Chapter Four Dreaming and the Plot Thickens

James was above the Hogwarts Quidditch stadium. It was full of people he had never seen before. There were different teachers and some that looked a bit older, he floated around, and suddenly someone started announcing some players, but he couldn't hear properly, because of the rain and thunder.

He was suddenly drawn on a figure flying on a broomstick he had never seen before. He had messy black, that not even that amount of water managed to flatten. He seemed to be about thirteen. James got a bit closer. Could it be him in the future?

But the boy turned around trying to see in the rain, and James decided that it couldn't possibly be him. This boy had a lighting bolt scar on his forehead and emerald-like green eyes.

James watched the game, and marveled at how well the boy could fly. They paused for a while, and James saw girl with bushy brown hair put a spell on his glasses, and then they went back up in the air.

James was really enjoying the game. It was very interesting, but he still could understand what it meant. There was a lighting and James saw a big black dog.

Suddenly, he knew that something was wrong. He looked down to the ground and saw lots of cloaked figures. He remembered his father telling him about them once, Dementors, the guards of Azkaban, but what were they doing in Hogwarts?

James glanced at his look-a-like and realized something was terribly wrong, and sure enough, the boy fainted and fell down. James could hear in a very far away sound, and he instantly realized that it was what the boy was hearing.

"Not Harry! Please, not Harry!"

James was pulled in to the boy's body and could see the floor drawing closer, his last thought before he woke up was that there was something familiar in that voice. _____________________________________________________________________

James woke up with a start. He looked around, and realized that the others were still sleeping-Wait! Where was Remus?

It had been a few weeks since their first prank, and they were already thinking about a new one, but had quite a lot of homework and there were more teachers patrolling at night.

James didn't know what to do. He decided to not wake up the others. It might be nothing, after all. So, he picked up a DADA book and made his way downstairs to read, as he couldn't sleep again. When he was about to go down the stairs, he realized that someone else was coming out. Lily Evans.

"Hey Lily!" Said James in quietly as to not wake anyone up. She looked up and smiled.

"Hello James," She said walking over to him. They both made their way to the common room. "So, couldn't sleep either?" asked James. Lily nodded.

"You?"

"I had a very weird dream. It was nice and interesting at the beginning, but the end." his voice trailed off, and Lily nodded. They both sat down next in front of the fire.

"Yes, I had one a bit like that as well. Very strange and it seemed almost real." James nodded.

"I know the feeling. Want to talk about yours?" he asked, Lily thought for a moment the nodded.

"Yes, I was really strange. There was this stadium full of people. It looked like the one here at Hogwarts," James paled but she didn't notice, "then there was this boy who looked a lot like you, James, but he had green eyes, a bit like mine, really, and he was flying around the stadium like he was looking for something. Then suddenly there was a lighting and you could see clearly a big black dog, and then the stadium filled up with Dementors and he fell off the broom. It was horrible! It was like I was falling with him and then there was a woman pleading for someone called Harry." her voice grew quieter. Then she shook it off. "What about yours?" she asked gently then looked up to see James very pale.

"It-It was the-the same. I mean I dreamed the same thing." Lily paled a bit too.

"But-But that is impossible. what do you think this means?" She asked completely thrown off by what he said.

"I have no idea. I have no idea." he said shaking his head. They sat in silence for a bit. Until they head someone coming down the stairs. Sirius.

"Good morning!" He said yawning sitting next to James. "What's up with you two?" Lily and James looked at each other, silently agreeing to tell him.

"We had very strange dream tonight," said James. Sirius leaned forward, and Lily continued.

"The weirdest part is that. we had the same dream. Identical in every detail." Sirius eyes widened and he started pacing.

"Whoa, you mean you both dreamed the same thing!?" he asked looking at both of them, they nodded, "That's so-so weird! What did you dream about?" he asked curiously, Lily spoke up.

"About a boy almost identical to James with a strange scar on his forehead and green eyes." Sirius looked to one another and imagined James with Lily's eyes and a scar on his forehead. He had a theory, "Was there anything else?"

"Yeah, he played seeker. That's how I knew I wasn't me before I saw the rest. If I play Quidditch, I will be a chaser."

"There was also a woman pleading for the life of someone called Harry. Also, some of the teachers looked different and some were missing."

Sirius thought for moment. A boy like James, but with Lily's eyes, a seeker and the teachers looked different. He knew what it meant, but by looking at Lily and James, he decided that he wouldn't tell them. It was obvious that something might happen between the two of them later; by the way they look at each other. he would just let things go naturally. Besides, if he told them something now, they would probably feel embarrassed and then never get together. Sirius shrugged.

"I have no idea what it means." Lily and James nodded and they all talked a bit more.

"Hey Lily what is that?" asked James seeing the pieces of paper in her hands.

"Oh, they are just a few songs." she said turning a bit red. Sirius grinned.

"Oh, really, what kind of songs?" Lily was uncomfortable.

"Some that I mad-I mean some of my favorites.you know. muggle music." James nodded smiling and Sirius was about to pursue the subject when Lily spoke up.

