THE DREAM
That night Harry had a very weird dream he was running through a wide clearing toward a voice calling to him.......HARRY .........WHERE ARE YOU? I'M WAITING.............COME ON YOUR MISSING OUT ON ALL THE FUN.........he recognized the voice as he came upon a field of flowers and then he saw her. She was sitting their in the middle of the field on a blanket. It was Hermione she was smiling at him and waving he walked toward her but she didn't seem to get any closer to him. He quickened his pace. and broke out into a full run.
Why was he running? he thought. But then the weather changed and it got really dark.......he heard a scream.....Hermione's scream.......and then appeared Voldamort and his faithful deatheaters who had Hermione by the arms. "You'll never save them all, give up before you die a horrific death." hissed a cold sneering voice. But when he turned to look Voldamort in the eyes he didn't see Voldamort's snake like features but a pale faced boy with a pointed nose.
"MALFOY?"gasped Harry. A cold piercing laughter rang through the air and a blinding pain ran threw Harry's scar and a high pitched sound awoke him in a cold sweet.
His alarm clock was ringing loudly. Harry quickly turned it off and laid in his bed wondering what that dream could have possibly meant. The pain in his scar slowly dulled and his thoughts lingered on Hermione. He climbed out of his bed only when he felt the house shake as his cousin Dudley pulled himself out of bed. Harry quickly got dressed and quietly went down the steps. He walked into the busy kitchen where his Aunt Petunia was making breakfast.
"What time are these freaks getting here today?" rumbled Uncle Vernon from behind his paper. Harry twinged with anger but calmed himself enough to reply, "Around noon." At this Dudley whimpered and looked to his father. "Can I go over to the park later so I don't have to be here when they arrive?" squeaked a rather scared voice.
"You shall do no such thing," voiced an annoyed Aunt Petunia. "You have nothing to fear Dudley, Harry has assured me that those twin boys will not be joining us today." and still terrified he nodded to his mother and gulped down three bowls of cereal, two eggs, and half a dozen pieces of sausage. Harry could no longer watch his cousin gobble food down so he went up the stairs to his small room. Harry decided he should finish packing and started to do so when he heard a shrill voice from the bottom of the stairs. "HARRY, COME DOWN HERE NOW!!!!"
Great now what had he done he thought to himself as he closed his trunk with a bit of a struggle. And climbed weakly down the stairs. "Yes......." he started to say but was startled when low and behold right in front of him appeared a cowering Dudley and Harry's wand. "What........how did that get down here?"said a shocked Harry. "Dudley decided to see if your abnormality was real and took this while you were sleeping and look.......look what it did!"
Harry looked down and sure enough there were burn marks on the nice carpet and the same on Dudley's shirt. Harry held back a laugh and said, "Ummmm....so is it real??" Dudley started to whimper and Harry bent down and picked up his wand. He jogged back up stairs while Dudley started to full out cry. Harry closed his door and fell over laughing. Serves him right thought Harry.
Harry finished packing and looked at the clock which showed it was 5 minutes till 12:00. And sure enough there was a knocking on the front door and the sound of a muffled yell which obviously came from Dudley. Harry opened his bedroom door and ran down the steps to the door. He opened it quickly. But instead of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley or even Ron there stood a girl...a brown, bushy haired girl. "Hermione?" stated Harry in a muffled state of shock. "Well who'd you expect? The Grim Reaper?"said Hermione through a soft smile. Just then the Weasley's appeared behind her and started talking to him at once. Fred and George are prefects...............Harry how are you?.............Oh dear, you look so pale haven't you had any sun at all?. This was all to much for Harry so he invited them in and Harry went to get his things. Ron and Hermione followed closely behind him as he made his way to his room.
"Hey Harry what's this?" said Ron as he reached down and picked up a piece of parchment. It was Hermione's letter. "Awwwww........how sweet you miss him very much" he said mockingly to Hermione. "Shut up" Said Hermione, But Harry could see that she was slightly blushing.
After a lot of effort they brought his trunk , broom, and Hedwig who was sleeping peacefully in her cage. After a few minutes Harry's things were loaded into the trunk of the Weasley's car. Harry said goodbye to the Dursley's and they grunted what oddly sounded like a see ya as the closed the door hastily behind him. In the car ride to the Burrow Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in the back seat talking about what they had been up to over the summer. Ron had ignored his homework( How could you? said Hermione), Hermione of course finished it all within the first two weeks of vacation, but she had big news. " Krum and I broke up." she said somewhat sadly. "Oh I'm so sorry dear," piped Mrs. Weasley from the front seat. "It's ok I wasn't in love or anything but I did have feelings for him I do hope we stay friends." At this Ron smiled and said," Well now you can move on to your new boyfriend, Crabbe." They all looked at each other and started to crack up. Even Mr. Weasley let off what sounded like a muffle chuckle.
