Title: Dream a Little Dream of Me (Chapter 2)
Author: YoungPadfoot
Note: Second chapter!!
Dream a Little Dream of Me (Chapter 2)
"I hope you find everything to your liking, my lord.."
Pettigrew stumbles up the stone walkway and opens the door magically, his hands shaking. He turns around to find Voldemort still in same spot they apparated, staring up at the house.
"Pettigrew, isn't this…"
"Yes, my lord, the old Longbottom house.."
Pettigrew shivers, that night still fresh in his mind. No matter how much of his head was consumed by power and greed, he just couldn't forget that night.
The first time he betrayed.
"Never."
Voldemort snaps out of his trance and walks into the house.
"This'll do nicely…"
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Neville climbs the stairs to the Divination classroom, having had to go back down for books he dropped. He enters through the trap door, panting, and chooses a seat in the middle of the classroom. More students file in and Dean and Seamus sit at the same table. They give him sympathetic smiles.
'I don't want your sympathy' Neville thinks angrily to himself. He'd rather get is butt kicked by the weakest girl in school then be given sympathy.
The glistening bug with huge eyes, dubbed 'Professor Trelawny' (^_^) entered and seated herself next to the fire, even though her attire of the day were robes with long sleeves and a high neck.
"Welcome class, today we'll start with a new topic. Dreams.."
Parvati and Lavender, who had predictably seated themselves closest to Trelawny, looked at each other and oohed, obviously mystified.
"Do the ones about the attacking fluffy white bunny rabbits have any important meeting?". Ron looked pleased with himself while Harry had practically stuffed his fist into his mouth to keep from laughing too loud.
The rest of the class also found this funny and where doubling up with chortles and snickers.
Professor Trelawny although, thought he was quite serious.
"The may have something to do with quickly passing time or danger from the past soon to repeat."
This only made the class laugh more.
"Dreams tell us important things. They tell us our innermost fears, desires, hopes…. They warn us of the future, inform us about the past…"
She went on, but Neville never heard the rest of her speech.
'Inform us about the past'
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