A/N: Well here's the next chapter! I hope you enjoy! And thanks for all the reviews!"
Chapter 11"Harry! Nice to see y…What's wrong?" Dumbledore asked as Harry's head popped into his fireplace.
"The Dream! Emily! Pettigrew! Voldemort! Dungeon!" Harry choked out.
"Harry slow down, what about a dream? You haven't had these dreams in awhile," Dumbledore said.
"When Emily was younger we used to have the same dreams. I'm not sure if she still does, but I stopped giving her the dreamless sleep potion a few years ago. I had a dream today where Emily was walking down the dungeons and Pettigrew grabbed her. He led her to Voldemort and Voldemort set Nagini on her. Emily's a Parseltongue! What if she had that dream? Dumbledore, these dreams always mean something," Harry explained.
"Harry, I'll do what I can. I'll have Emily come talk to me, but I won't be able to get anywhere unless she tells me herself that she had this dream. If she didn't then either she's lying or really didn't have it. I'll send for her right now," Dumbledore replied.
"Thank you! Tell her I love her," Harry said.
"I will, but I don't think she's in a mood to hear about you," Dumbledore said slowly.
"She's still mad at me?" Harry asked. Dumbledore nodded.
"Harry, I'll talk to her and I'll let you know what happens. Harry I don't know all the answers," Dumbledore replied.
"I know," Harry said, a little disappointed. "Goodbye."
"Bye Harry," Dumbledore said with a warm smile.
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"Professor Snape, sir," Penny said, stepping into the dungeon classroom.
"You better have a good reason for interrupting my class," Snape said angrily.
"Sir, I have come to get Emily Potter. Professor Dumbledore wants to see her," Penny said quietly.
"Miss Potter! Leave my classroom now!" Snape yelled. Emily gathered her books up quickly and left the room quickly. She stopped at the door.
"Can I have my book back?" Emily asked.
"Leave!" Snape shouted. Emily followed Penny quickly.
"Do you have any idea why Dumbledore wants to see me?" Emily asked.
"You call him Professor Dumbledore," Penny said stiffly.
"Ok, do you know why Professor Dumbledore wants to see me?" Emily asked again.
"No idea," Penny said, leading her to a stone gargoyle. "Here's his office."
"How do I get in?" Emily questioned.
"You say a password," Penny replied.
"What's the password?" Emily continued to ask.
"It's some kind of candy, but I don't remember what. I better get back to my class. Goodbye," Penny said with a smile.
"You do too know the password!" Emily yelled after her.
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't," Penny said. She turned, smiled at Emily and walked off.
"Great! Some kind of candy. Like I'm going to shout candy names at a stone Gargoyle!" Emily said angrily. "Hmm, what kind of candy would it be? A muggle candy or a wizard candy? Great! What am I going to do? Umm. Chocolate Frog?" Emily asked. The Gargoyle stayed still.
"Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans! Peppermint Imps!" Emily continued naming off a million wizard candies. "Fine how about a muggle candy? Skittles? Lemon Drops?" Emily said, kicking the Gargoyle. It opened at Lemon Drops and she almost fell into his office. Emily shrugged and walked up the spiral staircase. She knocked on the door, looking around at his beautiful office.
"Come in," Dumbledore said. Emily walked in slowly. "Take a seat." Emily sat down in front of the Professor.
"You wanted to see me Professor Dumbledore?" Emily said after a few moments on silence.
"Yes, I had a matter to discuss with you," Dumbledore replied. Emily looked at him with a quizzical look. What had she done that would make Dumbledore talk with her.
"Did I do anything wrong?" She asked worriedly.
"On the contrary. I just wanted to ask you if you had any strange dreams lately," Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Dreams? What do you mean?" Emily asked, looking at Dumbledore strangely.
"You're father informed me that he had a dream with Voldemort in it. When you were younger you tended to have the same dreams as your father. I was just curious if you had this dream as well," Dumbledore replied.
"Why would my father care?" Emily asked angrily.
"Harry is a good man Emily. He loves you very much. Now will you please tell me if you had any dreams?" Dumbledore asked patiently.
"Why would I want to have anything the same as my father?" Emily asked.
"Emily calm down," Dumbledore said.
"Professor sir, May I please leave. I have classes to attend," Emily said after a few minutes.
"Good day Emily. Please tell me if you have any strange dreams that make your head spin," Dumbledore said as Emily got up to leave. Emily nodded and left quickly. She rushed out of his office, down the spiral staircase and out through the Gargoyle, almost running into Professor McGonagall.
"Slow down Miss Potter!" McGonagall yelled after her.
"Sorry Professor," Emily yelled back and rushed off to Charms. She walked in quietly and took her seat at the front of the room, sitting between Rosie and Kelly.
"What did Dumbledore want?" Rosie whispered.
"He wanted to know if I had any strange dreams," Emily replied.
"That's weird," Kelly replied.
"Yeah, but Penny acted even weirder when she led me to his office," Emily replied.
"Young ladies, would you please pay attention!" Flitwick said. They blushed and took out some parchment to take notes.
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"What was your dream about?" Rosie asked once they were seated in the Great Hall for supper.
"That's the strange part, I can't remember anything about it now," Emily replied.
"Are you sure?" Kelly asked.
"I'm positive, all I remember is a dark room, a snake, and three people," Emily said.
"That's odd, maybe you'll have it again," Rosie said, even though she knew Emily probably wouldn't.
"Oh, but we found out who likes you," Kelly said, changing the subject.
"You did?" Emily asked.
"Yup," Rosie said with a smile on her face.
"Well who is it?" Emily asked.
"It's P…" Kelly began, but at that moment Emily clutched her head.
"My head! It hurts so bad," Emily whined, rubbing her forehead.
"You should go see Madam Pomfrey," Rosie suggested. Emily got up slowly and walked out of the hall, still clutching her forehead.
"You guys promised not to tell," Parker said after Emily had left.
"Sorry, we forgot," Kelly replied. Parker glared at them and took a drink from his goblet. Emily wandered up the stairs and through the corridors. She passed room after room, almost to the Hospital wing. She passed a slightly ajar door and stopped when she heard her name mentioned.
"Potter's daughter, you want me to take her?" Squeaked a voice Emily had heard before, but couldn't remember where.
"Yes, Halloween will be the perfect time," A cold voice replied.
"But, what if Dumbledore finds out?" The voice squeaked again.
"We'll be long gone by the time he finds her missing," The cold voice laughed evilly. Emily paled, her head was pounding even harder then before.
"Take me? Why me?" She thought. Then the sudden fear of being caught raced through her body. She rushed down the hall and up more stairs, then stopped in midstep, halfway up to the library.
"Dumbledore," She whispered and rushed back the way she came. She ran quickly past the door and back down into the entranceway, clutching her head. She ran as fast as she could up to the stone Gargoyle and collapsed before she could mutter the password. Dumbledore seeing her leave the Great Hall, decided to follow her and found her lying motionless on the ground in front of his office.