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Chapter 9 The Dream
Harry then said goodnight to Ginny and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
He went back to his room and fell into a deep sleep.
(This is Harry's dream it's long!)
It was the most wonderful feeling Harry has ever experienced. He was flying through the air, feeling the wind blow by and through his entire body.
The warm sun was glowing all over him and some birds were flying by singing merrily. He raced them, not knowing where too; just knowing he was having the best time of his life.
As Harry was shooting ahead, he looked forward, and saw a thin line on the ground. Harry threw his hands back, getting a sudden burst of speed. He was going faster than the birds now, he could hear their voices trailing far behind him, getting further and further away.
The thin line was getting closer as Harry sped up. As he got nearer to it, the sun's warmth became slightly colder, and the wind blowing much harder.
Despite this, he continued on, having a huge desire to see what the line was dividing. Harry suddenly realized he was shivering, and his teeth were chattering. The wind was approaching the speed of that of a hurricane. It just kept blowing harder and harder, until Harry was unable to fight it. So he fell.
He was falling, falling, faster, faster, and faster. The ground was rushing at hi, he fell through the clouds, and could just about make out the top of houses. He could see some cars too. Now, he can make out someone below him. Harry abruptly realized what was happening, and he let out a scream, anticipating the painful impact when all of a sudden he felt hands below him.
Someone caught him. Harry let out a sigh of relief. The hands below him felt bony and weak; they were concealed in a long flowing black robe.
Harry looked up to seethe face that went with the arms, and as soon as his eyes met the face he wished he hadn't been caught after all. It felt as though there was a brick in his stomach that suddenly moved up out of his mouth, escaping with a scream.
The face belonged to Voldemort. He merely gave Harry a small grin. Harry jumped out of Voldemort's hands, and started running away. Green rays were shooting by him, and Harry recognized the green rays from the Killing Curse.
He kept running, not knowing where he was going. All of a sudden, he saw someone! Two people actually, a man and a woman... They looked very familiar.
Harry ran as fast as he could towards them, spells still shooting by him every second. All Harry did was try and concentrate on the people ahead of him.
As soon as he got closer to them, he realized who they were... They were his parents.
The woman was tall, and had red hair, and unmistakable green eyes. She was cradling a bundle of blankets in her arms... it looked like a baby. Next to her, was an even taller, skinny man with untidy black hair.
What were they doing here? Weren't they... dead? All of these questions were running through Harry's mind when he suddenly remembered how he had gotten to see his parents in the first place...Voldemort!
"We have to get out of here!" Harry yelled at them. But it was as if he didn't say anything or as if he didn't exist. His mom kept cradling the bundle of blankets, and his dad was just watching her.
" Voldemort's here!" yelled Harry as loud as he could. " We have to go!" This time, they looked at him and Harry felt relief come over him, then he felt a hand come over his shoulder and squeeze down hard.
He didn't even have to turn around to know whom it was who was holding onto him. the bony fingers gave it all away. " Give me the boy." Voldemort hissed.
"You already know we won't," said Harry's dad, James. " We had an agreement," Said Lily, Harry's mom, Setting the baby the bundle down into a cradle that had just seemed to have appeared.
What agreement? Harry never knew that his parents had ever made some sort of deal with Voldemort. "Yes, well. that agreement did not benefit me enough to continue it," said Voldemort.
"I would rather just take the boy now." " Never," said Lily and James together. "If you will not give him to me, then I'll have to take him by force!" yelled Voldemort, brandishing his wand.
Harry saw his father immediately respond by taking out his out too. But he wasn't fast enough.
" Avada Kedavra!" yelled Voldemort.
The familiar green flash brightened the white oblivion around them... where had the world gone? It seemed to have all just disappeared.
That was the last thing on Harry's mind though. He saw his father be hit with the Killing curse, and fall to the ground with a large thud. He was dead.
"No! James!" yelled Lily.
" Now give me the boy and you shall live," said Voldemort, pointing his wand right at Lily. " I shall never hand him over to you, even if it means my death!" she said. " Very well then..." said Voldemort. " Avadra Kedvara!!"
