Disclaimer: Same as before.
A/N: Well, here ya go...
"Did you sleep any better last night?" I asked Harry as I sat beside him. One look at his blood shot eyes and black bags, and I knew my answer. About a week after our conversation with Dumbledore, Harry started to have nightmares. Dumbledore didn't think that they were anything but Voldemort messing with Harry's mind. He told us not to worry, but it's a little hard not to when you spend the night awake cringing over the thoughts that are passing through your head.
"You know I didn't," Harry said grouchily. The first time he bit my head off, I fought back. Now I understood that it was his way to release his anger and feeling of helplessness. It was to the point that I was the only person to talk to him. Everyone else was too afraid. "If he keeps this up, I'm not sure what I'll do. Every time I close my eyes, I see him killing someone. Last night I was forced to live through your mother's death again..." Harry trailed off. He knew he had said too much.
"What do you mean?" I yelled. "What do you mean by 'again'?" Harry tried to say something, but I cut him off. "Dammit Harry, why didn't you tell me?"
"It was bad enough that I had to see it. I didn't want to worry about it anymore. I was trying to protect you."
"I don't need your protection. We're supposed to be partners. I tell you what's bothering me; you tell me what's bothering you. How many times has it happened?"
Harry looked a little sheepish. He didn't want to tell me, but I gave him the 'evil eye'. Finally, he cracked. "Three times..."
I felt my soul crushing. No one should have to watch her die. I shouldn't have even seen it. I wasn't worth anyone's pity. I didn't deserve to be loved. A little dejectedly, I asked, "Have you told Dumbledore?"
"Yeah, he said the usual. 'Don't worry and keep me informed.'" I gave a resigned nod and sat in silence.
***
The Gryffindor tower was silent that night. Each student was in their respected bed; each was asleep. Out of no where, a fright-filled scream echoed down the stairs of the boys' dorm rooms. I sat up with jolt. Only one person would scream like that- Harry. Quickly putting on a robe, I ran out of the room. Never had he screamed like that. Was this the beginning?
Pushing my way through the girls coming out of their rooms, I ran across the common room. I had to push my way through the boys once I reached the boys' stairs. I finally reached Harry's room. After stepping on a few more toes and elbowing in the ribs, I was in.
Ron was standing next the bed trying to shake him awake. Harry seemed stuck in the dream, almost like he couldn't wake up until he had seen it all. At that moment, Harry swung his arm, hitting Ron in the face. Backing up, Ron wiped mouth from his mouth. I stepped closer, but Ron stopped me by grabbing my shoulders.
"Something's wrong," he said. "Normally he wakes up, but..."
"I know...just let me try." Ron looked worried, but in the end, he agreed. By now, Seamus had gotten everyone to leave- everyone but Hermione, Jessy and Michelle. The kept whispering for me to be careful as I approached Harry. Slowly, I sat on the edge of his bed. Of course at the moment, he took the time to jolt into a sitting position and I fell off the bed.
I started to get up as Harry looked around the room. His eyes were filled with pain and infinite sadness. Sitting back down, I coerced him to focus his attention on me. "What happened?" I asked in a whisper. He seemed like a deer caught in the headlights of an approaching car. It didn't want to make any sudden movements. Although I tried to keep his eyes on me, it didn't work.
He looked around at everyone staring at him. He visibly swallowed when he saw the blood on Ron's lip. "Did I do that?" he asked.
"Yeah," Ron said indifferently. "It's nothing mate..."
Harry looked back at me. "We need to talk to Dumbledore, /now/."
"I agree," said Professor McGonagall from the door way. "Grab a robe and let's go." She left the room and waited for us. Yet again, we were making the trek to Dumbledore's office.
A/N: So? It's a little longer. Whatcha think?
A/N: Well, here ya go...
"Did you sleep any better last night?" I asked Harry as I sat beside him. One look at his blood shot eyes and black bags, and I knew my answer. About a week after our conversation with Dumbledore, Harry started to have nightmares. Dumbledore didn't think that they were anything but Voldemort messing with Harry's mind. He told us not to worry, but it's a little hard not to when you spend the night awake cringing over the thoughts that are passing through your head.
"You know I didn't," Harry said grouchily. The first time he bit my head off, I fought back. Now I understood that it was his way to release his anger and feeling of helplessness. It was to the point that I was the only person to talk to him. Everyone else was too afraid. "If he keeps this up, I'm not sure what I'll do. Every time I close my eyes, I see him killing someone. Last night I was forced to live through your mother's death again..." Harry trailed off. He knew he had said too much.
"What do you mean?" I yelled. "What do you mean by 'again'?" Harry tried to say something, but I cut him off. "Dammit Harry, why didn't you tell me?"
"It was bad enough that I had to see it. I didn't want to worry about it anymore. I was trying to protect you."
"I don't need your protection. We're supposed to be partners. I tell you what's bothering me; you tell me what's bothering you. How many times has it happened?"
Harry looked a little sheepish. He didn't want to tell me, but I gave him the 'evil eye'. Finally, he cracked. "Three times..."
I felt my soul crushing. No one should have to watch her die. I shouldn't have even seen it. I wasn't worth anyone's pity. I didn't deserve to be loved. A little dejectedly, I asked, "Have you told Dumbledore?"
"Yeah, he said the usual. 'Don't worry and keep me informed.'" I gave a resigned nod and sat in silence.
***
The Gryffindor tower was silent that night. Each student was in their respected bed; each was asleep. Out of no where, a fright-filled scream echoed down the stairs of the boys' dorm rooms. I sat up with jolt. Only one person would scream like that- Harry. Quickly putting on a robe, I ran out of the room. Never had he screamed like that. Was this the beginning?
Pushing my way through the girls coming out of their rooms, I ran across the common room. I had to push my way through the boys once I reached the boys' stairs. I finally reached Harry's room. After stepping on a few more toes and elbowing in the ribs, I was in.
Ron was standing next the bed trying to shake him awake. Harry seemed stuck in the dream, almost like he couldn't wake up until he had seen it all. At that moment, Harry swung his arm, hitting Ron in the face. Backing up, Ron wiped mouth from his mouth. I stepped closer, but Ron stopped me by grabbing my shoulders.
"Something's wrong," he said. "Normally he wakes up, but..."
"I know...just let me try." Ron looked worried, but in the end, he agreed. By now, Seamus had gotten everyone to leave- everyone but Hermione, Jessy and Michelle. The kept whispering for me to be careful as I approached Harry. Slowly, I sat on the edge of his bed. Of course at the moment, he took the time to jolt into a sitting position and I fell off the bed.
I started to get up as Harry looked around the room. His eyes were filled with pain and infinite sadness. Sitting back down, I coerced him to focus his attention on me. "What happened?" I asked in a whisper. He seemed like a deer caught in the headlights of an approaching car. It didn't want to make any sudden movements. Although I tried to keep his eyes on me, it didn't work.
He looked around at everyone staring at him. He visibly swallowed when he saw the blood on Ron's lip. "Did I do that?" he asked.
"Yeah," Ron said indifferently. "It's nothing mate..."
Harry looked back at me. "We need to talk to Dumbledore, /now/."
"I agree," said Professor McGonagall from the door way. "Grab a robe and let's go." She left the room and waited for us. Yet again, we were making the trek to Dumbledore's office.
A/N: So? It's a little longer. Whatcha think?