Sorry this chapter has been so late, if you saw the first to chapters, I had said I was re-doing some. I hope you like this one, please read and review it, please. PLEASE.
Notice: Sigh.. no.. I don't own Harry Potter. Yet. ^.^
I.. had a dream.
"We, Uh, better get going." Cleo said, and Sirius pulled back abruptly, and nodded, as if he had been leaning over to see something.
The truth was, Cleo was too scared, if he had leaned in and she did, and she kissed him.. bad things could happen. He would probably think she was crazy, and push her away. She couldn't handle the rejection like that.
Cleo didn't want to think about it, really. She just wanted this to have never happened. In months, she would be going back, having to forget about Sirius and all of them. Cleo shut her eyes. Why is the first person I like, the one I'll never see again?
The thought of that line, made her heart sink, and felt slightly queasy. She had never, ever liked a man before. And now, when she finally does, and really does, she will never have him. This isn't fair. Cleo thought with more anger than sadness. She scrunched her eyes shut, hoping when she opened them it would be nothing but a dream. She opened them, but next to her was still Sirius, the halls were still slightly different, and they were still back in time.
The trip was very quiet, neither of them seemed to want to talk. Cleo had nothing to say, and she sensed Sirius was the same. So, after the silent trip, they finally got to the Pink Fat Lady portrait. Sirius broke the silence in saying the password, Opal lion, and they went inside, sitting on the couch, in more silence.
"Well, the dance was fun, wasn't it?" Cleo asked, trying to start a conversation. Sirius nodded and said it was nice, leaning against the couch, in a deep thought. Cleo sighed and shut her eyes. "I'm going to change and hit the bed. You coming?" She yawned.
Sirius stared at her and pulled on his usual grin, "Is there room for both of us in there?" He said blinking, ever so innocently.
Cleo rolled her eyes and snorted, going upstairs to the dorm. She opened the door and turned around to wave to him, and saw that his eyes were on her. Quickly, the girl waved and went inside, shutting the door. She got changed into long pajama bottoms, with a long T-shirt that went down to her knees over that.
After stretching a bit, Cleo crawled into bed, with an open ear. She heard the others slowly coming in, and heard some of the discussion.
"So where's Cleo?" A girl's voice asked, Astra's.
"Dormitory." Sirius said simply.
"So what..." But Cleo didn't hear the end of it, since she slowly fell asleep, into another, odd dream.
***
"Ow." A girl whispered, "Your stepping on my foot." The voice seemed to come from no where. Cleo was standing in a long, dark, low hallway, confused. It was all stone, like a tunnel sort of, the only light to be seen were torches, that flickered an eerie yellow, orange, red, and a brilliant green.
"Well you don't have to practically stand on me!" Another voice hissed. Cleo looked around, the voices seemed to be coming a bit infront of her.
"Who's there?" She said loudly. The voices didn't say anything, but she didn't hear the ruffle of a cloak, or bodies suddenly freezing. She blinked, then realized that her voice didn't echo. It should have since this was a tunnel like thing.
"HELLO?" She shouted. Still no answer and still no echo.
Achoo. Cleo heard a sneeze, and a bunch of voices went 'Sssh!' She heard someone say sorry, and they seemed to be fading, as if they were moving away. Cleo fought with herself, to run away and get out of there, and her curiosity. Curiosity got the best of her, and she began to walk on, "Hello?" She asked timidly, but it seemed like no one could hear her.
"Now, where, too?" A voice whispered.
"I DON'T KNOW!!!" Cleo shouted angrily. First off, they were ignoring her, and now their asking questions!
"All I remember is a door. I think it's at the end. Look! I see the end, I think." Cleo heard a voice whisper, that sounded a lot like hers.
Cleo followed the voices, and she could see the end, too. She saw a door, and inched closer.
"There it is!" Her sound-alike voice hissed. Cleo watched as the door creeped open, as if someone was opening it. There was a brilliant orange and yellow light that peeked out of the crack, like a fire.
"It's time for the Death Eaters to unite-" She heard a loud voice boom. She was about to go inside when..
***
Cleo sat upright, and rubbed her head. Astra was already asleep in her bed, she glanced at the clock. "1:00 a.m." The clock read. She rubbed her eyes and put her glasses on, trying to think fast. The dream rushed back to her, and she put her elbows on her knees, her hands cupped her face as she tried to think. She remembered her first dream, and thought immediately to talk to her friends. Now. But Cleo didn't want to get them mad at her, for waking her up. Though, these dreams were beginning to scare her slightly. They were getting longer each time.