Soon enough the car slowed and pulled up to Ron's wonderfully crooked house and cluttered front yard where Ginny was sitting waiting for them to return but before she said a word she squeaked a small scream and ran into the house. "Ahhhhhh....look Harry not even a minute here and you already have girls screaming over you."
"Shut up," replied Harry laughing a little bit. Then from the side yard came Fred and George who came over to Harry and said, "Did you hear our horrible news? Dumbledore made us prefects." "We're a disgrace to trouble-makers everywhere."
"Now, now you should be very proud and grateful after all those silly pranks and points you've lost because of them that Dumbledore allows you to continue attending school let alone making you prefects." Came the annoyed voice of Mrs. Weasley. "But mom he likes our pranks and jokes. He bought 10 canary pies from us."said Fred. "He gave one to Professor Snape" laughed George." Really now, that's enough out of you two have you finished denomeing the garden again?" they looked at each other and said together, "Almost" and rushed off to the garden.
Harry entered the house and a strong aroma of floo powder and what seemed like the same fragrance from Professer Tawlney's room. "Percy's making another potion," whispered Ron. "Actually," came a voice from the living room, "I'm not," just then appeared Percy. "Hey, Harry how are you?"
"Fine," replied Harry. "Anyway, I think that Fred and George are the ones making the potion,"said percy as he walked into the kitchen and disappered behind the fridge door. Harry and Ron made their way upstairs while Hermione took Hedwig to the kitchen to give her a treat. "Gosh, Harry what do you have in here a ton of bricks?" Ron asked as he dropped his end on his foot. "Actually, I only have half a ton, but you were pretty close," Harry said in a sarcastic tone and laughed. Harry helped lift the trunk off Ron's foot but he dropped it again on to Ron's foot when he heard a loud explosion behind the door on his left. "Ouch, that hurt," said Ron as he pushed the trunk of his foot,"Come on, lets go."
"Ummmm..........aren't Fred and George out in the garden,"asked Harry realizing who's room it was. "Yeah, so?" asked Ron. "Well what was that sound from if noone was in there to make it." asked Harry. " Who knows," said Ron. Harry wasn't listening he walked silently to the door and slowly turned the knob. He crept into the room.
It was covered in posters of famous witch singers, and papers littered the floor that looked like floor plans for their future joke shop. Books were scattered in ever nook and cranny. The all were about making weird items and fabulous jokes. Two beds were on opposite sides of the room and empty potion bottles lay forgotten on the floor around a moth eaten rug. Above this rug stood a large, black cauldron.
Harry turned to leave but was stopped by another explosion, not just an explosion but an eruption of orange goo. Green sparks were flying from the open mouth of the cauldron. Ron came running in the room and exclaimed, "What should we do?" Harry avoided the goo and went to the window while Ron ran downstairs. Harry saw Fred and George in the garden fighting with some gnomes that refused to be thrown over the neighboring fence.
Harry flung open the window and yelled down to them, "You two better get up here quick." They looked up toward Harry and back at each other and mouthed the words "the potion" and ran to the back door and soon they were bundling up the stairs appeared in the foot-holed of the door and started to laugh hysterically. Harry didn't see what was so funny until he looked back at where the orange goo had been. He too began to laugh. The green sparks had subsided and the orange goo was forming into green grass and beautiful roses and carnations began to appear. "What's going on in here," came a voice from the hall. Ron appeared in the door way behind Fred and George and was closely followed by Mr. Weasley. Fred and George stepped inside so that they could see what happened and they too started to laugh.
"I guess Floo Powder and Toadstool don't make a very good combination," said Fred.
"Floo Powder?" asked George," I said a pinch of flea powder."
"Oh no wonder it exploded," said the twins.
Just then Hermione appeared behind Mr. Weasley and exclaimed, " How beautiful!" and she bent down and pick a rather small red rose. Harry was reminded of his dream with Hermione and again wondered what this meant. He hadn't told Ron or Hermione about the dream and really hadn't thought about it since Breakfast.
"Well I guess we should clean this up before your mother finds out," said Mr. Weasley. "And we should get my stuff off the steps," said Harry to Ron. After a lot of pushing and tugging they finally reached Ron's room where Harry was greeted by the Chudley Cannon posters that hung on Ron's wall.
