Chapter Fourteen
Of Sisters, Sirius's Gift and Amulets from Thin Air
Ginny stopped breathing and nearly fainted. Draco tried to speak, and failed miserably. Ron fumed at the pair of them, completely forgetting that he was thought to be dead and only knowing that his worst enemy was HOLDING his little sister.
It was, of course, Harmony who brought calm. She slipped down next to Ron so quietly that no one noticed and spoke, sending everyone else about a foot in the air.
"I think we have a bit of explaining to do." She said.
"WE?!" Ron exclaimed. "WE?! What about THEM! That is DRACO MALFOY! I want to know why he's TOUCHING MY SISTER!!!!!!!!!"
"Ron," Harmony said calmly. "Has nothing Crystal said stayed in the space between your ears? They think you're DEAD!"
"And as soon as I'm dead she goes trotting off with a Malfoy!?" Ron retorted. Harmony sighed.
"Hello Miss Weasley and Mr. Malfoy. My name is Pricncess Harmony and this is Marigold's village idiot." At this, Draco couldn't help but laugh. This loosened up everyone.... everyone but Ginny.
"I don't understand..." She said, looking around in disbelief.
"C'mon," Harmony said, putting her arm around the red haired girl. "Let's go back to the castle and we'll explain."
"Hogwarts?" Ginny said hopefully.
"No," Harmony replied, laughing silently at this reaction, so much like Ron's. "When I said 'Princess' Harmony, I meant PRINCESS." And with that they headed deeper into the forest. Ron told Ginny everything, even Harmony's last name, which Harmony thought was rather rude as it wasn't any of his business. She sighed, oh well.
Meanwhile, she chatted with Draco, and found a real kindred spirit. Strange, while different in so many ways, their bond as Slytherins shone through. Strangers would've thought that the couples had switched. People who knew them would've said "EWWWWW! Ron's going out with GINNY!?" Let's not go there.
They reached Marigold, and Ron and Harmony couldn't help but grin at the looks of awe on their faces at the sight of the castle and it's similarities to Hogwarts. Sirius came down and nearly scared Ginny to death. While Draco had known since forever that Black had been framed, it took quite a lot of convincing for Ginny. But afterward they sat down and had a good chat. Another near heart attack for the two of them when their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor popped into the picture.
The six of them sat in a semi-circle around the fire, laughing as the story unfolded, from everyone's point of veiw. Ron had INSISTED that he and Harmony sat between Ginny and Draco, but that didn't stop them from looking at each other. Ron hit Draco several times, and Harmony had to prevent several fights. But other than that, it was fun....
All in all it was a very tiring experience for Ginny and Draco, who spent the night in Marigold, obviously. After they had been shown to their SEPERATE rooms Ron flopped into an armchair near the fire.
"C'mon..." Said Harmony coaxingly with a smile. "You enjoyed that."
"Well, of course I enjoyed seeing my sister." Ron snapped.
"Yeah, but you didn't mind Draco being here too," Harmony pointed out. Ron sighed.
"I guess not," He mumbled, then sighed. "God, I miss Hogwarts."
"Huh?" Harmony had not been expeting this.
"Ginny and even Malfoy are making me, well, homesick for Hogwarts. And Harry. And even Hermione. I wish I could send them a Christmas present or something." Ron said.
"Did you say 'present'?" Harmony asked. "I don't believe I've given you yours yet." Ron blushed slightly as Harmony helped him up and led him out of the room.
"You didn't have to," Ron mumbled.
"Didn't have to!?" Harmony exclaimed. "After this bracelet?" I don't think so." Ron had given Harmony a solid silver charm bracelet and four charms; a music note, a snake, a crown, and a flute. The flute, Ron said, was what her voice reminded him of as she sang. Harmony had started crying.
Ron was surprised to find himself in the study--again. She sat him down and opened the cupboard. It didn't look that dangerous, but Ron knew for a fact that if you weren't a decendent of Salazar AND Marigold Slytherin the door would blow you to bits. Ron had often wondered what needed such heavy protection, and he guessed now he would find out.
Harmony pulled out three black velvet boxes. She sat down, and carefully handed one to Ron. He took it, and, fingers trembling a bit more than slightly, opened it. He gasped.
Carefully aranged in the box (which was black silk on the inside) was an amulet of a badger carved completely from obsidian. It hung on a gold chain. Ron picked it up, and the carved badger started GLOWING.
