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SEEKER_2000, Malena, and Tadariada
Disclaimer: We don't own anything!!!!! The lines that were borrowed from GoF belong to J.K. as well as all of the characters!!!!! We're just borrowing them for a bit! Don't worry, we'll return them all okay (well, except for Snape maybe… he might have some burnt robes…)
Ron woke with a start. Someone was screaming. He sat up quickly, and
looked around wildly. Harry was asleep, shaking like mad and screaming. Ron twisted madly to scramble out of his sheets. There were a lot of noises coming from down the hall, and Ron could hear the BANG as a door shot open from a bedroom across the hall.
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN'S MAGICAL NAME IS HAPPENING?" Ron recognized as Fred's voice screeching. Ron ran over to the doorway, and was nearly trampled by several people coming into his room.
"Shhh! It's Harry." Ron whispered sharply, pointing to the still asleep figure of Harry. Harry was still tossing and turning, but had stopped screaming. "He's having a nightmare!" Ron explained quickly to the crowd that had gathered in his room. Fred, George, his parents, and Hermione were all breathing heavily and looking around shocked.
"Well that is one hell of a nightmare!" George said incredulously.
"He has them every night, but never like this." Ron said bitterly, sitting back down on his
."What?" Arthur Weasley asked. "Why haven't you told us son?" Ron sighed and rubbed his eyes. "I dunno..."
"Kids...let's go downstairs and talk about this...I don't want to wake Harry up." Mrs. Weasley said gently and headed for the door. They nodded to each other and walked out of the room down the stairs.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
In the kitchen, Nobody seemed in the moment. Ron was pacing, twisting his hands
together and Arthur was staring off into space. "What are we going to do?" George voiced, breaking the silence.
Arthur sighed and stopped his staring. "I don't know son." Mrs. Weasley had her head in her hands.
"What could he be dreaming about?" She said. "It's worrying me to pieces. I can't stand to see him in so much pain. Have you seen his eyes? They're so dull..."
"Their is a way..." Hermione said shakily. "I read about a potion that causes you to be able to go into someone else's dreams...."
"What?" George said. "You mean you want to barge into his dreams? I don't think he'd
like that much.".
Ron stopped and looked at Hermione. "Is...is it a hard potion?"
"You can't be serious! That's like....like invading his privacy..."George said.
"Oh, and like you don't ever read Ginny's diary..." Ron spat back.
"A diary is one thing Ron!" George said, his ears getting pink
Ron turned back to his dad, an eager glint in his eye. "Can we dad? Can we go in his dreams? I can't stand not knowing what happened to him. He's practically ill, and I don't know what I can do to help him!"
"Ron..." Hermione said in a dangerous tone.
"What?" Ron said turning to her. "You can't possibly tell me that you don't want to help him."
Hermione glared at him. "Oh of course I want to help him Ron! It's just
that the potion I'm talking about is very dangerous!"
"Screw all that, I don't care about the danger of it! You can get killed walking down the bloody street."
"Oh come off it Ron...Harry won't be too happy if he finds out." Fred said quietly.
Ron glared at the room. He made contact with every single person before he spoke again.
"I'm going to find out what's wrong with him, no matter what. I will do this with or without your help, but without it will take longer..."
~*~
"Okay, so we've got everything planned?" Ron asked, looking into the cauldron that was bubbling in the kitchen.
"Almost," Mrs. Weasley said. "We just need to let it simmer for a bit longer."
"What is that smell?"
Ron jumped and spun around. Harry was standing at the doorway, sniffing.
"I-er-I'm making some medicine for Ron," Mrs. Weasley said.
Harry frowned with concern and said, "Are you okay Ron?"
"Er… yes, he is," Mrs. Weasley said. "Just a bit of a cold." She elbowed Ron slightly.
"OW-er-AHH-COUGH!" Ron exclaimed.
Harry sniggered. "You sneeze weird." Ron gave a smile and a shrug. Harry grinned, yawned, and walked out.
"That was supposed to be a cough," Ron said, sounding a little frustrated.