"Lunch time," called a voice from the bottom of the stairs. Harry hadn't realized how hungry he was as he went down the stairs. He even passed by Ginny who squealed because she saw him. She closely followed Harry down the steps where Ron and Hermione were already sitting. Harry sat down in between them. Harry could see that Hermione had put the rose behind her left ear and saw disgust on Ron's face. Did Ron like Hermione? He thought to himself. Why do I even care if he does. Do I like her? No, she's one of my best friends that's all. Or was it he thought about it all through lunch except the last 10 minutes of it because Hogwarts letters were delivered to the children. They were addressed in the same emerald ink as always. Harry looked at his......
Dear Mr. Potter,
Hope your summer was well. Enclosed is a list of what you'll be needing for your fifth year at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry. Please also note that do to circumstances beyond our control the Triwizarding Tournament will not be held this year. See you September 1st.
Deputy Headmistress,
Professor Minerva McGonagall
Harry looked up from his letter with out even glancing at the book list and said," So does that mean Quiditch is back on?" They all looked at him and Fred said," What are you talking about Harry?"
Harry handed Fred his letter and he read it. "Why did they tell you that but not anyone else?" he said suspiciously.
"Maybe so he can start practicing. You know how much Minerva loves to win." said Mrs. Weasley. But Harry didn't know what to think. Why was he told that when no one else was? And what were these circumstances beyond Dumbledore's control? Did it have to do with Voldamort? His thoughts drifted from question to question and didn't even notice Mrs. Weasley Flick her wand to have the dishes start to wash themselves.
The rest of the day flew by and soon it was time to eat dinner and go to bed. After dinner Harry, Ron, and Hermione climbed the stairs toward their beds very slowly. "Hey, Harry could you move a little faster?" asked Ron as he pushed pass him. Hermione caught up with Harry. He noticed that she seemed just as tired as he was. The flower that had been fastened behind her left ear was slowly falling off. Harry caught it and handed it to her.
"Thanks," she said while blushing a little,"goodnight," he heard her say as she quickly shut her bedroom door.
"Weird,"said Harry aloud as he walked into Ron's bedroom. He climbed into bed and looked over at Ron. He was already asleep and snoring loudly. "Good night lawnmower," said Harry as he drifted to sleep.
That night Harry had a very weird dream he was running through a wide clearing toward a voice calling to him.......HARRY .........WHERE ARE YOU? I'M WAITING.............COME ON YOUR MISSING OUT ON ALL THE FUN.........he recognized the voice as he came upon a field of flowers and then he saw her. She was sitting their in the middle of the field on a blanket. It was Hermione she was smiling at him and waving he walked toward her but she didn't seem to get any closer to him. He quickened his pace. and broke out into a full run.
Why was he running? he thought. But then the weather changed and it got really dark.......he heard a scream.....Hermione's scream.......and then appeared Voldamort and his faithful deatheaters who had Hermione by the arms. "You'll never save them all, give up before you die a horrific death." hissed a cold sneering voice. But when he turned to look Voldamort in the eyes he didn't see Voldamort's snake like features but a pale faced boy with a pointed nose.
"MALFOY?"gasped Harry. A cold piercing laughter rang through the air and a blinding pain ran threw Harry's scar and a high pitched sound awoke him in a cold sweet.
His alarm clock was ringing loudly. Harry quickly turned it off and laid in his bed wondering what that dream could have possibly meant. The pain in his scar slowly dulled and his thoughts lingered on Hermione. He climbed out of his bed only when he felt the house shake as his cousin Dudley pulled himself out of bed. Harry quickly got dressed and quietly went down the steps. He walked into the busy kitchen where his Aunt Petunia was making breakfast.
"What time are these freaks getting here today?" rumbled Uncle Vernon from behind his paper. Harry twinged with anger but calmed himself enough to reply, "Around noon." At this Dudley whimpered and looked to his father. "Can I go over to the park later so I don't have to be here when they arrive?" squeaked a rather scared voice.
"You shall do no such thing," voiced an annoyed Aunt Petunia. "You have nothing to fear Dudley, Harry has assured me that those twin boys will not be joining us today." and still terrified he nodded to his mother and gulped down three bowls of cereal, two eggs, and half a dozen pieces of sausage. Harry could no longer watch his cousin gobble food down so he went up the stairs to his small room. Harry decided he should finish packing and started to do so when he heard a shrill voice from the bottom of the stairs. "HARRY, COME DOWN HERE NOW!!!!"