The world flashed green again, and Lily collapsed to the floor, right on top of James. Voldemort walked over to the cradle the baby version of Harry was in. He gave a sickening smile, and pointed his wand right at Harry, and mumbled the killing curse.
Suddenly, there was a massive explosion like none Harry had ever experienced before. It was as if a nuclear bomb went off right in front of his eyes.
The entire world turned black for an instant, and Voldemort, his mom and dad were blown away. It lasted for only a second though.. And Harry was back in his white, infinite oblivion.. all alone this time.
" Harry." came a voice. It was a soft, soothing voice that was barely loud enough to be heard. Harry ran towards where he thought the voice was coming from, though the world around him was appearing to be lighter.
" Harry." This time the voice was slightly louder. Harry ran faster. Maybe it was his mom! Maybe she didn't die after all! The voice rang out again and again and Harry ran faster and faster, not caring that he was getting tired.
" Harry!" yelled the voice. It was not soothing at all this time; it was instead very harsh and loud. The world around Harry was spinning now, with many colors. The voice was yelling at him almost every second, and the world was coming into blurry focus.
Harry shook his head, rubbed his eyes, and looked around. He was in a small room. in a bed. with pajamas on. what was going on?
It now came to Harry that he had been dreaming and was now back in his real life. There stood Ginny right by his bed stand looking worried.
" Are you ok? You look really sick, Harry." Said Ginny. She looked like she had been standing there for quite a while, and very sleepy. " Yeah fine, what time is it? Harry asked while stretching his arms and legs.
" Its 1 o'clock in the afternoon" "Wow its that late already!" " Where's Ron and Hermione?" asked Harry while thinking they were probably at the beach snogging. They are getting more in love everyday. I wonder if he's asked her yet? Those two are bound to get married.
" I don't know," said Ginny. She sounded unsure." Mum and dad were worried about you" Harry just gave her a look that said oh man! " I'm really hungry, I'm going to go get some grub, and then go find the lovebirds," Harry said.
Right at that moment Harry's stomach growled. Ginny just giggled at the sound. " Sounds like you are hungry" Ginny then left the room, leaving Harry to get dressed. Harry picked out a pair of khakis and a dark green shirt, and then putted them on.
Harry then made his way downstairs to the kitchen. Ginny was at the kitchen counter making a sandwich. It was a ham and cheese sandwich. " Is that for me?" asked Harry, pointing to the sandwich. He was eyeing it hungrily.
" Yes it is, I know you are hungry," said Ginny. Ginny is now Harry's girlfriend. She is quite proud of it too. Harry then gobbled up the sandwich. It was quite good. " Thank you for the sandwich, Ginny," said Harry who meant it. " I've got to go find Ron and Hermione, would you like to meet up later?" " Yeah, sure I would love that!" exclaimed Ginny.
Harry then gave her a quick kiss. And with that Harry left Ginny in the kitchen looking dazed, and went to go find the lovebirds.
Chapter 9 The Dream
Harry then said goodnight to Ginny and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
He went back to his room and fell into a deep sleep.
(This is Harry's dream it's long!)
It was the most wonderful feeling Harry has ever experienced. He was flying through the air, feeling the wind blow by and through his entire body.
The warm sun was glowing all over him and some birds were flying by singing merrily. He raced them, not knowing where too; just knowing he was having the best time of his life.
As Harry was shooting ahead, he looked forward, and saw a thin line on the ground. Harry threw his hands back, getting a sudden burst of speed. He was going faster than the birds now, he could hear their voices trailing far behind him, getting further and further away.
The thin line was getting closer as Harry sped up. As he got nearer to it, the sun's warmth became slightly colder, and the wind blowing much harder.
Despite this, he continued on, having a huge desire to see what the line was dividing. Harry suddenly realized he was shivering, and his teeth were chattering. The wind was approaching the speed of that of a hurricane. It just kept blowing harder and harder, until Harry was unable to fight it. So he fell.
He was falling, falling, faster, faster, and faster. The ground was rushing at hi, he fell through the clouds, and could just about make out the top of houses. He could see some cars too. Now, he can make out someone below him. Harry abruptly realized what was happening, and he let out a scream, anticipating the painful impact when all of a sudden he felt hands below him.
