Erika tossed and turned in her bed as horrible images filled her mind. Her entire dream was tinted with red and sparks were flying across the picture in her mind. She could see that the place looked like a warzone. Deep in the back of her mind, she could hear voices.
"What did we do to deserve this?" A female voice asked as a child cried in the background. Evil laughter filled the dream as a bunch of sparks flew back and forth. A girl screamed and Erika could finally see the girl. She had long blonde hair and was wearing a pink dress. Her gray eyes were filled with fear. It was Erika. It was a four year-old Erika. Erika began to run until she could run no more. She turned around and saw that Mikelvalt was standing over hear. His face was hidden by a cloak, but she could see red glowing eyes. As she watched in fear, he pulled out a wand and scaped it along her neck. Just before he touched her with his hands, Erika gasped and woke up, sitting upright.
In the boy's dorm, Harry was also having a restless dream. It was the same as all the other dreams that he had. Standing helpless as Voldemort killed both of his parents. Just before Voldemort could attack Harry, he too woke up with a gasp sitting up also.
Erika took deep, gasping breaths as she sat in her bed, when suddenly a flashing pain went across her scar. She cried aloud and grabbed her neck.
Little did she know, that the same exact thing happened to Harry over in his room.
The next morning, Hermione woke up and looked to her right. Erika's bed was already made and empty.
"Hermione! Wake up!" She could hear a voice from the doorway.
"Come on, Hermione! Time for breakfast!" She realized that it was Harry and Ron. She quickly got out of bed and dressed herself. As she walked out of the door to her dorm, Harry and Ron grabbed her and they practically began running to the Great Hall.
"Harry! Ron! Calm down. The food will still be there, I promise."
"No! We have to tell Erika what happened last night." Harry said, picking up speed again. Ron reached out and grabbed his cloak.
"We can't."
"Why not?"
"Because, she won't believe us."
"What?!"
"Ron's right, Harry." Hermione said and Ron flushed a deep red.
"Hear that, did you? Ron's right! My day is made!" Ron shouted joyfully and the other two laughed. "I'm going to remember you said that, Granger."
"Good luck, Weasley. But, seriously, she won't believe us, Harry. Let's just watch Malfoy, he might just be flapping his jaw as usual. Malfoy's not really the most reliable person." Harry opened his mouth to speak but Hermione cut him off.
"Promise me, Harry."
"Alright, I promise."
"You too, Ron."
"I promise."
After the three friends made a pact to keep an eye on Malfoy, they kept up to their promise. They watched him as the warm fall turned to a cold winter. Now here it was two days before Christmas and three months after Malfoy had threatened Erika's life and Hogwarts students were leaving to go home. Everyone was walking about the school exchanging presents and tearful good-byes. Harry and Ron sat in the Great Hall playing a game of Wizard's Chess. Harry had just taken one of Ron's pieces when Hermione and Erika walked into the Great Hall. Both boys turned and greeted the girls.
"Hey guys!" Hermione said, cheerfully as she sat down. Erika waved and lightly smiled as she sat across from Hermione, next to Harry. Harry looked at Hermione who mouthed to Harry that she was trying to be a little nicer to Harry. The two girls watched the boys play as they talked about an upcoming trip to Hogsmeade. The boys soon finished their game and joined their conversation. Harry realized that Erika would answer his questions, but she really wouldn't talk directly to him, he just brushed it off though.
"So, what are you going to do tomorrow?" Ron asked her when a snide voice interrupted him.
"She's not going to be hanging around you, Weasel." All four teenagers turned around and Erika's face lit up. She got up and ran to Malfoy, hugging him. Malfoy smiled and hugged her back. She turned to the other three, a smile on her face.
"Draco's going to teach me to fly a broom tomorrow." She said, happily. Their faces all went white.
"You don't know how to ride?" Hermione asked.
"Not very well." Erika confessed. "It's not that big of a deal back at home as it is here."
"You ready?" He asked her and she nodded.
"Yeah, I'll talk to you guys later." She said and they walked away, leaving the other three looking shocked.
"Guys, tomorrow. Full alert." Hermione said and the other two nodded grimly.
