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Chapter 10: Nightmares
Harry had decided to keep on walking for a while. But when he was near Dumbledore's office, he heard a familiar thud and clunk, thud and clunk. Just as Harry realized whom it was, Moody said from behind Harry, "I was wondering when I'd find you, Harry."
Harry whipped around to see Moody directly behind him. He was so close that Harry could see the details of the large chunk from Moody's nose.
"Hi Moody. You snuck up on me." Harry replied, still in his own thoughts of Ginny's letter.
The corners of Moody's mouth turned upward. "Sorry for that Harry, didn't mean to. You must be rather preoccupied to not have hear me coming." Moody said as he gestured to his wooden leg. "The reason I was looking for you is to tell you that our first meeting is going to be day after next in Dumbledore's office, an hour after dinner gets out."
"Oh. Thanks, I had almost forgotten to even ask when it was." Harry snapped his attention back to Moody.
"What's on your mind Harry?" Moody asked, both magical and normal eyes on Harry now.
"I - oh, it's nothing." Harry replied, not looking Moody in the eye.
"Come on, Harry. You've nothin' to be ashamed of do you? You can tell me, I know that there's somethin' wrong." Moody replied as his magical eye swiveled around to look at the opposite end of the hallway.
"Oh, I just think that Ginny's upset with me because I didn't reply to her letter that she sent me. I didn't mean to not read it or anything, but I think she was kind of glad that I didn't read it. So I decided that I am going to find it and definitely read what she said in it." Moody gave Harry an odd look that he could only figure was an attempt at a smile. "Oh! That reminds me, thank you so much for the trunk! It's really cool! I put all of my stuff in there and it's feather light! It's really cool. Thanks!"
"I'm glad that you like it. It will come in handy over the years. Though, I can't really appreciate mine as much as I did before." Moody said as his magical eye began to wiz around again. "You'd better get back to your dorm now, Harry. Don't want you to be out late now do we?"
"Yeah, I guess I'd better go. Thanks again and I'll see you in a few days. Good night." Harry replied.
"Good night, Harry." With that both went their separate ways.
When Harry had returned back to the Common Room, he found that Hermione had already gone to sleep and that Ron was sitting by the fire waiting for him. As soon as Harry's presence was known, Ron jumped at him.
"What did you do to Ginny! If you hurt her, then I'll tear you to pieces! I'll cut -" but Ron was cut off by Harry who was rather taken aback.
"What do you mean if I hurt her? I didn't do anything to her! Why do you think that I did?" Harry asked as he stepped away from his fuming friend.
"She came in here crying and such! If it wasn't you, then who the bloody hell was it?!" Ron hollered at Harry.
"I don't know, we were merely talking about a letter she sent me that I forgot to read. She seemed fine when she left me to go to the library, maybe something happened there." Harry said to Ron.
Ron seemed to calm down at Harry's words. "Yeah, maybe something happened between her and one of her boyfriends!" Ron said with a slight grin that made him look quite frightening. "I'm sorry I jumped at you like that, mate. I just thought, well, you know - ah - never mind. Let's just go to bed, we'll find out what happened tomorrow at breakfast."
"It's alright, I just hope Ginny's okay. And I can't go to bed now, Ron, I've got to finish my homework, otherwise I'll be swamped tomorrow night. I'll see you in the morning. Sleep well." Harry said as he headed back over to the table he had been occupying with Hermione earlier that evening, where his stuff was still spread out over the table.
"Alright mate, but don't stay up too late!" And then Ron was gone up the staircase up to their dormitory.
It only took Harry another hour to finish all of his work, but to him it felt like it had been five hours. He was so tired, he went upstairs and fell upon his bed asleep before his head even hit the pillow. Completely forgetting about changing or about finding Ginny's letter, Harry drifted off into the depths of his own mind.
Harry was walking down a hallway, a long white hallway that was leading him somewhere that Harry couldn't fully remember. The hallway came to a sudden stop and a veil covered a small passage that he squeezed into. When Harry had been climbing through the hole for what seemed like hours, he found himself blinded by a bright light. Blinking his eyes against the light, Harry clambered down to the wooden floor. He couldn't make anything out, but soon felt another presence close by.
"Who's there! I'm warning you!" Harry shouted into the dark fuzziness. Harry noticed a darker patch of fuzziness seemed to be coming closer to him. As the objects edges began to become more defined, Harry realized that there was something familiar about this person walking towards him.
"Who are you?" Harry asked.
"You know who I am, Harry." Harry knew that voice anywhere.
"Sirius!" Harry ran forward and hugged Sirius around his middle. Sirius smiled down at Harry and slowly pulled away from him.
"Sorry, Harry. But I don't have much time here. I'm glad I got to see you again, I miss you so much."