"Uh....jewelry?"
"It's your amulet for the battle," Harmony said. She pulled out a necklace that had been hidden behind her dress. It was an solid emerald snake on a silver chain, and also glowing. "Sirius has one too, it looks like a miniature galaxy in a tiny glass ball. You said you wanted to send presents to Harry and Hermione, right? Look at this!"
Ron sat next to Harmony, still clutching both the amulet and the box which had held it. Harmony opened the remaining boxes. The first amulet was a ruby lion, also on a gold chain. The other was a sapphire eagle on a bronze chain. Amazing.
"They won't arrive to Hogwarts until tommorrow," Harmony said. "And they'll be sent to Dumbledore. I'll send a note saying who they're for, as if he couldn't figure it out himself. Need a little help with that?" Harmony asked trying very hard not to laugh (and failing miserably) as she watched Ron struggle with the clasp of the amulet. He didn't have any experience with jewelry, of course, but it was still funny. With Harmony's help he finally got it on, although protesting the whole time that it 'wasn't funny.' Uh-huh, whatever you say, dear.
December 26 was always a bit of a downer for Albus Dumbledore, who enjoyed Christmas very much indeed. No more mistletoe (which, he had noticed, Miss Weasley and Mr. Malfoy had taken full advantage of, a strange couple, but if it worked for them, it worked for him), no more trees, no more cookies, no more carols, no more gifts--
As if reading his mind, an owl bearing two wrapped packages flew through Albus's window. A green owl. Whatever. Dumbledore releived the owl of it's burden and sent it on it's way, opening the note.
PLEASE GIVE THE ENCLOSED PACKAGES TO HARRY POTTER AND HERMIONE GRANGER.
Dumbledore frowned. He had no idea what was in these so-called 'presents' so he decided he'd find out. He summoned Harry and Hermione to his office.
"Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, do sit down," He greeted them, motioning to the seats in front of his desk. They looked slightly nervous as they took their seats.
"These just came to you by owl order. I have no idea what they are or who they are from." Dumabledore said, handing the two beautifully wrapped packages to the bewildered students. They looked up at Dumbledore questioningly.
"Well, don't dawdle, open them!" Dumbledore said, motioning to the packages. Hermione went first, carefully undoing the green silk bow and removing the red wrapping paper. Inside was a black velvet box. With a very confused look and slightly trembling fingers she opened it. She gasped and nearly fell out of her chair.
"What is it?!" Harry said. Hermione reached into the box and pulled out a sapphire eagle attached to a long bronze chain. Harry stared. Even Dumbledore found it difficult to hide his shock. However, unlike Harry and Hermione, Dumbledore knew what Hermione was holding.
Dumbledore had known, of course, that Hermione was the Heir of Ravenclaw, but he hadn't expected the Amulet just to come out of thin air. The world works in mysterious ways.
Harry pulled out a ruby lion on a gold chain. The two of them looked at Dumbledore curiously.
"They arrived by owl just now," He explained, but it was apparent that they didn't believe him.
"What ARE these?" Hermione said, fingering her necklace in awe. It was apparent that Harry was impressed, but he didn't appreciate the beauty of the Amulets. To him, it was jewelry.
"I'm not sure," Dumbledore lied. He was under NO circumstances allowed to tell Harry and Hermione what they were holding. They had to figure it out on there own. "But they look like powerful magical objects. I suggest you keep them nearby to you at all times." Hermione didn't seem to have a problem with this, but Dumbledore had to smile at Harry's obvious thoughts of lugging around a very heavy, very expensive girly object.
"I suggest you go enjoy yourselves, your classes are approaching only too quickly." He said, and turned. Harry and Hermione, with nothing better to say, turned on heel and walked out of the office.
Sirius stood leaning over a balcony, watching an owl flap northward. The sun was just begining to rise. He jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked over and saw Crystal smiling up at him.
"What's wrong?" She asked. Sirius sighed.
"I'm breaking the law." He replied unenthusiastically. Crystal grinned.
"What else is new?"
"Seriously."
"Black?" She replied. Sirius rolled his eyes.
"Really, I just sent a Christmas gift to Harry." Sirius said. Crystal did a double take.
"But...but..." Crystal tried to find words to fit the situation. After all, Crystal was fairly sure that Harry thought Sirius dead.
"Yeah, just don't tell Harmony. She may be laid back, and I may be her friend, but I'm still breaking the law and she's still royalty, either way."
