Hot.
That's what Harry felt when he touched his scar, after he awoke in the middle
of the night. He seemed to be doing this a lot lately, but the strange thing
was that his dreams had nothing to do with Lord Voldermort, which was the cause
of these middle night awakenings the previous years before. Tonight, his dream
was winning their first quiddich match of the year, right after being named
captain by his teammates. Nothing unusual, since he had been hoping this would
actually happen once he got to school to begin his Fifth year.
A figure stirred under reddish orange heaps
of blanket, it was Ron. After last year, Uncle Vernon practically begged his
nephew to leave instead of having the flaming- haired family come and pick them
up themselves. This year, Harry was pushed out the door to wait for Mrs.
Weasley and her husband to come pick him up, along with all of their school age
children. They had been surprisingly late by two hours, but anything was better
than being kept in a house with Dudley who again, was on a diet.
Suddenly Harry heard a
muffled cry coming somewhere from a different room, and it very much sounded
like Ginny. Slowly, he got up, careful not to wake Ron or anyone else who was
sleeping. He stepped around schoolbooks, a wand, and a cage that contained a
large snowy owl, which had its large brown eyes closed. Once, he got around
everything, the door creaked open only enough to let a human boy around the age
of 15 through. Tiptoeing down the hall, Harry Potter came to a door that had an
unraveling scroll of parchment taped to it, which unmistakably said GINNY.
There was still a small whimpering coming from inside. The
messy black hair peeped in and found a girl on her bed, curled up under her
blanket.
"What's wrong?" he asked, trying to sound
sympathetic.
"Harry? Is that you?" the voice answered back
" Yeah, what happened? I heard you yell, did
anything scare you?"
" It was only a dream, I'm sorry I woke you, but
it's ok now"
"I was already awake, my scar hurt, but I can't
figure out why" he answered with a hint of worry in his groggy voice
" Your scar? But that means… "
" I know what you mean, but I woke in the middle
of being handed a trophy for quiddich, what about you?"
" Well I dreamt that…that… that somebody was
trying to kill you, at Hogwarts I mean, I'm not sure who, but the voice sounded
a lot like Snape's!"
She
paused,
"But you've thought he was trying to kill you
before but it was never right. Dumbledore trusts him"
She bit her lip, thinking about what she just said.
"You're right, I do hate Snape but I still can't imagine
him trying to strangle me in class, can you? Maybe your dream meant something, like
not about Snape though. I wonder…."
"What?" Ginny asked, wondering if she was wrong to
tell him
"Ah, nothing, I just had an idea, it's probably not
even possible. Let's just get some sleep; we have to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow.
School starts in a week!"
And with that, Harry walked off back to the orange
covered room, and saw that the 7 faces on the walls were yawning at him. He got
into bed, completely forgetting his conversation with Ginny, who at the moment was
in her bed thinking about what Harry said- that his dream could mean something.