Disclaimer: I own the plot and Saerry Snape. Everything else is JKR's.
Harry Potter and the Dark Defenses
Chapter 26 ***Another Dream***
Harry flew through the Forbidden Forest until he was a good five miles into it. Stopping to catch his breath, he sat on a large tree-branch and watched the ground below him.
A silvery-white unicorn passed under him, pausing to nibble at a few blades of grass then moved on.
There was a hoot and Hedwig landed on the branch beside him. She glared at him then turned away. Frowning, Harry reached out and brushed the feathers on her back.
"I'm sorry Hedwig. But I couldn't let them catch me, now could I?"
The snowy owl kept her back to him for a few moments then turned her head and nipped at his fingers.
Harry smiled and leaned back against the tree trunk. He was tired now from the chase earlier and running through Hogwart's hallways. Getting in a position so he wouldn't fall out of the tree, he closed his eyes, trusting Hedwig to watch while he slept.
As sleep came upon him, a dream enveloped him.
He was once again in the crumbled basement. Saerry was curled up in a corner, her arms wrapped around her knees. Her hair was tangled and her face smudged with dirt, but he could see there was still fire in her eyes.
Suddenly the door opened and Voldemort entered, a hooded figure floating in after him.
"Some company for you. Enjoy it while it lasts."
Saerry snarled and pushed herself as far back as she could into her corner.
Voldemort waved his wand and the floating figure slumped to the floor with a dull thump. Turning on a heel, the Dark Lord left the room. Harry heard the lock click into place and the murmuring of a Sealing Charm.
Turning back to Saerry, he saw her slowly inch across the floor. She rolled the figure over on its back and removed the hood.
Shoulder-length black hair with random slashes of gray fell around a lightly tanned face.
Harry's heart nearly stopped when he saw it.
"Sirius."
Harry jerked awake and hit the branch beneath him with his fist.
"Damn. Damn, damn, damn."
Hedwig turned her head to look at him and he looked up at the sky. It was dark now and the forest was truly living up to its name. Everything looked darker.
Sighing he leaned back against the tree.
A dim shaft of light from the moon, which had only half of its full brilliance, cut through the trees and shone on his face. Harry remembered Voldemort's words from his dream.
"And don't bother trying to protect Black, Potter. He'll be in my hands by the next full moon."
Banging his head on the tree Harry hissed, "Dammit, what do I do now?"
Leaning into the tree he closed his eyes, hoping for no more dreams to trouble his sleep.
A/N: Yes, yes, short I know, but I ran out of ideas. In fact, all of my ideas are gone. Oh, I know why. Accio Sâerwy! *Sâerwy flies in and lands on her back* *grins* There's my wayward muse! *ties Sâerwy to a tree so she'll stay still* Now, let's see if I can get some more ideas. ^-^