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Hey...well I dun even know why I'm posting this, since no one decided to read the first two chapters *tear* But...whatever I'm bored to no end. Maybe I'll discover a plot?

*sparkliez*

Chapter Three:

Dreams

Genieveve woke early the next morning before the sun had even come up. Too restless to fall back asleep, she crept slowly down into the common room and sat in a squishy armchair. She was extremely rattled about the dream she'd just had. What did it mean? Genieveve covered her face with her hands and tried desperately to think.

In the dream, she'd been seeing things through the perspective of a different girl, but this girl felt familiar, in some way. She really couldn't explain it.

Anyway, she'd been in a very large house, a mansion, in fact. She'd looked through many different, old, dusty volumes of books - they seemed to contain dark magic. Then, suddenly, she was sitting on a man's lap, his sleeve was pulled up, the pale flesh of his left forearm explosed. Her finger slowly traced around the mark that seemed to be burned onto his skin. Some kind of...brand, like farmers did to cows. It was a skull, with a serpent slithering through its mouth. In the dream, she felt herself smile widely, pleased. But now, thinking back, the very thought of this icon repulsed Gen. She couldn't even begin to comprehend it.

Suddenly, she felt the sparse hairs on her neck stand up. She had the strange feeling someone was watching her. Whirling around, her eyes darted around the dark common room, and anyone watching would've been shocked to see that they turned a bright shade of violet. But no one was watching. Turning back around, she grabbed a book someone had left sitting on a table. It was titled, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts.

Mildly interested, Genieveve skimmed through it, catching the words "Voldemort", "Death Eaters", and "Harry Potter." Wait a second...Harry Potter? She flipped back to the page where she'd seen his name, him, that boy who'd been so kind to her the night before, the one with the piercing, shockingly bright green eyes...

"...The Dark Lord showed up in Godric's Hollow on Halloween night when Harry Potter was just a year old. He first killed James Potter, then Harry's mother, Lily. When he tried to kill little Harry, however, the curse rebounded upon himself and Harry was left with nothing but a scar shaped like a lightning bolt upon his forehead. We have him to thank for the fall of the Dark Lord..."

Genieveve was shocked, to say the least. Harry Potter, this teenage boy, so youthful and vibrant, had caused the fall of a great dark wizard when he was just one year old? Wow.

Great, I'm probably the only one who doesn't know about this.You are so dumb, Gen!

She realized that as she'd been reading, the sky had lightened considerably, and she was still in her pajamas. Not wanting to be late on her first day of school, Gen shut the book gingerly and sprinted back upstairs to her dormitory. Taylor needed a good loud waking anyhow.

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Sitting at the breakfast table and staring up at the ceiling (which was sky blue and cloudless) Gabbi couldn't help but let her thoughts wander. Her new "friends", Kassandra and Paula, were discussing their first class. Potions to prevent boils were fascinating and all - but she had other things on her mind. The odd dream she'd had last night, in particular.

It was as though she was seeing everything through the eyes of another girl, but the weird thing was that she felt she knew this girl. Kinda like deja vu, maybe. She had been sitting in her "room" bawling her eyes out, and holding a locket...a picture of a woman, it seemed, had been the cause of her sadness. Suddenly she had been sitting in church (Ugh, what a horrible place! Gabbi thought) and been weeping uncontrollably, staring at that picture in the locket again. In the background, there was a large black coffin and some person was reading a sappy poem.

As Gabbi thought about the dream and this unknown woman, a sense of knowing dawned on her and the word "mother" came to mind. A picture, as well, materialized in front of her eyes - she had long, dark black hair and wide eyes. She also had a beauty mark on her upper lip. Gabbi shuddered uncontrollably and shut her eyes. This woman, whoever she was, was a carbon copy of what Gabbi assumed she would look like later in life. This simply could not be.

"Uh...Gabbi?"

Gabbi's eyes snapped open, and Paula was amazed to see that they were such a light purple that they were almost white. It took Paula a second to regain her composure, after which she informed Gabbi that breakfast was over. As they left the hall for their very first classes, Paula glanced nervously back at Gabbi. Her eyes were still that eerie shade of light purple, but deep plum streaks were starting to appear. Thoroughly freaked out, Paula turned to Kassandra and started a conversation to try and forget Gabbi's bizarre eyes.

Okay yeah, so that was short, but I think I have an idea of where this story's going now...I know I said I was a bit scared of reviews, but please do, cuz it'll surely make my day :) Even if you didn't like it, at least I know you've read it...