry.' Amber closed her book and looked up at Harry standing behind her.
'Morning…' He said halfway through a yawn.
'I told you to go to bed. You're cold aren't you?' Amber said, holding out a coat.
'Yeah, come to think of it, I don't know why I took my coat off…' He took the coat and threw it over his shoulders.
Amber smiled and opened her book again; Harry came to sit next to her.
'What you reading?' Harry asked.
'Mystical Creatures in a Magical World.' Amber said referring to the cover.
'Why are you reading that?'
'I'm just reading. Its something to do.' Amber said, turning the page.
'At seven in the morning? On holiday?'
Amber rolled her eyes and carried on reading, Harry was sitting next to Amber in silence. Harry heard someone coming down the stairs, then he heard Ron and Hermione.
'Morning you two.' Hermione said.
'Morning…' Ron said, eyes still half-closed.
'I was wondering when you two were going to get up!' Amber said looking over the back of the couch.
'Why?' Hermione asked.
'Well…umm…I wanted to tell you two something.'
Ron and Hermione looked curious, and then came to sit on the coffee table across from Harry and Amber. Hermione was starting to smile, her face getting happier by the second. Amber opened her book, and handed it to Hermione. Hermione looked at the page in front of her and read through it carefully. Her eyes widened and got even more surprised.
'I knew it! I just knew it!' Hermione said jumping of the table.
'What?' Ron asked, watching Hermione jumping up and down.
Hermione handed Ron the book and he read it as well.
'And what has this got to do with anything?' Ron asked.
'Can't you add things up?' Hermione asked.
Ron shook his head, still not getting why she was so hyper.
'Amber is an Ornate! All those weird things that we don't get about her, she's got money, jewels, she's smart AND she's allergic to moonflower!' Hermione was speaking so fast Ron just barely understood her.
'Oh…' Ron clicked.
Harry looked at Amber, with concern. She shrugged her shoulders.
'Had to tell them sometime.' She mouthed.
Hermione then stopped jumping and looked at Harry.
'You knew about this didn't you?' She narrowed he eyes at him.
'Why would you say that?' Harry said in a disbelieving tone.
'You don't look nearly as surprised as we do.'
Amber grinned widely at him, almost wanting to laugh.
'Well I didn't know she was gonna tell you.'
Hermione pouted at him, like he knew he didn't answer the question.
'Yes Harry knew. I told him on Halloween.' Amber answered for him.
'And I told him not to tell anyone.' She added.
Hermione stopped and sat on the table again. She smoothed out her pout into a smile and looked at Amber.
'So which kind are you?' Hermione asked.
'Precious stone.'
'Wow this is so amazing! I…just…WOW!' Hermione shuddered with trembling words.
Everyone was looking at Hermione, mumbling odd words to herself and clicking her fingers every now and again.
'Hermione…' Amber waved a hand in front of her face, snapping her out of the dizzying word trance.
'Huh? Sorry…I'm just…'
'Hermione. Stop and take a deep breath…' Amber said taking one herself.
'Ok. I'm good now.' Hermione said taking a deep breath.
'That's an even better reaction than when I first found out.' Amber laughed at Hermione.
Hermione frowned and then joined in the laughing as well.
'Ok now I vote we have breakfast before I starve!' Amber said pulling on a coat.
They walked down to the Great hall, laughing at Hermione's funny reaction about news that wasn't her own.