Great now what had he done he thought to himself as he closed his trunk with a bit of a struggle. And climbed weakly down the stairs. "Yes......." he started to say but was startled when low and behold right in front of him appeared a cowering Dudley and Harry's wand. "What........how did that get down here?"said a shocked Harry. "Dudley decided to see if your abnormality was real and took this while you were sleeping and look.......look what it did!"
Harry looked down and sure enough there were burn marks on the nice carpet and the same on Dudley's shirt. Harry held back a laugh and said, "Ummmm....so is it real??" Dudley started to whimper and Harry bent down and picked up his wand. He jogged back up stairs while Dudley started to full out cry. Harry closed his door and fell over laughing. Serves him right thought Harry.
Harry finished packing and looked at the clock which showed it was 5 minutes till 12:00. And sure enough there was a knocking on the front door and the sound of a muffled yell which obviously came from Dudley. Harry opened his bedroom door and ran down the steps to the door. He opened it quickly. But instead of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley or even Ron there stood a girl...a brown, bushy haired girl. "Hermione?" stated Harry in a muffled state of shock. "Well who'd you expect? The Grim Reaper?"said Hermione through a soft smile. Just then the Weasley's appeared behind her and started talking to him at once. Fred and George are prefects...............Harry how are you?.............Oh dear, you look so pale haven't you had any sun at all?. This was all to much for Harry so he invited them in and Harry went to get his things. Ron and Hermione followed closely behind him as he made his way to his room.
"Hey Harry what's this?" said Ron as he reached down and picked up a piece of parchment. It was Hermione's letter. "Awwwww........how sweet you miss him very much" he said mockingly to Hermione. "Shut up" Said Hermione, But Harry could see that she was slightly blushing.
After a lot of effort they brought his trunk , broom, and Hedwig who was sleeping peacefully in her cage. After a few minutes Harry's things were loaded into the trunk of the Weasley's car. Harry said goodbye to the Dursley's and they grunted what oddly sounded like a see ya as the closed the door hastily behind him. In the car ride to the Burrow Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in the back seat talking about what they had been up to over the summer. Ron had ignored his homework( How could you? said Hermione), Hermione of course finished it all within the first two weeks of vacation, but she had big news. " Krum and I broke up." she said somewhat sadly. "Oh I'm so sorry dear," piped Mrs. Weasley from the front seat. "It's ok I wasn't in love or anything but I did have feelings for him I do hope we stay friends." At this Ron smiled and said," Well now you can move on to your new boyfriend, Crabbe." They all looked at each other and started to crack up. Even Mr. Weasley let off what sounded like a muffle chuckle.
Soon enough the car slowed and pulled up to Ron's wonderfully crooked house and cluttered front yard where Ginny was sitting waiting for them to return but before she said a word she squeaked a small scream and ran into the house. "Ahhhhhh....look Harry not even a minute here and you already have girls screaming over you."
"Shut up," replied Harry laughing a little bit. Then from the side yard came Fred and George who came over to Harry and said, "Did you hear our horrible news? Dumbledore made us prefects." "We're a disgrace to trouble-makers everywhere."
"Now, now you should be very proud and grateful after all those silly pranks and points you've lost because of them that Dumbledore allows you to continue attending school let alone making you prefects." Came the annoyed voice of Mrs. Weasley. "But mom he likes our pranks and jokes. He bought 10 canary pies from us."said Fred. "He gave one to Professor Snape" laughed George." Really now, that's enough out of you two have you finished denomeing the garden again?" they looked at each other and said together, "Almost" and rushed off to the garden.
Harry entered the house and a strong aroma of floo powder and what seemed like the same fragrance from Professer Tawlney's room. "Percy's making another potion," whispered Ron. "Actually," came a voice from the living room, "I'm not," just then appeared Percy. "Hey, Harry how are you?"
"Fine," replied Harry. "Anyway, I think that Fred and George are the ones making the potion,"said percy as he walked into the kitchen and disappered behind the fridge door. Harry and Ron made their way upstairs while Hermione took Hedwig to the kitchen to give her a treat. "Gosh, Harry what do you have in here a ton of bricks?" Ron asked as he dropped his end on his foot. "Actually, I only have half a ton, but you were pretty close," Harry said in a sarcastic tone and laughed. Harry helped lift the trunk off Ron's foot but he dropped it again on to Ron's foot when he heard a loud explosion behind the door on his left. "Ouch, that hurt," said Ron as he pushed the trunk of his foot,"Come on, lets go."