"Astra.. Astra.. wake up." Cleo whispered, pushing her sleeping friend gently awake. Cleo mumbled and groaned, rolling over and looking at Cleo with a lazy, half asleep expression.
She mumbled something that sounded like "What?" In four languages put together. "Meet me in the common room. I need to talk to you and the guys." She said, and left Astra alone, going to the boy's dormitory.
"Sirius.. Sirius." She nudged Sirius.
"What?" He asked clearly, obviously he hadn't been asleep. The black haired boy asked, laying in a T-shirt and boxers, and looked at her with his weary, but awake eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked sitting up with ease.
"It's 1:00 a.m. Why aren't you asleep?"
"I can ask you the same thing. I don't know. But why are you up?" Sirius asked curiously.
"I need to talk to you guys in the common room. Help me wake up the others. You do James and Draco, I'll get Remus." Cleo said, and turned over to the other bed, and gently woke Remus up.
They walked down the stairs, Remus sat down next to Astra on the couch, along with Draco. Sirius sat down on one armchair, James on the other. They were all yawning or looking weary, wondering why they were up so early.
"So what's up, Cleo?" James asked.
Cleo stood infront of the fire, pacing slightly, looking at them nervously, as if she was about to give a speech. Cleo took a breath, "This will sound weird, but I had a dream- a- a nightmare, I guess you'd call it."
Draco blinked and stared. "I don't want to be rude or anything, but you brought us all down here to tell us about a dream? Isn't that what muggle physco-cologists are for?"
"It wasn't just one dream. It was a second dream, but from my view. It seemed so real. I heard these voices, they were talking, and didn't seem to hear me. I shouted to them, and the tunnel we were in didn't seem to echo."
"I've heard about the anti-echo spells. It's a charm, so that no matter what you say or scream, it won't echo. It was just a dream Cleo.." "I had a dream like it at Christmas Eve, too. Except this was in another point of view. Last time I was me, and all of us were around each other. I think we were under the cloak. This time I was me, and I was walking around, with nothing."
"So?" Remus blinked. "A dream is a dream Cleo.."
"It's not just that.. I-I.. right before I got inside, there was a huge voice, and it said 'It's time for the Death Eaters to unite.' Don't you remember the Hogsmeade trip? That conversation?" Cleo asked, trying to get them to believe her. Sirius and James glanced at each other, putting the pieces together. But Draco shook his head.
"Couldn't it have been your imagination going wild? Couldn't you just have remembered the conversation, and your mind formed odd things? That's what happens with dreams.." He said but Cleo shook her head.
"I know, I know.. it just seemed so weird. It seemed like it was REAL." Cleo said, looking at them. "That's why I'm so spooked."
"Well what do you propose we do?" James asked her. "Investigate?" Cleo's face lit up.
"That's it! One of us can sneak into the Slytherin common room, when everyone gets back. And see if there's any information.."
"Why is it the SLYTHERINS all the time?" Draco said, slightly offended.
"Really, Draco. Almost all of the Slytherins go bad, not to mention most of them were death eaters in our time." Cleo said and Draco sighed.
"So you want me to do it...?"
Cleo nodded, and looked at the others. "Do you think it's okay? Or am I a completely crazed lunatic, who should be locked in St. Mungos?"
The others grinned, and didn't say a word.
"That's not funny! I'm serious!" Sirius was about to say HE was Sirius, but Cleo glared at him. The others nodded, agreeing he should.
"How about he uses the invisibility cloak? After the New Years Eve party..." Astra said, the others looked confused. "Honestly, you should look at the bulletin board more often. Were having a New Years Eve party, the night everyone comes back. You can dress down and everything, even in pajamas!" She said, but then went back to the subject. "Anyway, after it's over, we can go with the Gryffindors, and Draco with the Slytherins in the cloak. He can listen in on any conversation they may have.. If it's only Slytherins, their bound to say anything if their drunk!" Cleo grinned as did the others. "That's a splendid idea Astra!" Remus said hugging her. "So are you up to it, Draco?" Remus asked him.
For a moment, the blonde boy thought, then nodded and agreed. "And if I get caught, it's all your fault, got it?" The others nodded.
Cleo sighed, and sat down on the end of Sirius's armchair, since all the close armchairs and seats were taken. His armchair was pretty big, most of them were fit for two, even three(though they'd have to be small..) people. He pulled her arm and pulled her down next to him, and wrapped an arm over her shoulder in a fatherly like way. "Don't worry, we'll figure this out." He said.
She nodded, half tiredly, and shut her eyes, next to him. Cleo could feel the hair on her neck prickling, sensing the other's eyes on them. She ignored it and muttered into his shoulder, "I do hope it's a dream. It was very.. eerie." She said.