"Well, um. I'm going up. I still have to get dressed. It was great talking with you two." But she was looking at James who smiled at her.

"With you too. maybe we can so that a few more times." Sirius was being ignored.

"Sure, I better get going." She waved and smiled at James and left. He just kept staring at the place where she had just left.

"Um, James." Called Sirius with an odd grin on his face, as though he knew something James didn't, James looked back and blushed, and didn't give Sirius time to comment on his odd behavior.

"Sirius, do you know what happened to Remus?" Sirius's grin faded and he looked serious.

"No idea, he hasn't been looking very good this last week, I wonder what happened to him." James shrugged and started reading his book. _____________________________________________________________________

WEREWOLVES - Recognizing the danger

There are two types of Werewolves; one doesn't transform, he is a wolf, but a cursed one. He is what modern wizards now call, a wolf, but a cursed one. His bite can transform any wizard or witch into a wolf once a month during the full moon. Wizards of all over the world call him a pure Werewolf.

The second type is the wizard that was bitten by the werewolf, and therefore cursed. When a person is bitten by a Werewolf, they automatically go from Human, to the dark creature category. The wizard who receives the bite undergoes several transformations, including hearing enhancement and strength, when the full moon is coming, their patience lessens and the wolf becomes more and more evident.

James stopped reading. He just stared at the book. Surely Remus couldn't be. no, he slept quite bad and was creating inexistent situations. James closed the book and called Sirius so that they could get ready for breakfast. _____________________________________________________________________

James, Sirius and Peter went to the Great Hall, they found Remus waiting for them, he said that his mother had been terribly sick and had requested that he went home to see her. Sirius and James noticed that he seemed a bit nervous while he was saying it, but didn't comment. Remus looked really tired as though he didn't sleep at all at night.

The four boys sat down at the table and were feeling extremely bored.

"We have to find a way to avoid the teachers," said Remus.

"And to record all the passages and secret rooms we found," continued James.

"But it's impossible! They are every where! There is no way we can know when a teacher is going to round a corner." said Sirius frustrated. Peter nodded.

"Sirius is right, it's better if we give up." Sirius looked horrified.

"Who ever said anything about giving up!?"

"There has to be a way. we could look in the library to see if we can find anything. I can't stand receiving detentions for going out at night anymore." The others nodded in agreement.

"Post is here!" Said Chris, who was sitting next to Sirius. Everyone looked up and saw thousands of owls coming in with packages and letters. The boys started reading their letters when suddenly they heard a gasp coming from Sam, Lily's friend.

"Sam what's the matter?" Asked Lily curiously at he friend. Sam passed the newspaper without saying a word, Lily's eyes widened and she passed it to Heather, who read it and passed it to Chris, then Peter and Remus read behind his back, and then they passed it to Sirius and James. _____________________________________________________________________

The Biggest Threat since Grindewald!!

Several attacks have been happening all over the country for some time now, and the only clue we had as to the cause was an image of a human skull with a snake coming out of its mouth. The ministry of magic has, until this moment, not acknowledged these attacks as a real threat, despite Albus Dumbledore's warnings and Richard Potter's attempts to convince the minister to release some money for investigation.

Mr. Potter, head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement has announced today that they have substantial proof of the threat that is growing. A Death Eater, how these dark wizards call themselves, has been caught two days ago and has revealed that this new threat calls himself Lord Voldemort.

Several people around the country already refuse to speak his name, this man, if he can be called that, has been terrorizing not only the wizarding world, but he also seemed to make muggles a target. He doesn't care if they are children, he just kills them all. His favorite curses are the unforgivables, which consists of the Imperius, Cruciatus and Avada Kedavra. Mr. Crouch, second in command of the Magical Law Enforcement has been pressuring Mr. Potter to allow the Aurors to extreme force, giving them permission to use the unforgivables against the Death Eaters Mr. Potter, though refuses to let the Aurors to go down to same level as dark wizards. _____________________________________________________________________

James stopped reading. His father was in the middle of all those battles. he was actually coordinating all the Aurors into battle. did that mean his father was in danger?

James looked at the picture in the newspaper. It was a gigantic skull hovering over a house. James stared at it. he seemed to remember seeing it somewhere. but where?

He gave the newspaper back to Sam, and turned back to his food, he stared at it, not really hungry. There was something going on outside the walls of Hogwarts, and to be honest, he was scared. Life seemed so simple when he could just ride his bicycle with Sirius and wreck havoc.

Then James made a decision. No matter what happened outside, he would not let himself be intimidated. He would start finding ways to move around the castle without the teachers finding him. He would make the years at Hogwarts worth their while.

The students made their way slowly into the potions dungeon, and sat down to wait for the teacher patiently. Soon they heard foot steps in the corridor.

The teacher, a grumpy looking wizard with eyes the color of ice came in. He was clutching one of his arms wincing of some kind of pain. He went to the center of the room and started the lesson.

James thought his professor's behavior rather odd, but, like his friends, cleared it out of his head.