If I Die Before I Wake
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"I'm telling you, the burn happened in my dream and look!"
Harry said exasperatedly, pulling the sleeves of his robes up and thrusting the lightning bolt shaped burn in Ron and Hermiones faces.
"Yes, okay Harry we believe you"
Hermione said tiredly, rubbing her eyes which had bags under them.
"Why're you so tired anyways?"
Ron asked, looking at Hermione questioningly who answered with a yawn
"I was up all night knitting socks"
Harry and Ron exchanged looks. They didn't have the heart to tell her that Dobby collected all of them and was currently walking around Hogwarts with around 50 different hats, socks, gloves and scarves.
"Forget about me, we have to concentrate on Harrys problem"
Hermione said briskly, scratching her nose with a thoughtful look on her face. Harry gazed out the window looking troubled. Voldemort had risen. That was old news. But now he could come in Harrys dreams? And harm him? He glanced down again at the mark on his wrist, a weird look on his face. If Voldemort could harm him, it probably worked the other way around….
"Harry? Harryyy? HARRY!"
Harry jumped, blinking at Hermione, confusing apparent.
"Sorry….was just thinking"
He muttered, trying to smooth down his hair to no avail.
"About what?"
Hermione said suspiciously, prodding Ron awake who promptly sat up
"Just resting my eyes….oh, hello you two, what are you doing in my bed?"
Harry and Hermione didn't bother to reply to their question and Harry didn't bother replying Hermiones.
"I…have to go"
He said, getting up and walking out the Gryffindor Common Room without a second glance at Hermione or Ron.
