The Secret of the Unicorn Blood The unicorn galloped away in the distance. "Wait," cried a little boy. "Please wait, I need you." The unicorn turned her head and looked at the boy with a solemn expression on her face, tears glistenned in her sparkling crystal clear eyes. "Please wait," cried the little boy. "Don't worry I know who you really are. I can help you." The unicorn thrust herself forwards with great sadness and gallopped away. "Potter! Did you hear me?" Harry woke up and rubbed his eyes only too see Snape glaring at him. He had fell asleep in Potions. "Now Potter answer my question," Snape said cruelly. "OUCH!" cried Harry as he felt a sharp twang of pain on his scar. "Yes of coure Ouch is the main component that makes the Swelling Solution Green. Thank you Potter for that sudden spark of brilliance." Snape said sarcastically. "No! It's just that my scar is hurti.. I mean I need to go see Madame Pomfrey." "Well then go Potter, no ones stopping you." Harry rushed over to Madame Pomfreys office he knocked on the door. "Yes." Harry heard Dumbledore's mystical voice thhrough the door. "Professor Dumbledore is Madame Pomfrey there?" Harry yelled because the door was quite thick and he didn't want to repeat himself a million times. Dumbledore swung the door open. "No I'm substituting Madame Pomfrey's ill," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Ok... Well you see in Potions Class I had the weirdest dream...."
Dumbledore chuckled, "You fell asleep in Potions Class, Harry Harry Harry! Sorry for interrupting, go on."
Harry blushed. "As I was saying I had the weirdest dream. There was this boy and he..."
"ALBUS!" cried a strong female voice. "Its Madame Pomfrey.."Dumledore explained. "She sounds all better, you should tell her your problem."
Madame Pomfrey rushed into the room and glanced at Harry. "You again!" It was know Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts and his last 4 years had been full of injuries. She quickly carried Harry into one of the patients bed and stuck a thermometer in his mouth. "Now what is it this time?" Harry spat the thermometer out. "Well you see I had this dream and..."
"Is this a hospital or a dream interpretation office. Now whats the problem," boomed Madame Pomfrey.
"Uh well, never mind," Harry scowled.
"Ok... Well you see in Potions Class I had the weirdest dream...."
Dumbledore chuckled, "You fell asleep in Potions Class, Harry Harry Harry! Sorry for interrupting, go on."
Harry blushed. "As I was saying I had the weirdest dream. There was this boy and he..."
"ALBUS!" cried a strong female voice. "Its Madame Pomfrey.."Dumledore explained. "She sounds all better, you should tell her your problem."
Madame Pomfrey rushed into the room and glanced at Harry. "You again!" It was know Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts and his last 4 years had been full of injuries. She quickly carried Harry into one of the patients bed and stuck a thermometer in his mouth. "Now what is it this time?" Harry spat the thermometer out. "Well you see I had this dream and..."
"Is this a hospital or a dream interpretation office. Now whats the problem," boomed Madame Pomfrey.
"Uh well, never mind," Harry scowled.