The Violin Plays

It Follows Her

Chapter 1: Dreams Come Alive

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, except Courtney. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.

(the next day on the train)

"Harry!" "Harry, wake up!" it was Hermione, " You

haven't been listening to a single word I've said!" but before he

could answer, someone knocked on the door of the compartment.

"Excuse Me," said a familiar voice, "May I sit back here? All

of the other compartments are filled up." The faint sound of a violin playing

began. It was the girl from the dream.

" Yeah, sure, of course you can!" said Hermione "I'm

Hermione, this is Ron, and that is Harry, and you are?"

"Courtney, Courtney Warwick." she said "Nice to meet

you!" while shaking their hands.

Courtney, Hermione, and Ron stayed in deep conversation the rest of

the way there, but Harry remained silent, listening to the music.

He couldn't believe his eyes; he was looking at an angel-

-with a cute accent.