Notice: Sigh.. no.. I don't own Harry Potter. Yet. ^.^
I.. had a dream.
"We, Uh, better get going." Cleo said, and Sirius pulled back abruptly, and nodded, as if he had been leaning over to see something.
The truth was, Cleo was too scared, if he had leaned in and she did, and she kissed him.. bad things could happen. He would probably think she was crazy, and push her away. She couldn't handle the rejection like that.
Cleo didn't want to think about it, really. She just wanted this to have never happened. In months, she would be going back, having to forget about Sirius and all of them. Cleo shut her eyes. Why is the first person I like, the one I'll never see again?
The thought of that line, made her heart sink, and felt slightly queasy. She had never, ever liked a man before. And now, when she finally does, and really does, she will never have him. This isn't fair. Cleo thought with more anger than sadness. She scrunched her eyes shut, hoping when she opened them it would be nothing but a dream. She opened them, but next to her was still Sirius, the halls were still slightly different, and they were still back in time.
The trip was very quiet, neither of them seemed to want to talk. Cleo had nothing to say, and she sensed Sirius was the same. So, after the silent trip, they finally got to the Pink Fat Lady portrait. Sirius broke the silence in saying the password, Opal lion, and they went inside, sitting on the couch, in more silence.
"Well, the dance was fun, wasn't it?" Cleo asked, trying to start a conversation. Sirius nodded and said it was nice, leaning against the couch, in a deep thought. Cleo sighed and shut her eyes. "I'm going to change and hit the bed. You coming?" She yawned.
Sirius stared at her and pulled on his usual grin, "Is there room for both of us in there?" He said blinking, ever so innocently.
Cleo rolled her eyes and snorted, going upstairs to the dorm. She opened the door and turned around to wave to him, and saw that his eyes were on her. Quickly, the girl waved and went inside, shutting the door. She got changed into long pajama bottoms, with a long T-shirt that went down to her knees over that.
After stretching a bit, Cleo crawled into bed, with an open ear. She heard the others slowly coming in, and heard some of the discussion.
"So where's Cleo?" A girl's voice asked, Astra's.
"Dormitory." Sirius said simply.
"So what..." But Cleo didn't hear the end of it, since she slowly fell asleep, into another, odd dream.
***
"Ow." A girl whispered, "Your stepping on my foot." The voice seemed to come from no where. Cleo was standing in a long, dark, low hallway, confused. It was all stone, like a tunnel sort of, the only light to be seen were torches, that flickered an eerie yellow, orange, red, and a brilliant green.
"Well you don't have to practically stand on me!" Another voice hissed. Cleo looked around, the voices seemed to be coming a bit infront of her.
"Who's there?" She said loudly. The voices didn't say anything, but she didn't hear the ruffle of a cloak, or bodies suddenly freezing. She blinked, then realized that her voice didn't echo. It should have since this was a tunnel like thing.
"HELLO?" She shouted. Still no answer and still no echo.
Achoo. Cleo heard a sneeze, and a bunch of voices went 'Sssh!' She heard someone say sorry, and they seemed to be fading, as if they were moving away. Cleo fought with herself, to run away and get out of there, and her curiosity. Curiosity got the best of her, and she began to walk on, "Hello?" She asked timidly, but it seemed like no one could hear her.
"Now, where, too?" A voice whispered.
"I DON'T KNOW!!!" Cleo shouted angrily. First off, they were ignoring her, and now their asking questions!
"All I remember is a door. I think it's at the end. Look! I see the end, I think." Cleo heard a voice whisper, that sounded a lot like hers.
Cleo followed the voices, and she could see the end, too. She saw a door, and inched closer.
"There it is!" Her sound-alike voice hissed. Cleo watched as the door creeped open, as if someone was opening it. There was a brilliant orange and yellow light that peeked out of the crack, like a fire.
"It's time for the Death Eaters to unite-" She heard a loud voice boom. She was about to go inside when..
***
Cleo sat upright, and rubbed her head. Astra was already asleep in her bed, she glanced at the clock. "1:00 a.m." The clock read. She rubbed her eyes and put her glasses on, trying to think fast. The dream rushed back to her, and she put her elbows on her knees, her hands cupped her face as she tried to think. She remembered her first dream, and thought immediately to talk to her friends. Now. But Cleo didn't want to get them mad at her, for waking her up. Though, these dreams were beginning to scare her slightly. They were getting longer each time.
"Astra.. Astra.. wake up." Cleo whispered, pushing her sleeping friend gently awake. Cleo mumbled and groaned, rolling over and looking at Cleo with a lazy, half asleep expression.
