Hold On
Chapter Two: Dare To Dream
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J. K. Rowling and her publishers.
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*Dream*

Walking through an open field, Hermione stopped to smell a pale blue flower. She closed her eyes and let the fragrance fill her head. She carefully picked the flower and tucked it behind her ear. She carelessly tucked her hair behind her ears and stood back up. A yard away was a giant, old oak tree, though it wasn't the tree that was drawing Hermione's attention.

"Hello Hermione, want to come sit with me?" Harry asked, smiling brightly. Hermione absentmindedly ran her hand though her hair and frowned. Harry laughed and patted the grass next to him.

"I can't Harry. . ." Hermione felt tears well up in her eyes as she turned around and started to walk away slowly. She heard Harry leap up after her and run up behind her. She kept walking until she felt her grab her shoulder to protest.

"This is about Ginny, isn't it? I told you I don't care about her like I do you." Hermione laughed a fake laugh. Harry's hand left her shoulder and returned to his side as he started at her. He turned her around and pulled her close. "You know I love you Hermi, really. . ." He brushed her hair back and rubbed the flower softly.

"I just can't accept this Harry. . ." Harry leaned in and kissed her softly. Hermione gasped as he kissed her. She was so enjoying it, if only it really meant anything. It took seconds to react. She pushed Harry away roughly and shook her head.

"No! No! Leave me alone!" Slowly, the world around her faded and she fell into distant shadows of reality…

*End Dream*

Hermione woke in a cold sweat. Her heart was racing from the kiss she had shared with Harry. But alas, it was only a dream, nothing more. Harry was still a no good cheater. Looking around her dormitory, she noticed that everyone else was up. They were all sitting in a circle on the floor, no doubt gossiping. She glanced over at her clock. It read 12:07 in brilliant red, glowing letters.

"What are you doing? It's midnight!" Hermione said, half amused. Sitting in a circle was Lavender, Parvati, and Mel, all in hair nets and with green cream all over their faces. The girls looked up and smiled leaned in, whispering. "What?"

"Well, you see, we're bored, and we want someone to do a makeover on. . ." Hermione gasped and shook her head. The girls giggled and Lavender reached into her trunk, which lay a few feet away. Hermione watched as she pulled out a coil of rope and tossed it to Mel. The group jumped up and all muttered 'wrapius' at the same time. The rope jumped up and wrapped around her. Hermione fell to the floor.

"Why didn't we just do a full body bind?"

"Oops…"