"Yeah." Crystal said, watching the sun peer over the horizan. "Sirius?"
"Hmm?"
"What did you send him?"
"That was incredibly strange." Harry said as he and Hermione slowly made their way up to the Gryffindor common room. Hermione nodded her head and started fiddling with the amulet. Harry suddenly took a step backward.
"What?" Hermione asked. "Did I turn purple?"
"That...that...THING is GLOWING!" Harry said, pointing a finger at the sapphire eagle. Hermione looked down and gasped.
"Cool," She said, fingering it even more. Harry looked down at his. The ruby lion was glowing as well.
"Weird." He said, shaking his head as he reached the Fat Lady.
"Tinkerbell." Harry said, and she swung open.
"Well," Hermione said as they enetered. "It can't get any stranger than--" But she cut off upon seeing an owl in the common room. A green owl.
"What the...?" Harry said, walking over to it. The green creature was carrying a a heavy looking parcel wrapped in gold. Harry took it dully, thinking that he had had enough mysterious presents for one day. The owl flew off immediatly.
"What is it, Harry?" Hermione asked curiously. Harry looked down at the wrapping paper, and gasped. He recognized that hand writing.
"It's from....Sirius." Harry said, his eyes wide. Hermione gaped.
"Well, open it!" She said, sitting on the arm of the chair Harry had fallen into in his shock. He carfully removed the paper, and found...a yearbook.
"It was Sirius's..." Harry said with understanding. He opened it and found the first page full of singnatures and notes. He would've read them on the spot, but his eyes seemed out of focus. He flipped and found a picture of a pretty teenage girl, who was smiling, and waving happily, holding a broom and wearing Gryffindor Quidditch robes.
"In Loving Memory of Julia Christine Jenkins" Hermione read. "Do you think she's related to the professor?" Harry shrugged and began to flip through the yearbook.
He found a picture of his parents a few pages later, as head boy and girl. Harry swallowed fiercely. He continued flipping, not really paying much attention...until he found a large picture under the heading 'The Halloween Dance'.
His parents. But not just his parents. They were in the center, holding hands. Next to James (costumed as an elf) was Sirius (costumed as an axe murderer), his arms wrapped around the waist of a pretty witch (costumed as someone murdered with an axe) with short, dark hair and a devilish smile. Peter (costumed as an ancient socerer) standing next to them, smiling like a maniac. On his mothers right (She was a sprite) was Remus Lupin (costumed as a prince), his arm around the shoulders of the witch he had seen at the front of the book...Julia Jenkins (costumed as a princess). Next to her were two more witches, who were sticking there tongues out and generally looking very happy. One (costumed as the devil) had long blonde hair and green eyes. The other (costumed as a cat), wavy auburn hair and peircing blue eyes. Then another couple, a witch with dark, sparkly hair (costumed as a phoenix) holding hands with a handsome looking wizard (costumed as Peter Pan) with a dopey smile on his face.
"Here's their names!" Hermione said, pointing to words written under the picture. "From left to right, Peter Pettigrew, Crystal Jenkins, Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, Julia Jenkins, Miranda Himalia, Topanga Topinside, Rhiannon Romandle, and Charles Granite. Hey! See that girl with Sirius?" She said excitedly, pointing.
"Yeah." Harry said, not taking his eyes off his parents.
"That's our Dark Arts professor!" She exclaimed.
"JENKINS!" Harry said laughing. They enjoyed laughing over the rest of the yearbook, finding several more pictures of Sirius and Jenkins, most with some sort of innappropriate comment from James, Remus, or Peter.
That night Harry had another extremely vivid dream with Ron in it. He was standing outside of a semi-circle of people, who were lit up by the fire. Ron was sitting next to the blonde girl, Draco Malfoy on her other side and Ginny next to Ron. Sirius and Jenkins were there as well. They were talking and laughing and generally looking as if they were having a wonderful time.
Harry desperately wanted to get into the circle and be with them, but, try as he might, there seemed to be some sort of invisible wall seperating them. Harry looked up desperately, and saw another person in the cold shadows, trying desperatly to get inside. Hermione.
Harry woke up breathing hard. He went down to the common room and was surprised to find Hermione sitting in an armchair staring into the fire.
"Can't sleep?" Harry said. She turned around.
"No." She said. "I had a dream. There was Ron, Ginny, Draco Malfoy, Sirius, Professor Jenkins, and some blonde chic..."