Later that night, the three friends sat in the common room by the fire. Hermione and Ron sat on the couch and Harry sat in one of the big chairs. All three were wrapped in blankets and were watching the Christmas tree in the corner of the room, silent. Every now and then one of the Gryffindors would walk into the room, tell the three good night and walk into their rooms.
A few hours later, as everyone began to fall asleep, the door creaked and Erika walked into the room. She glanced over at the sleeping three and began to creep toward the room, trying not to disturb them. She just about reached the door when Ron stirred a little bit.
"Hey."
"Hi."
"Care to stay down here with us?"
"Sure, since Hermione is the only one that can stand me..."
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, I'm sure you and Harry hate me." She said as she pulled off her heavy winter cloak and took a blanket out from the corner of the room.
"I don't hate you." Ron said, sitting up.
"You act like it." Erika said as she sat down.
"You're not exactly Miss. Nice to me either." He said and the two sat silent.
"I'm sorry." Erika said. Ron stared at her and stood up. He walked over to her and kissed the top of her head.
"Me too...Erika?"
"Yeah?"
"Try to be friends with Harry. He's not a bad kid."
"I'll will."
"Okay. Good night, Erika."
"Good night, Ron."
The next morning, Erika awoke and sleepily looked around.
"Confused?" A voice asked, she looked over and saw Ron, Hermione, and Harry grinning at her.
"It's all coming back to me." She said and the other three laughed. She jumped up and the other three followed suit. She looked at Hermione and the two hugged.
"Merry Christmas, Erika."
"Merry Christmas, Hermione." Erika was tackled from behind by Ron, who hugged her also. "Merry Christmas, Ron!" She looked at Harry and smiled. "Merry Christmas, Harry." Everyone wished each other Merry Christmas and the second they were done, Ron dove toward the tree.
"Presents!" He said and everyone laughed as they sat down and began opening presents. Minutes later, sitting all around everyone was wrapping paper and empty boxes. Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Erika were all wearing Weasley sweaters.
"Ron! You're mother really didn't have to make me a sweater."
"Yeah, but I felt it wasn't fair that we had to suffer the sweaters and you didn't." He said and she threw a ball of wrapping paper at him that bounced off his head.
"What did Malfoy get you?" Hermione asked and Erika picked an object off the ground.
"A broom." She said and everyone got silent. "What?"
"Nothing." Harry said and Ron quickly changed the subject.
"Breakfast!" He said, jumping up.
"Ron, I bloody swear. You and food." Harry said as they stood up. The three friends headed out the door and down to the Great Hall.
Erika burst into the hall and ran right for the teacher's table. She reached it quickly and jumped onto her grandfather.
"Merry Christmas, Grandfather!" She said, hugging him. He chuckled and hugged her back.
"Merry Christmas, Erika. No present for me?" Dumbledore asked and pretended to look upset.
"You think I forgot? Accio present!" She said as a small parcel came into the room and dropped into her hands. She handed it to him, and he opened it.
"Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans! You know, ever since that vomit-flavored one..."
"I promise you, Grandfather. No vomit! I had them specially made, only the good kinds!"
"Good. Now, I don't really know what to get a 16 year-old girl, so I asked around." He handed her a long, thin envelope which she tore into.
"You can't go wrong with money!" Erika said, laughing.
"Good, that's what I thought." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling. "Now, go sit with your friends...or your boyfriend." Erika kissed her grandfather on the cheek, said hello to the other teachers and bounded off toward Malfoy.
After breakfast, Malfoy put his hand on top of Erika's. She looked at him and smiled.
"Ready for your lesson?" He asked and she nodded.
"Okay, good. Meet me in the field in 1O minutes. Bring your broom." Erika nodded and they both got up and left, hand in hand. Hermione glanced and Ron and Harry and the two nodded. They quickly got up and left the Great Hall.
Outside, Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked around with their brooms, keeping in the shadows as they waited for Malfoy and Erika to come out.
"Where are they?" Harry impatiently asked Ron and he shrugged. Suddenly, Hermione took off for the other side of the field. Harry and Ron looked and saw that Malfoy and Erika were walking out onto the field. Ron took off for a different part of the field as Harry mounted his broom and waiting, hovering in the air.
Although he couldn't hear what Malfoy was saying, Harry could tell he was telling Erika what to do. They both placed their brooms on the ground and he heard Erika's loud voice.
