Chapter Two-Reaching for the Stars
*edit* Yes, I realize this is a very short chapter, but I have number three written out already and I know just how I'm setting it up. Bear with me!
It was the first in a chain of misfortunate events, Dumbledore's sacking. It was only a matter of time, Harry knew, before either Hagrid or Trelawney were sacked. But it couldn't be Hagrid, it couldn't! Harry refused to accept the fact that he could go anytime. It was….not…Hagrid.
Days went by and dreams continued. Perhaps on the rare occasion he might have a dream of retuning to Quidditch playing, but no. Almost every night the same dream of the same corridor of the same Department of Mysteries. It was wretched.
But there was the one day, finally, when he was able to speak with Sirius. He leapt through the halls, quickly yet silently, in order to escape notice from Umbridge; even with the invisibility cloak, he couldn't take any chances. There, just a bit further…almost there…