~*~
Ron was lying awake. It was almost midnight. Harry was snoring softly on his camp bed, and his dreams seemed to be untroubled. They had taken the potion right before they went to bed, so they would be ready to Dream Hop at any second.
There was a soft tap on the door and Mrs. Weasley peeked inside.
"Anything yet?" she whispered. Ron shook his head. Mrs. Weasley turned and started to close the door, when Harry shuddered violently on his bed.
"Mum! Wait!" Ron said, throwing back his covers. Harry shuddered again and let out a gasp.
"Come on! Now! Go get Hermione and Fred," Ron said, getting out of bed and crouching down next to his friend. A moment later Mrs. Weasley had reappeared at the doorway with Hermione and Fred.
"What do we do now?" Ron asked, looking down at his friend.
"Touch him and say Endrayopay," Mrs. Weasley commanded. Ron gently touched Harry on the shoulder and repeated what his mother had said. Hermione and Fred followed suit.
Ron was falling through darkness. Wind was whipping around him and it reminded him of Floo Powder traveling. Suddenly he landed on the ground with a loud THUD!
"Mum never said anything about Dream Hopping hurting," Ron grumbled, getting up and dusting off his pajamas. There were three more loud thuds, signaling the arrival of Hermione, Fred, and Mrs. Weasley.
"Heavens, that was a drop!" Mrs. Weasley said as Fred helped her to her feet.
"Where are we?" Hermione asked, looking around in the night.
"I don't know," Fred said. "Doesn't look like anyplace I've ever seen before."
"In Harry's dream you idiot," Ron said.
"We know that," Hermione snapped. "But… where?"
"Oh my god," Mrs. Weasley gasped. She was pointing at something. They were on top of a hill looking down at a graveyard.
"What?" Ron asked, squinting through the darkness.
"Harry." She was shaking slightly. In the middle of the graveyard was Harry, tied to a gravestone. Light from a bubbling cauldron was flickering on his face. There was a look on his face unlike anything Ron had ever seen before. It looked like a mixture of fear and horror.
"Harry!" Hermione shrieked.
"He can't hear you-"
"B-blood of the enemy… forcibly taken… you will… resurrect your foe," stuttered a new voice from in the graveyard.
"Who is that!?" Ginny screamed. She was pointing at a figure that was staggering over to Harry. "What is he-AHHH!"
The figure had just stuck a knife into Harry's arm. Harry's eyes snapped shut, and nothing could voice the pain he was experiencing. Hermione and Ginny hid their faces and Ron and Fred could only look on in horror as the figure took a vial out of its robes and took some of the blood that was dribbling down Harry's robes.
"That is sick…" George gasped. "Who would-"
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, grasping onto Ron's arm painfully. "That's-that's Sca-Wormtail!"
"What-" Mrs. Weasley said.
"SHH!" They both said.
There was a mist covering the graveyard now. Through the mist they could see something rising out of the large cauldron that was in the middle of the gravestones.
"What the-"
There was a cold voice, saying something that they couldn't hear. Wormtail scrambled forward. A second later a man stepped out of the cauldron and turned around, so they could see them.
Three loud screams pierced the air. Hermione, Ginny, and Ron had all backed away suddenly, horrified of what they saw standing before Harry.
"Wh-What is that?!" Fred said in a disgusted voice.
"It… could only be… one person," Mrs. Weasley gasped. "You-Know-Who."
Hermione whimpered.
Voldemort had turned to Harry and was saying something.
The four people up on the hill got deathly quiet so they would be able to hear what was going on.
"You stand, Harry Potter, upon the remains of my late father," said the hideous creature that was pacing in front of Harry. "A Muggle and a fool… very like your dear mother. But they both had their uses, did they not? Your mother died to defend you as a child…"
Suddenly Ron and the others were lifted up off their feet and found themselves falling through darkness again…
~*~
"I wonder what's going on?" George said, looking in on his little brother's room.
Mr. Weasley, who was standing beside George, shrugged slightly and looked at where his wife, children, and Hermione were sitting. They each had a hand on Harry's arm or back, and they all had blank looks on their face. Harry shuddered again.
"I hope they're okay," George said.