"Up!" She shouted and the broom flew into her hand. She looked at Malfoy and gave him a huge smile. Harry felt anger run through him. Malfoy commanded him broom up also and they both mounted the brooms. He explained to her that she had to kick up and she did that, hovering about a foot off the ground. Malfoy kicked off also and the two began flying in the air. Malfoy began swooping his broom around, showing off as Erika just flew around. Malfoy slowly came to the ground and Harry watched as he pulled out his wand. Malfoy pointed the wand at Erika as Harry, Ron, and Hermione came running out towards him.
"POUCHUS!" Malfoy screamed as Ron tackled him from behind.
"Malfoy! You jerk!" Hermione screamed at him as Malfoy wrestled out of their grip and began running inside. Just before he reached the door, he turned around.
"You going to let your bitch die?" He sneered at Harry and ran inside. Harry glanced up and saw Erika's broom start to go crazy on her. Harry quickly got on his broom and took off toward her.
Erika had no idea what was happening. One second, she was gliding through the air on her broom, the next it had stopped mid air. She heard Malfoy scream something from the ground and looked down in time to see Ron tackle him. Suddenly, her broom started going crazy and began bucking her around like a horse. Erika screamed as the broom bucked once more and threw her off. She fell through the air quickly as the broom hovered above her. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as she waited for the crash of the ground to break every bone in her body.
But the crash never came.
As she fell through the air, she came to a sudden stop. She opened her eyes opened and saw that she was flying through the air once more only about 7 feet from the ground.
"What the?"
"Nice of you to drop in." Came a voice, she turned around and saw Harry staring at her. Startled she jumped and the sudden change in momentum caused Harry's broom to flip over and they both fell off. They fell the last 7 feet and dropped to the ground. Harry fell on his back and Erika fell on top of him. They both groaned and Erika sat up.
"You know! I was just falling through the air and you come waltzing in with your broom and save the day!" Erika said, teasingly.
"Are you always this bitchy?"
"Are you always this naive?" Erika said as she stood up. She held her hand out to Harry and he took it as she pulled him up.
"Thanks." Green eyes met gray eyes and they both smiled at each other. And that was the day that Erika Dumbledore and Harry Potter became friends.
"What did we do to deserve this?" A female voice asked as a child cried in the background. Evil laughter filled the dream as a bunch of sparks flew back and forth. A girl screamed and Erika could finally see the girl. She had long blonde hair and was wearing a pink dress. Her gray eyes were filled with fear. It was Erika. It was a four year-old Erika. Erika began to run until she could run no more. She turned around and saw that Mikelvalt was standing over hear. His face was hidden by a cloak, but she could see red glowing eyes. As she watched in fear, he pulled out a wand and scaped it along her neck. Just before he touched her with his hands, Erika gasped and woke up, sitting upright.
In the boy's dorm, Harry was also having a restless dream. It was the same as all the other dreams that he had. Standing helpless as Voldemort killed both of his parents. Just before Voldemort could attack Harry, he too woke up with a gasp sitting up also.
Erika took deep, gasping breaths as she sat in her bed, when suddenly a flashing pain went across her scar. She cried aloud and grabbed her neck.
Little did she know, that the same exact thing happened to Harry over in his room.
The next morning, Hermione woke up and looked to her right. Erika's bed was already made and empty.
"Hermione! Wake up!" She could hear a voice from the doorway.
"Come on, Hermione! Time for breakfast!" She realized that it was Harry and Ron. She quickly got out of bed and dressed herself. As she walked out of the door to her dorm, Harry and Ron grabbed her and they practically began running to the Great Hall.
"Harry! Ron! Calm down. The food will still be there, I promise."
"No! We have to tell Erika what happened last night." Harry said, picking up speed again. Ron reached out and grabbed his cloak.
"We can't."
"Why not?"
"Because, she won't believe us."
"What?!"
"Ron's right, Harry." Hermione said and Ron flushed a deep red.
"Hear that, did you? Ron's right! My day is made!" Ron shouted joyfully and the other two laughed. "I'm going to remember you said that, Granger."
"Good luck, Weasley. But, seriously, she won't believe us, Harry. Let's just watch Malfoy, he might just be flapping his jaw as usual. Malfoy's not really the most reliable person." Harry opened his mouth to speak but Hermione cut him off.
