Harry walked into a dark, moist cave. 'Why the hell am I here?' he thought. 'When me and Ginny dreamed together, she controlled where we were...' He shrugged, and continued walking. When he was in the depths of the cave, a doorway opened into a brightly lit room, with a family sitting in the middle. There was a man and woman, apparently parents, because there was a bundle in the woman's lap. There were also two older people, maybe grandparents. The woman looked up, puzzled. "Hello? Can I help you?"
Harry stood, puzzled. 'Maybe I took the wrong person's dream...' "Is this, I mean, are you, Hermione?"
The younger woman stood, and handed the bundle to one of the grandparents. "Yes, I'm Hermione Dursley. This is my husband, Dudley, his parents, Vernon and Petunia, and there's our daughter, Saia. Can I help you?"
Harry was both appalled and happy at the same time. First, he wanted to slap his friend for marrying his cousin, whom he hated. But also, he wanted to hug her tightly, and be with her. He started to lift his hands to hug her, but he couldn't really control them. He felt his arms pull out his wand, and whisper, "I have come to reclaim what is rightfully mine. Imperio." 'What! What the hell am I doing?!' He felt himself force two words into her head. "Kill them." Harry gasped as Hermione whipped around, and yelled "AVADA KEDARVA!" at his aunt and uncle. They hardly had a chance to gasp before they dropped to the ground.
Harry released her mind as soon as he could. She ran to Dudley, who simply smacked her across her face. "Hermione, why did you do this? You said that you loved me! Please, leave!" All he could do was gasp as Dudley took the child, and ran from the cave. He turned to Hermione, who was laying on the rug, crying. "Herm, I'm so sorry!"
She looked up, hazel eyes streaming. "That's not what you're supposed to say, Tom," was all she said.
"Hermione, this is just a dream! I'm not Tom, I'm Harry!"
"Harry?" Her eyes darted to his forehead, then she collapsed once again in tears. "This damn dream keeps getting worse and worse!"
He sat underneath her head, and gently helped to calm her down. "Herm, is that what happened when you killed my aunt and uncle?"
"I'm sorry, Harry. Tom put me under the Imperious Curse, and made me kill them! I loved them, all of them, they were so nice to me! I never wanted them dead!"
"Who's Tom?"
"Voldemort..."
"So Voldemort killed my aunt and uncle?"
"I'm so sorry, Harry..."
"Hermione, where are you now?"
"With him, in hiding. In America."
"Come back to me, at Hogwarts. I will keep you safe."
"I don't want to, Harry. If I come back, then you will turn me into Fudge, and I will be put in Azkaban. I need to be free, so I can look for Saia."
Harry sighed, and conjured an image of a baby in bundles. He handed the image to his freind, and slowly began to walk out. Behind him, he could hear a sweet lullaby, promising a return to free the babe.
~*~*~
The woman whispered softly to the owl, and hurridly sent it on it's way. Behind it, flew her prayer. "Keep my daughter safe from harm, protect her from her father's charm..."
Harry stood, puzzled. 'Maybe I took the wrong person's dream...' "Is this, I mean, are you, Hermione?"
The younger woman stood, and handed the bundle to one of the grandparents. "Yes, I'm Hermione Dursley. This is my husband, Dudley, his parents, Vernon and Petunia, and there's our daughter, Saia. Can I help you?"
Harry was both appalled and happy at the same time. First, he wanted to slap his friend for marrying his cousin, whom he hated. But also, he wanted to hug her tightly, and be with her. He started to lift his hands to hug her, but he couldn't really control them. He felt his arms pull out his wand, and whisper, "I have come to reclaim what is rightfully mine. Imperio." 'What! What the hell am I doing?!' He felt himself force two words into her head. "Kill them." Harry gasped as Hermione whipped around, and yelled "AVADA KEDARVA!" at his aunt and uncle. They hardly had a chance to gasp before they dropped to the ground.
Harry released her mind as soon as he could. She ran to Dudley, who simply smacked her across her face. "Hermione, why did you do this? You said that you loved me! Please, leave!" All he could do was gasp as Dudley took the child, and ran from the cave. He turned to Hermione, who was laying on the rug, crying. "Herm, I'm so sorry!"
She looked up, hazel eyes streaming. "That's not what you're supposed to say, Tom," was all she said.
"Hermione, this is just a dream! I'm not Tom, I'm Harry!"
"Harry?" Her eyes darted to his forehead, then she collapsed once again in tears. "This damn dream keeps getting worse and worse!"
He sat underneath her head, and gently helped to calm her down. "Herm, is that what happened when you killed my aunt and uncle?"
"I'm sorry, Harry. Tom put me under the Imperious Curse, and made me kill them! I loved them, all of them, they were so nice to me! I never wanted them dead!"
"Who's Tom?"
"Voldemort..."
"So Voldemort killed my aunt and uncle?"
"I'm so sorry, Harry..."
"Hermione, where are you now?"
"With him, in hiding. In America."
"Come back to me, at Hogwarts. I will keep you safe."
"I don't want to, Harry. If I come back, then you will turn me into Fudge, and I will be put in Azkaban. I need to be free, so I can look for Saia."
Harry sighed, and conjured an image of a baby in bundles. He handed the image to his freind, and slowly began to walk out. Behind him, he could hear a sweet lullaby, promising a return to free the babe.
~*~*~
The woman whispered softly to the owl, and hurridly sent it on it's way. Behind it, flew her prayer. "Keep my daughter safe from harm, protect her from her father's charm..."