Of Sisters, Sirius's Gift and Amulets from Thin Air
Ginny stopped breathing and nearly fainted. Draco tried to speak, and failed miserably. Ron fumed at the pair of them, completely forgetting that he was thought to be dead and only knowing that his worst enemy was HOLDING his little sister.
It was, of course, Harmony who brought calm. She slipped down next to Ron so quietly that no one noticed and spoke, sending everyone else about a foot in the air.
"I think we have a bit of explaining to do." She said.
"WE?!" Ron exclaimed. "WE?! What about THEM! That is DRACO MALFOY! I want to know why he's TOUCHING MY SISTER!!!!!!!!!"
"Ron," Harmony said calmly. "Has nothing Crystal said stayed in the space between your ears? They think you're DEAD!"
"And as soon as I'm dead she goes trotting off with a Malfoy!?" Ron retorted. Harmony sighed.
"Hello Miss Weasley and Mr. Malfoy. My name is Pricncess Harmony and this is Marigold's village idiot." At this, Draco couldn't help but laugh. This loosened up everyone.... everyone but Ginny.
"I don't understand..." She said, looking around in disbelief.
"C'mon," Harmony said, putting her arm around the red haired girl. "Let's go back to the castle and we'll explain."
"Hogwarts?" Ginny said hopefully.
"No," Harmony replied, laughing silently at this reaction, so much like Ron's. "When I said 'Princess' Harmony, I meant PRINCESS." And with that they headed deeper into the forest. Ron told Ginny everything, even Harmony's last name, which Harmony thought was rather rude as it wasn't any of his business. She sighed, oh well.
Meanwhile, she chatted with Draco, and found a real kindred spirit. Strange, while different in so many ways, their bond as Slytherins shone through. Strangers would've thought that the couples had switched. People who knew them would've said "EWWWWW! Ron's going out with GINNY!?" Let's not go there.
They reached Marigold, and Ron and Harmony couldn't help but grin at the looks of awe on their faces at the sight of the castle and it's similarities to Hogwarts. Sirius came down and nearly scared Ginny to death. While Draco had known since forever that Black had been framed, it took quite a lot of convincing for Ginny. But afterward they sat down and had a good chat. Another near heart attack for the two of them when their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor popped into the picture.
The six of them sat in a semi-circle around the fire, laughing as the story unfolded, from everyone's point of veiw. Ron had INSISTED that he and Harmony sat between Ginny and Draco, but that didn't stop them from looking at each other. Ron hit Draco several times, and Harmony had to prevent several fights. But other than that, it was fun....
All in all it was a very tiring experience for Ginny and Draco, who spent the night in Marigold, obviously. After they had been shown to their SEPERATE rooms Ron flopped into an armchair near the fire.
"C'mon..." Said Harmony coaxingly with a smile. "You enjoyed that."
"Well, of course I enjoyed seeing my sister." Ron snapped.
"Yeah, but you didn't mind Draco being here too," Harmony pointed out. Ron sighed.
"I guess not," He mumbled, then sighed. "God, I miss Hogwarts."
"Huh?" Harmony had not been expeting this.
"Ginny and even Malfoy are making me, well, homesick for Hogwarts. And Harry. And even Hermione. I wish I could send them a Christmas present or something." Ron said.
"Did you say 'present'?" Harmony asked. "I don't believe I've given you yours yet." Ron blushed slightly as Harmony helped him up and led him out of the room.
"You didn't have to," Ron mumbled.
"Didn't have to!?" Harmony exclaimed. "After this bracelet?" I don't think so." Ron had given Harmony a solid silver charm bracelet and four charms; a music note, a snake, a crown, and a flute. The flute, Ron said, was what her voice reminded him of as she sang. Harmony had started crying.
Ron was surprised to find himself in the study--again. She sat him down and opened the cupboard. It didn't look that dangerous, but Ron knew for a fact that if you weren't a decendent of Salazar AND Marigold Slytherin the door would blow you to bits. Ron had often wondered what needed such heavy protection, and he guessed now he would find out.
Harmony pulled out three black velvet boxes. She sat down, and carefully handed one to Ron. He took it, and, fingers trembling a bit more than slightly, opened it. He gasped.
Carefully aranged in the box (which was black silk on the inside) was an amulet of a badger carved completely from obsidian. It hung on a gold chain. Ron picked it up, and the carved badger started GLOWING.