"Promise me, Harry."
"Alright, I promise."
"You too, Ron."
"I promise."
After the three friends made a pact to keep an eye on Malfoy, they kept up to their promise. They watched him as the warm fall turned to a cold winter. Now here it was two days before Christmas and three months after Malfoy had threatened Erika's life and Hogwarts students were leaving to go home. Everyone was walking about the school exchanging presents and tearful good-byes. Harry and Ron sat in the Great Hall playing a game of Wizard's Chess. Harry had just taken one of Ron's pieces when Hermione and Erika walked into the Great Hall. Both boys turned and greeted the girls.
"Hey guys!" Hermione said, cheerfully as she sat down. Erika waved and lightly smiled as she sat across from Hermione, next to Harry. Harry looked at Hermione who mouthed to Harry that she was trying to be a little nicer to Harry. The two girls watched the boys play as they talked about an upcoming trip to Hogsmeade. The boys soon finished their game and joined their conversation. Harry realized that Erika would answer his questions, but she really wouldn't talk directly to him, he just brushed it off though.
"So, what are you going to do tomorrow?" Ron asked her when a snide voice interrupted him.
"She's not going to be hanging around you, Weasel." All four teenagers turned around and Erika's face lit up. She got up and ran to Malfoy, hugging him. Malfoy smiled and hugged her back. She turned to the other three, a smile on her face.
"Draco's going to teach me to fly a broom tomorrow." She said, happily. Their faces all went white.
"You don't know how to ride?" Hermione asked.
"Not very well." Erika confessed. "It's not that big of a deal back at home as it is here."
"You ready?" He asked her and she nodded.
"Yeah, I'll talk to you guys later." She said and they walked away, leaving the other three looking shocked.
"Guys, tomorrow. Full alert." Hermione said and the other two nodded grimly.
Later that night, the three friends sat in the common room by the fire. Hermione and Ron sat on the couch and Harry sat in one of the big chairs. All three were wrapped in blankets and were watching the Christmas tree in the corner of the room, silent. Every now and then one of the Gryffindors would walk into the room, tell the three good night and walk into their rooms.
A few hours later, as everyone began to fall asleep, the door creaked and Erika walked into the room. She glanced over at the sleeping three and began to creep toward the room, trying not to disturb them. She just about reached the door when Ron stirred a little bit.
"Hey."
"Hi."
"Care to stay down here with us?"
"Sure, since Hermione is the only one that can stand me..."
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, I'm sure you and Harry hate me." She said as she pulled off her heavy winter cloak and took a blanket out from the corner of the room.
"I don't hate you." Ron said, sitting up.
"You act like it." Erika said as she sat down.
"You're not exactly Miss. Nice to me either." He said and the two sat silent.
"I'm sorry." Erika said. Ron stared at her and stood up. He walked over to her and kissed the top of her head.
"Me too...Erika?"
"Yeah?"
"Try to be friends with Harry. He's not a bad kid."
"I'll will."
"Okay. Good night, Erika."
"Good night, Ron."
The next morning, Erika awoke and sleepily looked around.
"Confused?" A voice asked, she looked over and saw Ron, Hermione, and Harry grinning at her.
"It's all coming back to me." She said and the other three laughed. She jumped up and the other three followed suit. She looked at Hermione and the two hugged.
"Merry Christmas, Erika."
"Merry Christmas, Hermione." Erika was tackled from behind by Ron, who hugged her also. "Merry Christmas, Ron!" She looked at Harry and smiled. "Merry Christmas, Harry." Everyone wished each other Merry Christmas and the second they were done, Ron dove toward the tree.
"Presents!" He said and everyone laughed as they sat down and began opening presents. Minutes later, sitting all around everyone was wrapping paper and empty boxes. Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Erika were all wearing Weasley sweaters.
"Ron! You're mother really didn't have to make me a sweater."
"Yeah, but I felt it wasn't fair that we had to suffer the sweaters and you didn't." He said and she threw a ball of wrapping paper at him that bounced off his head.
"What did Malfoy get you?" Hermione asked and Erika picked an object off the ground.
"A broom." She said and everyone got silent. "What?"