"Ummmm..........aren't Fred and George out in the garden,"asked Harry realizing who's room it was. "Yeah, so?" asked Ron. "Well what was that sound from if noone was in there to make it." asked Harry. " Who knows," said Ron. Harry wasn't listening he walked silently to the door and slowly turned the knob. He crept into the room.
It was covered in posters of famous witch singers, and papers littered the floor that looked like floor plans for their future joke shop. Books were scattered in ever nook and cranny. The all were about making weird items and fabulous jokes. Two beds were on opposite sides of the room and empty potion bottles lay forgotten on the floor around a moth eaten rug. Above this rug stood a large, black cauldron.
Harry turned to leave but was stopped by another explosion, not just an explosion but an eruption of orange goo. Green sparks were flying from the open mouth of the cauldron. Ron came running in the room and exclaimed, "What should we do?" Harry avoided the goo and went to the window while Ron ran downstairs. Harry saw Fred and George in the garden fighting with some gnomes that refused to be thrown over the neighboring fence.
Harry flung open the window and yelled down to them, "You two better get up here quick." They looked up toward Harry and back at each other and mouthed the words "the potion" and ran to the back door and soon they were bundling up the stairs appeared in the foot-holed of the door and started to laugh hysterically. Harry didn't see what was so funny until he looked back at where the orange goo had been. He too began to laugh. The green sparks had subsided and the orange goo was forming into green grass and beautiful roses and carnations began to appear. "What's going on in here," came a voice from the hall. Ron appeared in the door way behind Fred and George and was closely followed by Mr. Weasley. Fred and George stepped inside so that they could see what happened and they too started to laugh.
"I guess Floo Powder and Toadstool don't make a very good combination," said Fred.
"Floo Powder?" asked George," I said a pinch of flea powder."
"Oh no wonder it exploded," said the twins.
Just then Hermione appeared behind Mr. Weasley and exclaimed, " How beautiful!" and she bent down and pick a rather small red rose. Harry was reminded of his dream with Hermione and again wondered what this meant. He hadn't told Ron or Hermione about the dream and really hadn't thought about it since Breakfast.
"Well I guess we should clean this up before your mother finds out," said Mr. Weasley. "And we should get my stuff off the steps," said Harry to Ron. After a lot of pushing and tugging they finally reached Ron's room where Harry was greeted by the Chudley Cannon posters that hung on Ron's wall.
"Lunch time," called a voice from the bottom of the stairs. Harry hadn't realized how hungry he was as he went down the stairs. He even passed by Ginny who squealed because she saw him. She closely followed Harry down the steps where Ron and Hermione were already sitting. Harry sat down in between them. Harry could see that Hermione had put the rose behind her left ear and saw disgust on Ron's face. Did Ron like Hermione? He thought to himself. Why do I even care if he does. Do I like her? No, she's one of my best friends that's all. Or was it he thought about it all through lunch except the last 10 minutes of it because Hogwarts letters were delivered to the children. They were addressed in the same emerald ink as always. Harry looked at his......
Dear Mr. Potter,
Hope your summer was well. Enclosed is a list of what you'll be needing for your fifth year at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry. Please also note that do to circumstances beyond our control the Triwizarding Tournament will not be held this year. See you September 1st.
Deputy Headmistress,
Professor Minerva McGonagall
Harry looked up from his letter with out even glancing at the book list and said," So does that mean Quiditch is back on?" They all looked at him and Fred said," What are you talking about Harry?"
Harry handed Fred his letter and he read it. "Why did they tell you that but not anyone else?" he said suspiciously.
"Maybe so he can start practicing. You know how much Minerva loves to win." said Mrs. Weasley. But Harry didn't know what to think. Why was he told that when no one else was? And what were these circumstances beyond Dumbledore's control? Did it have to do with Voldamort? His thoughts drifted from question to question and didn't even notice Mrs. Weasley Flick her wand to have the dishes start to wash themselves.
The rest of the day flew by and soon it was time to eat dinner and go to bed. After dinner Harry, Ron, and Hermione climbed the stairs toward their beds very slowly. "Hey, Harry could you move a little faster?" asked Ron as he pushed pass him. Hermione caught up with Harry. He noticed that she seemed just as tired as he was. The flower that had been fastened behind her left ear was slowly falling off. Harry caught it and handed it to her.
"Thanks," she said while blushing a little,"goodnight," he heard her say as she quickly shut her bedroom door.
"Weird,"said Harry aloud as he walked into Ron's bedroom. He climbed into bed and looked over at Ron. He was already asleep and snoring loudly. "Good night lawnmower," said Harry as he drifted to sleep.