"Uh....jewelry?"
"It's your amulet for the battle," Harmony said. She pulled out a necklace that had been hidden behind her dress. It was an solid emerald snake on a silver chain, and also glowing. "Sirius has one too, it looks like a miniature galaxy in a tiny glass ball. You said you wanted to send presents to Harry and Hermione, right? Look at this!"
Ron sat next to Harmony, still clutching both the amulet and the box which had held it. Harmony opened the remaining boxes. The first amulet was a ruby lion, also on a gold chain. The other was a sapphire eagle on a bronze chain. Amazing.
"They won't arrive to Hogwarts until tommorrow," Harmony said. "And they'll be sent to Dumbledore. I'll send a note saying who they're for, as if he couldn't figure it out himself. Need a little help with that?" Harmony asked trying very hard not to laugh (and failing miserably) as she watched Ron struggle with the clasp of the amulet. He didn't have any experience with jewelry, of course, but it was still funny. With Harmony's help he finally got it on, although protesting the whole time that it 'wasn't funny.' Uh-huh, whatever you say, dear.
December 26 was always a bit of a downer for Albus Dumbledore, who enjoyed Christmas very much indeed. No more mistletoe (which, he had noticed, Miss Weasley and Mr. Malfoy had taken full advantage of, a strange couple, but if it worked for them, it worked for him), no more trees, no more cookies, no more carols, no more gifts--
As if reading his mind, an owl bearing two wrapped packages flew through Albus's window. A green owl. Whatever. Dumbledore releived the owl of it's burden and sent it on it's way, opening the note.
PLEASE GIVE THE ENCLOSED PACKAGES TO HARRY POTTER AND HERMIONE GRANGER.
Dumbledore frowned. He had no idea what was in these so-called 'presents' so he decided he'd find out. He summoned Harry and Hermione to his office.
"Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, do sit down," He greeted them, motioning to the seats in front of his desk. They looked slightly nervous as they took their seats.
"These just came to you by owl order. I have no idea what they are or who they are from." Dumabledore said, handing the two beautifully wrapped packages to the bewildered students. They looked up at Dumbledore questioningly.
"Well, don't dawdle, open them!" Dumbledore said, motioning to the packages. Hermione went first, carefully undoing the green silk bow and removing the red wrapping paper. Inside was a black velvet box. With a very confused look and slightly trembling fingers she opened it. She gasped and nearly fell out of her chair.
"What is it?!" Harry said. Hermione reached into the box and pulled out a sapphire eagle attached to a long bronze chain. Harry stared. Even Dumbledore found it difficult to hide his shock. However, unlike Harry and Hermione, Dumbledore knew what Hermione was holding.
Dumbledore had known, of course, that Hermione was the Heir of Ravenclaw, but he hadn't expected the Amulet just to come out of thin air. The world works in mysterious ways.
Harry pulled out a ruby lion on a gold chain. The two of them looked at Dumbledore curiously.
"They arrived by owl just now," He explained, but it was apparent that they didn't believe him.
"What ARE these?" Hermione said, fingering her necklace in awe. It was apparent that Harry was impressed, but he didn't appreciate the beauty of the Amulets. To him, it was jewelry.
"I'm not sure," Dumbledore lied. He was under NO circumstances allowed to tell Harry and Hermione what they were holding. They had to figure it out on there own. "But they look like powerful magical objects. I suggest you keep them nearby to you at all times." Hermione didn't seem to have a problem with this, but Dumbledore had to smile at Harry's obvious thoughts of lugging around a very heavy, very expensive girly object.
"I suggest you go enjoy yourselves, your classes are approaching only too quickly." He said, and turned. Harry and Hermione, with nothing better to say, turned on heel and walked out of the office.
Sirius stood leaning over a balcony, watching an owl flap northward. The sun was just begining to rise. He jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked over and saw Crystal smiling up at him.
"What's wrong?" She asked. Sirius sighed.
"I'm breaking the law." He replied unenthusiastically. Crystal grinned.
"What else is new?"
"Seriously."
"Black?" She replied. Sirius rolled his eyes.
"Really, I just sent a Christmas gift to Harry." Sirius said. Crystal did a double take.
"But...but..." Crystal tried to find words to fit the situation. After all, Crystal was fairly sure that Harry thought Sirius dead.
"Yeah, just don't tell Harmony. She may be laid back, and I may be her friend, but I'm still breaking the law and she's still royalty, either way."
