Title: Harry Potter and the Dream

Author: Lauren mione291@yahoo.com

Rating: G so far… maybe PG

Disclaimer: Sadly, none of these characters belong to me L

Author's Note: This is my first Harry Potter fic so please be nice if it really stinks. Please review and tell me what you think and if I should continue or not. Sorry if some of this story has been done before, I've read so many fics I can't keep them straight. Also, I'm looking for someone to read the chapters before I post them and tell me what to change and things like that. If your interested, please e-mail me a mione291@yahho.com

When the type is in italics, it is the character's thoughts

Now, on with the story…

Harry Potter and the Dream
by: Lauren

Harry potter sat up suddenly in his bead, his hand immediately flying to the scar on his head that was throbbing in pain. He looked at the clock, saw that it was only 3:47 in the morning, and laid back down, thinking about that dream. He had faced Voldemort in his 4th year during the Tri-Wizarding Tournament and now, soon entering his 6th year, was still having the same dream. Harry had this dream every once in a while and he would remember a little more of the dream after each time. But what he saw this time scared him to death… Hermione was in it. He started to play back the dream in his head…

He was in a forest, the Forbidden Forest he assumed and was leaning against a tree trunk. He couldn't move from the tree so he thought there was a spell keeping him attached. There was a group of people standing by a fire wearing dark robes and hoods. Death Eaters. That can only mean the Voldemort is not far away. I wonder if I still have my wand, Harry dug around in his pockets for a while until he successfully pulled his wand out of his robe. He quickly put the wand back in his pocket so they couldn't see, but the restling of the leaves didn't go unnoticed. "Well look who's finally come out of it," called one of the hooded figures, "Do you think the master would mind if I messed around with potter for a while?" Another death eater appeared at his side, "Easy there Malfoy, you don't want to upset the Dark Lord on his most joyous day." Just then there was a commotion from further into the forest and another hooded figure appeared. The others were silent. He stopped in front of Harry and took off his hood. Immediately his scar started hurting. For Voldemort was here, here right in front of him. "Harry Potter" he said, "we meet again. As you can see, I have been fully restored to my powers, but there is still something that I need from you. Unfortunately, I can not just take it from you. Goyle, bring her in." He came back a minute later with someone gagged. When he got closer he realized it was Hermione…

Harry sat up in his bed again, he couldn't get the picture of Hermione out of his head, especially the fear in her eyes. He couldn't stand it if something were to happen to her. Over the past couple of years, he had been developing more-than-friends feelings for Hermione. Harry was delighted at the fact that in one week he will be meeting Hermione at her house where they will then go to Diagon Alley to meet Ron to get supplies for the next school year. The Dursley's, realizing they have Harry for only another week, put him to work. He was glad that all those Quidittch (sp?) practices were coming in handy. Harry now had muscles on his arms and chest and could get the jobs done faster, he was not the short, puny boy who had started Hogwarts 6 years ago.

After about a half a day of weeding the garden and mowing the lawn, Aunt Petunia called to him from the kitchen "boy, get in here. There's someone to see you." Huh? No one ever comes her to visit me. When he went into the kitchen, he saw his aunt giving someone a dirty look. "Hermione! What are you doing here? I wasn't suppost to meet you for 2 more days, right?" She answered him, "Yes you were, but my father had some business down this way so I wanted to see if you wanted to come early…" Her voice trailed off, it was the first time she really got a good look at him. He was all sweaty with his shirt off. Look at those muscles! Hermione felt her stomach flip flop because she had been having feelings for Harry over the past year and with him looking like that, it was hard for her to control herself. She was knocked out of her trace when Harry started to talk. "Sure that's great, just let me get a quick shower and pack."

He lead her up to his room and she waited while he was in the shower. When he came back, Hermione was sitting on his bead reading one of his books. He stood at the doorway with a smile on his face, just admiring her. Sensing someone was watching her, she looked up and smiled. "So lets get packed, shall we?" she said. "All my Hogwarts stuff is downstairs. Just let me get a few muggle clothes and then we can go."

When they went downstairs to get the rest of the stuff, Harry stopped at the cupboard under the stairs. When he came back out with a trunk, he noticed a frown on Hermione's face. "what's wrong 'Mione?" "God Harry, this is the cupboard you had to live in?" she looked at him with sympathy. "It really wasn't that bad 'Mione. I mean, it kept me away from the Dursleys." She took his hand, "but Harry, you never had a real childhood, you…" He cut in, " 'Mione, the past 5 years at Hoqwarts have been the best in my life and I have only 2 left and then I can be on my own in the wizarding world and not have to see the Dursleys ever again. That's what keeps me going." She smiled at him and let the subject drop. "You ready to go? My dads out in the car listening to the radio."

Harry put his stuff in the trunk and sat in the back with Hermione. "Dad, this is Harry. Harry, this is Rick." Harry smiled at him, "Nice to meet you Mr. Granger."

"Please Harry, call me Rick. I don't have to be formal with Hermione's boyfriend."
"DAD!!"
"Oh, that's right, hes just a friend." He winked at Harry through the mirror. Harry caught Hermione's eye and they both turned crimson. When they got to Hermione's, he saw that she had a big house in a nice neighborhood. Makes since, he thought, Both her parents are dentists.
When they got in the house, Hermione suggested, "Let's owl Ron and see if we can come early and then we can ask mum to make us lunch." Mrs. Granger, or Ellen he learned, looked just like Hermione, only 20 years older. After an afternoon of lunch and talking, Ron's owl Pig returned with a letter and a small package. Hermione read the letter out loud…

Dear Harry and Hermione,
Broke Harry out early, eh? Sure you guys can come today. it's a bit crowded with Bill, Charlie, Percy, and the twins home, but mom says the more the merrier.
See ya soon,
Ron
P.S. The package is floo-powder. I had dad connect you to the system. Bye

"Shall we go then." They gathered their things and said goodbye to Hermione's parents and headed to the fireplace, both being very nervous having only doing this a few times. Harry looked at her and said "Ladies first." Hermione rolled her eyes and went into the fireplace and Harry went in after her. They were on their way to the burrow.

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Well, that's it so far. The dream will come into play in the near future. I'm so glad about this story because its going to have just the right amount of fluff and a dark side. I have the next couple chapters complete and I'm just making revisions, they should be up in the next few days. Please review and tell me what you think.

Thanks,
Lauren J