"Nothing." Harry said and Ron quickly changed the subject.
"Breakfast!" He said, jumping up.
"Ron, I bloody swear. You and food." Harry said as they stood up. The three friends headed out the door and down to the Great Hall.
Erika burst into the hall and ran right for the teacher's table. She reached it quickly and jumped onto her grandfather.
"Merry Christmas, Grandfather!" She said, hugging him. He chuckled and hugged her back.
"Merry Christmas, Erika. No present for me?" Dumbledore asked and pretended to look upset.
"You think I forgot? Accio present!" She said as a small parcel came into the room and dropped into her hands. She handed it to him, and he opened it.
"Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans! You know, ever since that vomit-flavored one..."
"I promise you, Grandfather. No vomit! I had them specially made, only the good kinds!"
"Good. Now, I don't really know what to get a 16 year-old girl, so I asked around." He handed her a long, thin envelope which she tore into.
"You can't go wrong with money!" Erika said, laughing.
"Good, that's what I thought." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling. "Now, go sit with your friends...or your boyfriend." Erika kissed her grandfather on the cheek, said hello to the other teachers and bounded off toward Malfoy.
After breakfast, Malfoy put his hand on top of Erika's. She looked at him and smiled.
"Ready for your lesson?" He asked and she nodded.
"Okay, good. Meet me in the field in 1O minutes. Bring your broom." Erika nodded and they both got up and left, hand in hand. Hermione glanced and Ron and Harry and the two nodded. They quickly got up and left the Great Hall.
Outside, Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked around with their brooms, keeping in the shadows as they waited for Malfoy and Erika to come out.
"Where are they?" Harry impatiently asked Ron and he shrugged. Suddenly, Hermione took off for the other side of the field. Harry and Ron looked and saw that Malfoy and Erika were walking out onto the field. Ron took off for a different part of the field as Harry mounted his broom and waiting, hovering in the air.
Although he couldn't hear what Malfoy was saying, Harry could tell he was telling Erika what to do. They both placed their brooms on the ground and he heard Erika's loud voice.
"Up!" She shouted and the broom flew into her hand. She looked at Malfoy and gave him a huge smile. Harry felt anger run through him. Malfoy commanded him broom up also and they both mounted the brooms. He explained to her that she had to kick up and she did that, hovering about a foot off the ground. Malfoy kicked off also and the two began flying in the air. Malfoy began swooping his broom around, showing off as Erika just flew around. Malfoy slowly came to the ground and Harry watched as he pulled out his wand. Malfoy pointed the wand at Erika as Harry, Ron, and Hermione came running out towards him.
"POUCHUS!" Malfoy screamed as Ron tackled him from behind.
"Malfoy! You jerk!" Hermione screamed at him as Malfoy wrestled out of their grip and began running inside. Just before he reached the door, he turned around.
"You going to let your bitch die?" He sneered at Harry and ran inside. Harry glanced up and saw Erika's broom start to go crazy on her. Harry quickly got on his broom and took off toward her.
Erika had no idea what was happening. One second, she was gliding through the air on her broom, the next it had stopped mid air. She heard Malfoy scream something from the ground and looked down in time to see Ron tackle him. Suddenly, her broom started going crazy and began bucking her around like a horse. Erika screamed as the broom bucked once more and threw her off. She fell through the air quickly as the broom hovered above her. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as she waited for the crash of the ground to break every bone in her body.
But the crash never came.
As she fell through the air, she came to a sudden stop. She opened her eyes opened and saw that she was flying through the air once more only about 7 feet from the ground.
"What the?"
"Nice of you to drop in." Came a voice, she turned around and saw Harry staring at her. Startled she jumped and the sudden change in momentum caused Harry's broom to flip over and they both fell off. They fell the last 7 feet and dropped to the ground. Harry fell on his back and Erika fell on top of him. They both groaned and Erika sat up.
"You know! I was just falling through the air and you come waltzing in with your broom and save the day!" Erika said, teasingly.
"Are you always this bitchy?"
"Are you always this naive?" Erika said as she stood up. She held her hand out to Harry and he took it as she pulled him up.
"Thanks." Green eyes met gray eyes and they both smiled at each other. And that was the day that Erika Dumbledore and Harry Potter became friends.