"Yeah." Crystal said, watching the sun peer over the horizan. "Sirius?"
"Hmm?"
"What did you send him?"
"That was incredibly strange." Harry said as he and Hermione slowly made their way up to the Gryffindor common room. Hermione nodded her head and started fiddling with the amulet. Harry suddenly took a step backward.
"What?" Hermione asked. "Did I turn purple?"
"That...that...THING is GLOWING!" Harry said, pointing a finger at the sapphire eagle. Hermione looked down and gasped.
"Cool," She said, fingering it even more. Harry looked down at his. The ruby lion was glowing as well.
"Weird." He said, shaking his head as he reached the Fat Lady.
"Tinkerbell." Harry said, and she swung open.
"Well," Hermione said as they enetered. "It can't get any stranger than--" But she cut off upon seeing an owl in the common room. A green owl.
"What the...?" Harry said, walking over to it. The green creature was carrying a a heavy looking parcel wrapped in gold. Harry took it dully, thinking that he had had enough mysterious presents for one day. The owl flew off immediatly.
"What is it, Harry?" Hermione asked curiously. Harry looked down at the wrapping paper, and gasped. He recognized that hand writing.
"It's from....Sirius." Harry said, his eyes wide. Hermione gaped.
"Well, open it!" She said, sitting on the arm of the chair Harry had fallen into in his shock. He carfully removed the paper, and found...a yearbook.
"It was Sirius's..." Harry said with understanding. He opened it and found the first page full of singnatures and notes. He would've read them on the spot, but his eyes seemed out of focus. He flipped and found a picture of a pretty teenage girl, who was smiling, and waving happily, holding a broom and wearing Gryffindor Quidditch robes.
"In Loving Memory of Julia Christine Jenkins" Hermione read. "Do you think she's related to the professor?" Harry shrugged and began to flip through the yearbook.
He found a picture of his parents a few pages later, as head boy and girl. Harry swallowed fiercely. He continued flipping, not really paying much attention...until he found a large picture under the heading 'The Halloween Dance'.
His parents. But not just his parents. They were in the center, holding hands. Next to James (costumed as an elf) was Sirius (costumed as an axe murderer), his arms wrapped around the waist of a pretty witch (costumed as someone murdered with an axe) with short, dark hair and a devilish smile. Peter (costumed as an ancient socerer) standing next to them, smiling like a maniac. On his mothers right (She was a sprite) was Remus Lupin (costumed as a prince), his arm around the shoulders of the witch he had seen at the front of the book...Julia Jenkins (costumed as a princess). Next to her were two more witches, who were sticking there tongues out and generally looking very happy. One (costumed as the devil) had long blonde hair and green eyes. The other (costumed as a cat), wavy auburn hair and peircing blue eyes. Then another couple, a witch with dark, sparkly hair (costumed as a phoenix) holding hands with a handsome looking wizard (costumed as Peter Pan) with a dopey smile on his face.
"Here's their names!" Hermione said, pointing to words written under the picture. "From left to right, Peter Pettigrew, Crystal Jenkins, Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, Julia Jenkins, Miranda Himalia, Topanga Topinside, Rhiannon Romandle, and Charles Granite. Hey! See that girl with Sirius?" She said excitedly, pointing.
"Yeah." Harry said, not taking his eyes off his parents.
"That's our Dark Arts professor!" She exclaimed.
"JENKINS!" Harry said laughing. They enjoyed laughing over the rest of the yearbook, finding several more pictures of Sirius and Jenkins, most with some sort of innappropriate comment from James, Remus, or Peter.
That night Harry had another extremely vivid dream with Ron in it. He was standing outside of a semi-circle of people, who were lit up by the fire. Ron was sitting next to the blonde girl, Draco Malfoy on her other side and Ginny next to Ron. Sirius and Jenkins were there as well. They were talking and laughing and generally looking as if they were having a wonderful time.
Harry desperately wanted to get into the circle and be with them, but, try as he might, there seemed to be some sort of invisible wall seperating them. Harry looked up desperately, and saw another person in the cold shadows, trying desperatly to get inside. Hermione.
Harry woke up breathing hard. He went down to the common room and was surprised to find Hermione sitting in an armchair staring into the fire.
"Can't sleep?" Harry said. She turned around.
"No." She said. "I had a dream. There was Ron, Ginny, Draco Malfoy, Sirius, Professor Jenkins, and some blonde chic..."