"Don't worry, they are," Mr. Weasley said. "Dream Hopping can't hurt anyone physically."
George simply nodded…
~*~
They had traveled to a new scene. They were still in the graveyard, but they were closer to Harry and Voldemort.
Ron yelled out when he saw what was going on. Death Eaters had appeared and were standing in a circle around Harry and Voldemort. There was a giant web of golden light surrounding them. Voldemort was shrieking at them, "Do nothing unless I command you!"
Ron turned and looked at Hermione, who was mouthing wordlessly in horror.
Something was going on in the web of light, and suddenly there were loud echoing screams coming from the web. Then, through the top of the web a smoky, silver hand floated away.
"What on earth…" Mrs. Weasley gasped as a figure walked out of the golden web.
"Tha-That-That's-" Ginny stuttered.
"Cedric Diggory?" Fred gasped. "But-"
There were more screams coming from the cage of golden light and then another figure walked out. An old man that none of them had ever seen before. Seconds later a new voice came from inside the web.
"Don't let him get you, Harry- don't let go!"
And then Bertha Jorkins walked out as well.
"How the hell is that happening?" Fred yelled.
"Priori Incantatem," Hermione said. "I've read about it! But I've never read about this-"
Ron was staring into the web, and could see a new ghost-person appearing. Ron had seen this person in the pictures that Harry had shown him.
"Is that-"
"Shh!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed.
"Your father's coming," said a female voice. "He wants to see you… it will be all right… hold on…"
"That's Lily Potter," Mrs. Weasley gasped. Another figure had appeared. He looked like Harry… "And that's James!"
Ron could only imagine what Harry was thinking. He was actually seeing his parents….
Something new was happening. The ghost-like people were circling around the cage. Ron felt a bit of satisfaction when he saw the horrified looks on the Death Eater's face. He glanced back into the web and saw James whispering something to Harry.
"NOW!" he heard Harry burst out and he broke the connection that had been connecting the wands together.
"GO HARRY!" Fred bellowed. Harry, of course, didn't pay any attention to the people yelling at him to run faster. Harry had started toward the body of Cedric, but the scene faded again and they were falling through blackness once more.
~*~
They were standing in front of a house. Ron had never seen it before. Hermione was gasping and whimpering from what they had just witnessed.
"Where are we now?" Ginny asked, looking fearful of what was yet to come.
"Godric's Hollow," Fred replied.
"How do you know that?" Ron asked. Fred pointed to a sign.
GODRIC'S HOLLOW
"Why does this not feel right?" Ron said.
"Maybe it's because we're inside a dream!" Ginny shrieked. "We should get out of here. NOW!"
"But we don't know if this adds to what Harry is scared of…" Ron said. "I'm going into that house."
"Ron-wait!" Hermione yelled as Ron tramped across the lawn and up to the door. He pushed the door open and walked inside. There was some music playing on the radio. A man, a woman, and a baby were sitting at the kitchen table. The baby was gurgling something while the woman attempted to feed him something.
"Oh my god…" Hermione gasped, for she had followed Ron into the room. "That's-"
"I know."
"Then we're going to see-"
"Perhaps."
"Ron."
"Yes?"
"I'm scared." Ron stared at Hermione. It had been the first time that she had admitted that…
"So am I," Ron said. Suddenly the door burst open. Hermione screamed and jumped out of the way as Voldemort swept into the house.
"Lily! Take Harry and run!" yelled James, getting up from the table and taking out his wand.
Lily scooped up the child who had cried out when Voldemort had appeared in the house. She bolted up the stairs with the squirming child in her arms.
James had shot a spell at Voldemort. The Dark Lord laughed slightly. There was a flash of green light, a rushing sound, and James fell limply to the ground. Dead.
Voldemort then followed the steps up to where Lily and Harry were…
Ron started to follow, but he stopped at the sound of Lily screaming.
"No! Please! Not Harry! Take me instead-" There was more screaming and then all was quiet…
There was a sobbing sound from behind Ron and Hermione. Mrs. Weasley had come into the house, and was crying. Suddenly there was a huge BOOM and a huge flash of green light. Then everything faded into blackness…
