He was running and running to no end.

"Harry Potter," came a hiss.

"He can't be alive! He can't!" Harry thought.

"The chosen one? The boy who lived?" The hissing creature laughed.

The place was not clear for Harry. He suspected it was the Dark Forest but, how was that possible? It's been years since he left school.

Suddenly he was stumbled by a branch of a tree. Face covered by mud and dirt.

"I won't die! No! Not today!"

"Harry? Harry?"

He heard a familiar feminine voice. Hermione helped him to stand up and clean.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Happened? Nothing."

When Harry shook his head again the place changed to Grimmauld Place.

"Harry. The food was poisoned, and I took you to St. Mungo's Hospital. They cured you and put under observations for a couple of days."

"I thought we were in the dark forest!"

"What? Harry, we left Hogwarts 19 years ago remember?"

"Yes, where is Ginny anyway?" he frowned.

"I see the effects of the poison still there. I have to take you back under care."

She then kissed him and went to the kitchen.

"I won't be late, my love."

"My love?" he raised his brows.

Harry closed his eyes and opened them. To his great fear he was back to the Black Forest to a scene, he dreamed before.

"He's dead! Harry Potter is dead!"

The dark lord exclaimed, and maniacal laughs of his followers filled the air.

"Anyone whoever doubts me before will follow me blindly if they are sane. The rest we will take them for fun and kill them later," he continued, "but before this. Narcissa you know what to do!"

Narcissa Malfoy moved to where Harry laid and leaned to him.

"Look at my eyes and tell me," Voldemort demanded.

"You've done magnificently, my lord."

"LIAR. Avada Kadavra!"

She was now on the ground. The gleam in her eyes went forever.

"Did you actually think I was as stupid as you, Harry Potter? I discovered a long time ago what happened when I attacked you as a baby!"

"Avada Kadavra!" he shouted again.

A green light crossed the air and hit Harry.

"You taste nice today, Harry. I want to continue what we started but the kids just woke up. I can hear them from here," Hermione told him.

He held her wrist not letting her to leave.

"Please, Mione. Just one last kiss," he pleaded.

"Alright," her voice changed and became darker.

"Harry! Harry! It was just a dream! You're safe!"

He was sweating and uttering nonsense.

"Ginny?"

"Yes. Go and wash your face. Don't be late you don't want to lose your job."

Harry Potter sighed and held his head. It was a nightmare.