"Where are you, Sirius? Where did you go when you fell behind the veil? I'm so sorry that I wasn't there to save you! I'm sorry Sirius. Will you ever forgive me?" Harry cried to Sirius through his tears.
"I'm sorry Harry, but the answer to your question is, no." Sirius said as he stepped farther away from Harry.
Harry looked confused and hurt and mouthed the last word Sirius had said, 'no'. He would not forgive Harry. He would be alive if it wasn't for Harry.
"You are right though, Harry. It was all your fault. It was your fault that we all got injured that night!" Sirius's voice began to rise.
A weak, "no" was all Harry could manage as he trembled with fear and self- hatred.
"Yes, Harry. It is all your fault that I fell through that veil! All your FAULT!"
"No! Sirius I'm sorry! I was trying to help you! I thought that you were dying! I'm so sorry! SIRIUS!" Harry yelled.
"It's all your fault Harry! ALL YOUR FAULT THAT I'M DEAD, HARRY! HOW COULD YOU HAVE LET ME DIE! ALL YOUR FAULT HARRY! HARRY! HARRY! HARRY! HARRY!"
"I'm sorry! I'm sooooo sooooorry! I didn't mean to, Sirius!"
"Harry!"
"SIRIUS! SIRIUS!" Harry reached out for him, but he was slowly fading before his eyes. "NO! Sirius I'm sorry!
"Harry?! Harry! Harry! HARRY!"
Harry slowly opened his eyes to find four curious pairs of eyes looking at him from all around his bed. Harry's breathing was fast and raspy, like he'd just run a marathon or something.
"Are you alright, mate?" Ron asked as he looked fear, no doubt anxious to see if Harry had been having another vision.
"I'm fine. Sorry to have woken you all. Go back to sleep. It was just a dream, that's all. No big deal. See you in the morning." Harry said as he relaxed back into the covers, as if to show the others that he was already ready to fall back asleep.
"Okay" they all mumbled before heading back to their own beds.
Harry pulled the hangings around his bed closed, but did not go to sleep. Not even after he could hear Ron's snoring from the bed next to him, did Harry fall asleep. Sirius's words were still ringing in his ears. Harry didn't sleep a wink that night, he refused to fall back asleep, he didn't feel as if he deserved it. "After all, it was all my fault that Sirius died. Why should I get to sleep?" Harry thought as he forced his eyes from closing.
Sorry this was so depressing. But even if you odn't like it, review anyways! PLEASE! Thanks and hope you enjoyed!
Chapter 10: Nightmares
Harry had decided to keep on walking for a while. But when he was near Dumbledore's office, he heard a familiar thud and clunk, thud and clunk. Just as Harry realized whom it was, Moody said from behind Harry, "I was wondering when I'd find you, Harry."
Harry whipped around to see Moody directly behind him. He was so close that Harry could see the details of the large chunk from Moody's nose.
"Hi Moody. You snuck up on me." Harry replied, still in his own thoughts of Ginny's letter.
The corners of Moody's mouth turned upward. "Sorry for that Harry, didn't mean to. You must be rather preoccupied to not have hear me coming." Moody said as he gestured to his wooden leg. "The reason I was looking for you is to tell you that our first meeting is going to be day after next in Dumbledore's office, an hour after dinner gets out."
"Oh. Thanks, I had almost forgotten to even ask when it was." Harry snapped his attention back to Moody.
"What's on your mind Harry?" Moody asked, both magical and normal eyes on Harry now.
"I - oh, it's nothing." Harry replied, not looking Moody in the eye.
"Come on, Harry. You've nothin' to be ashamed of do you? You can tell me, I know that there's somethin' wrong." Moody replied as his magical eye swiveled around to look at the opposite end of the hallway.
"Oh, I just think that Ginny's upset with me because I didn't reply to her letter that she sent me. I didn't mean to not read it or anything, but I think she was kind of glad that I didn't read it. So I decided that I am going to find it and definitely read what she said in it." Moody gave Harry an odd look that he could only figure was an attempt at a smile. "Oh! That reminds me, thank you so much for the trunk! It's really cool! I put all of my stuff in there and it's feather light! It's really cool. Thanks!"
"I'm glad that you like it. It will come in handy over the years. Though, I can't really appreciate mine as much as I did before." Moody said as his magical eye began to wiz around again. "You'd better get back to your dorm now, Harry. Don't want you to be out late now do we?"
"Yeah, I guess I'd better go. Thanks again and I'll see you in a few days. Good night." Harry replied.
"Good night, Harry." With that both went their separate ways.
When Harry had returned back to the Common Room, he found that Hermione had already gone to sleep and that Ron was sitting by the fire waiting for him. As soon as Harry's presence was known, Ron jumped at him.
"What did you do to Ginny! If you hurt her, then I'll tear you to pieces! I'll cut -" but Ron was cut off by Harry who was rather taken aback.