She mumbled something that sounded like "What?" In four languages put together. "Meet me in the common room. I need to talk to you and the guys." She said, and left Astra alone, going to the boy's dormitory.
"Sirius.. Sirius." She nudged Sirius.
"What?" He asked clearly, obviously he hadn't been asleep. The black haired boy asked, laying in a T-shirt and boxers, and looked at her with his weary, but awake eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked sitting up with ease.
"It's 1:00 a.m. Why aren't you asleep?"
"I can ask you the same thing. I don't know. But why are you up?" Sirius asked curiously.
"I need to talk to you guys in the common room. Help me wake up the others. You do James and Draco, I'll get Remus." Cleo said, and turned over to the other bed, and gently woke Remus up.
They walked down the stairs, Remus sat down next to Astra on the couch, along with Draco. Sirius sat down on one armchair, James on the other. They were all yawning or looking weary, wondering why they were up so early.
"So what's up, Cleo?" James asked.
Cleo stood infront of the fire, pacing slightly, looking at them nervously, as if she was about to give a speech. Cleo took a breath, "This will sound weird, but I had a dream- a- a nightmare, I guess you'd call it."
Draco blinked and stared. "I don't want to be rude or anything, but you brought us all down here to tell us about a dream? Isn't that what muggle physco-cologists are for?"
"It wasn't just one dream. It was a second dream, but from my view. It seemed so real. I heard these voices, they were talking, and didn't seem to hear me. I shouted to them, and the tunnel we were in didn't seem to echo."
"I've heard about the anti-echo spells. It's a charm, so that no matter what you say or scream, it won't echo. It was just a dream Cleo.." "I had a dream like it at Christmas Eve, too. Except this was in another point of view. Last time I was me, and all of us were around each other. I think we were under the cloak. This time I was me, and I was walking around, with nothing."
"So?" Remus blinked. "A dream is a dream Cleo.."
"It's not just that.. I-I.. right before I got inside, there was a huge voice, and it said 'It's time for the Death Eaters to unite.' Don't you remember the Hogsmeade trip? That conversation?" Cleo asked, trying to get them to believe her. Sirius and James glanced at each other, putting the pieces together. But Draco shook his head.
"Couldn't it have been your imagination going wild? Couldn't you just have remembered the conversation, and your mind formed odd things? That's what happens with dreams.." He said but Cleo shook her head.
"I know, I know.. it just seemed so weird. It seemed like it was REAL." Cleo said, looking at them. "That's why I'm so spooked."
"Well what do you propose we do?" James asked her. "Investigate?" Cleo's face lit up.
"That's it! One of us can sneak into the Slytherin common room, when everyone gets back. And see if there's any information.."
"Why is it the SLYTHERINS all the time?" Draco said, slightly offended.
"Really, Draco. Almost all of the Slytherins go bad, not to mention most of them were death eaters in our time." Cleo said and Draco sighed.
"So you want me to do it...?"
Cleo nodded, and looked at the others. "Do you think it's okay? Or am I a completely crazed lunatic, who should be locked in St. Mungos?"
The others grinned, and didn't say a word.
"That's not funny! I'm serious!" Sirius was about to say HE was Sirius, but Cleo glared at him. The others nodded, agreeing he should.
"How about he uses the invisibility cloak? After the New Years Eve party..." Astra said, the others looked confused. "Honestly, you should look at the bulletin board more often. Were having a New Years Eve party, the night everyone comes back. You can dress down and everything, even in pajamas!" She said, but then went back to the subject. "Anyway, after it's over, we can go with the Gryffindors, and Draco with the Slytherins in the cloak. He can listen in on any conversation they may have.. If it's only Slytherins, their bound to say anything if their drunk!" Cleo grinned as did the others. "That's a splendid idea Astra!" Remus said hugging her. "So are you up to it, Draco?" Remus asked him.
For a moment, the blonde boy thought, then nodded and agreed. "And if I get caught, it's all your fault, got it?" The others nodded.
Cleo sighed, and sat down on the end of Sirius's armchair, since all the close armchairs and seats were taken. His armchair was pretty big, most of them were fit for two, even three(though they'd have to be small..) people. He pulled her arm and pulled her down next to him, and wrapped an arm over her shoulder in a fatherly like way. "Don't worry, we'll figure this out." He said.
She nodded, half tiredly, and shut her eyes, next to him. Cleo could feel the hair on her neck prickling, sensing the other's eyes on them. She ignored it and muttered into his shoulder, "I do hope it's a dream. It was very.. eerie." She said.
