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Chapter 3
Cloud Nine
Harry set bolt upright in the bed. The same nightmare, twice in one night, was almost unbearable. Why am I even bothering? Harry had tried everything that he possibly could to stop the dreams. Obviously, nothing had worked. When he had returned to Hogwarts that year, Dumbledore had ordered that the Occlumency lessons with Snape be reinstated. They loathed one another, and nothing could be done to change that. Sometimes Harry wondered if Snape was intentionally sabotaging the lessons, but everytime he had that thought, he also heard Hermiones voice, "He's a teacher Harry, and an order member. No matter how he feels about you, he will not disobey a direct order from Dumbledore." Yeah, Harry thought, That is all well and good, but if Snape was still in Voldemorts service, Harry might still be a valuable tool, and as Dumbledore had told him, "The Nightmares you are having now could be a way from Voldemort of keeping your mind open. Daylight was peaking through the window, and Harry new that it must be almost time for breakfast.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione, Made their way from the Gryffindor commmon room, and toward the Great hall for breakfast. When they entered the Great hall, It was almost empty. After all, it was saturday, and a beautiful one at that. The Magical ceiling of the great hall was mimicking the sunny sky above it. They reached the Gryffindor table, and Hermione said something about her having to study for some exam that she had the following Monday. Harry could hardly think of his studies, or anything else for that matter. Sirius had died. Nothing could change that. He knew this, but he couldn't get his Godfather out of his mind. The Post owls flew in with the morning post. A Grayish barn owl swept down and landed in front of Hermione, being careful not to knock over the plate that held eggs, bacon, and a mix of some green slimey stuff, that Ron was sure had to be The bogeys of a house elf. Hermione Untied the copy of the daily prophet, fed the owl a piece of overdone bacon, and placed a silver sickle in the leathery pouch that was tied to the birds leg.
The owl hooted softly and flew off toward the window, and was gone. Hermione opened her paper, and seemed to have a satisfied look on her face. "The Daily Prophet is back to normal." she said. "They can't seem to apologize enough to Harry and Dumbledore, for doubting them, and making so many people hate them. They may have been apologetic to Harry and Dumbledore, but they didn't seem to be letting up on the Ministry, and the main person they were going after was Cornelius Fudge. In the past few issues of The Daily Prophet, they seemed to be going at Fudge from every angle. From Accusing Dumbledore of lying, to replacing him with Deloris Umbridge. None had forgotten, or would soon forget, how Umbridge had replaced Dumbledore as Headmaster and High Inquisitor of Hogwarts. There had been pure mayhem, alot caused by The Weasley Twins themselves. The Weasley twins had made a name for themselves, with their joke shop "Weasleys Wizard Wheezes". "I donno mate," said Ron, "The Daily Prophet doesn't seem to be going after the right 'right winged' wizard, do they?" Harry knew that Ron was right, they hadn't once attacked Voldemort, and by the looks of it, it would be a while before they did.