"What do you mean if I hurt her? I didn't do anything to her! Why do you think that I did?" Harry asked as he stepped away from his fuming friend.
"She came in here crying and such! If it wasn't you, then who the bloody hell was it?!" Ron hollered at Harry.
"I don't know, we were merely talking about a letter she sent me that I forgot to read. She seemed fine when she left me to go to the library, maybe something happened there." Harry said to Ron.
Ron seemed to calm down at Harry's words. "Yeah, maybe something happened between her and one of her boyfriends!" Ron said with a slight grin that made him look quite frightening. "I'm sorry I jumped at you like that, mate. I just thought, well, you know - ah - never mind. Let's just go to bed, we'll find out what happened tomorrow at breakfast."
"It's alright, I just hope Ginny's okay. And I can't go to bed now, Ron, I've got to finish my homework, otherwise I'll be swamped tomorrow night. I'll see you in the morning. Sleep well." Harry said as he headed back over to the table he had been occupying with Hermione earlier that evening, where his stuff was still spread out over the table.
"Alright mate, but don't stay up too late!" And then Ron was gone up the staircase up to their dormitory.
It only took Harry another hour to finish all of his work, but to him it felt like it had been five hours. He was so tired, he went upstairs and fell upon his bed asleep before his head even hit the pillow. Completely forgetting about changing or about finding Ginny's letter, Harry drifted off into the depths of his own mind.
Harry was walking down a hallway, a long white hallway that was leading him somewhere that Harry couldn't fully remember. The hallway came to a sudden stop and a veil covered a small passage that he squeezed into. When Harry had been climbing through the hole for what seemed like hours, he found himself blinded by a bright light. Blinking his eyes against the light, Harry clambered down to the wooden floor. He couldn't make anything out, but soon felt another presence close by.
"Who's there! I'm warning you!" Harry shouted into the dark fuzziness. Harry noticed a darker patch of fuzziness seemed to be coming closer to him. As the objects edges began to become more defined, Harry realized that there was something familiar about this person walking towards him.
"Who are you?" Harry asked.
"You know who I am, Harry." Harry knew that voice anywhere.
"Sirius!" Harry ran forward and hugged Sirius around his middle. Sirius smiled down at Harry and slowly pulled away from him.
"Sorry, Harry. But I don't have much time here. I'm glad I got to see you again, I miss you so much."
"Where are you, Sirius? Where did you go when you fell behind the veil? I'm so sorry that I wasn't there to save you! I'm sorry Sirius. Will you ever forgive me?" Harry cried to Sirius through his tears.
"I'm sorry Harry, but the answer to your question is, no." Sirius said as he stepped farther away from Harry.
Harry looked confused and hurt and mouthed the last word Sirius had said, 'no'. He would not forgive Harry. He would be alive if it wasn't for Harry.
"You are right though, Harry. It was all your fault. It was your fault that we all got injured that night!" Sirius's voice began to rise.
A weak, "no" was all Harry could manage as he trembled with fear and self- hatred.
"Yes, Harry. It is all your fault that I fell through that veil! All your FAULT!"
"No! Sirius I'm sorry! I was trying to help you! I thought that you were dying! I'm so sorry! SIRIUS!" Harry yelled.
"It's all your fault Harry! ALL YOUR FAULT THAT I'M DEAD, HARRY! HOW COULD YOU HAVE LET ME DIE! ALL YOUR FAULT HARRY! HARRY! HARRY! HARRY! HARRY!"
"I'm sorry! I'm sooooo sooooorry! I didn't mean to, Sirius!"
"Harry!"
"SIRIUS! SIRIUS!" Harry reached out for him, but he was slowly fading before his eyes. "NO! Sirius I'm sorry!
"Harry?! Harry! Harry! HARRY!"
Harry slowly opened his eyes to find four curious pairs of eyes looking at him from all around his bed. Harry's breathing was fast and raspy, like he'd just run a marathon or something.
"Are you alright, mate?" Ron asked as he looked fear, no doubt anxious to see if Harry had been having another vision.
"I'm fine. Sorry to have woken you all. Go back to sleep. It was just a dream, that's all. No big deal. See you in the morning." Harry said as he relaxed back into the covers, as if to show the others that he was already ready to fall back asleep.
"Okay" they all mumbled before heading back to their own beds.
Harry pulled the hangings around his bed closed, but did not go to sleep. Not even after he could hear Ron's snoring from the bed next to him, did Harry fall asleep. Sirius's words were still ringing in his ears. Harry didn't sleep a wink that night, he refused to fall back asleep, he didn't feel as if he deserved it. "After all, it was all my fault that Sirius died. Why should I get to sleep?" Harry thought as he forced his eyes from closing.
Sorry this was so depressing. But even if you odn't like it, review anyways! PLEASE! Thanks and hope you enjoyed!