Someone caught him. Harry let out a sigh of relief. The hands below him felt bony and weak; they were concealed in a long flowing black robe.
Harry looked up to seethe face that went with the arms, and as soon as his eyes met the face he wished he hadn't been caught after all. It felt as though there was a brick in his stomach that suddenly moved up out of his mouth, escaping with a scream.
The face belonged to Voldemort. He merely gave Harry a small grin. Harry jumped out of Voldemort's hands, and started running away. Green rays were shooting by him, and Harry recognized the green rays from the Killing Curse.
He kept running, not knowing where he was going. All of a sudden, he saw someone! Two people actually, a man and a woman... They looked very familiar.
Harry ran as fast as he could towards them, spells still shooting by him every second. All Harry did was try and concentrate on the people ahead of him.
As soon as he got closer to them, he realized who they were... They were his parents.
The woman was tall, and had red hair, and unmistakable green eyes. She was cradling a bundle of blankets in her arms... it looked like a baby. Next to her, was an even taller, skinny man with untidy black hair.
What were they doing here? Weren't they... dead? All of these questions were running through Harry's mind when he suddenly remembered how he had gotten to see his parents in the first place...Voldemort!
"We have to get out of here!" Harry yelled at them. But it was as if he didn't say anything or as if he didn't exist. His mom kept cradling the bundle of blankets, and his dad was just watching her.
" Voldemort's here!" yelled Harry as loud as he could. " We have to go!" This time, they looked at him and Harry felt relief come over him, then he felt a hand come over his shoulder and squeeze down hard.
He didn't even have to turn around to know whom it was who was holding onto him. the bony fingers gave it all away. " Give me the boy." Voldemort hissed.
"You already know we won't," said Harry's dad, James. " We had an agreement," Said Lily, Harry's mom, Setting the baby the bundle down into a cradle that had just seemed to have appeared.
What agreement? Harry never knew that his parents had ever made some sort of deal with Voldemort. "Yes, well. that agreement did not benefit me enough to continue it," said Voldemort.
"I would rather just take the boy now." " Never," said Lily and James together. "If you will not give him to me, then I'll have to take him by force!" yelled Voldemort, brandishing his wand.
Harry saw his father immediately respond by taking out his out too. But he wasn't fast enough.
" Avada Kedavra!" yelled Voldemort.
The familiar green flash brightened the white oblivion around them... where had the world gone? It seemed to have all just disappeared.
That was the last thing on Harry's mind though. He saw his father be hit with the Killing curse, and fall to the ground with a large thud. He was dead.
"No! James!" yelled Lily.
" Now give me the boy and you shall live," said Voldemort, pointing his wand right at Lily. " I shall never hand him over to you, even if it means my death!" she said. " Very well then..." said Voldemort. " Avadra Kedvara!!"
The world flashed green again, and Lily collapsed to the floor, right on top of James. Voldemort walked over to the cradle the baby version of Harry was in. He gave a sickening smile, and pointed his wand right at Harry, and mumbled the killing curse.
Suddenly, there was a massive explosion like none Harry had ever experienced before. It was as if a nuclear bomb went off right in front of his eyes.
The entire world turned black for an instant, and Voldemort, his mom and dad were blown away. It lasted for only a second though.. And Harry was back in his white, infinite oblivion.. all alone this time.
" Harry." came a voice. It was a soft, soothing voice that was barely loud enough to be heard. Harry ran towards where he thought the voice was coming from, though the world around him was appearing to be lighter.
" Harry." This time the voice was slightly louder. Harry ran faster. Maybe it was his mom! Maybe she didn't die after all! The voice rang out again and again and Harry ran faster and faster, not caring that he was getting tired.
" Harry!" yelled the voice. It was not soothing at all this time; it was instead very harsh and loud. The world around Harry was spinning now, with many colors. The voice was yelling at him almost every second, and the world was coming into blurry focus.
Harry shook his head, rubbed his eyes, and looked around. He was in a small room. in a bed. with pajamas on. what was going on?
It now came to Harry that he had been dreaming and was now back in his real life. There stood Ginny right by his bed stand looking worried.
" Are you ok? You look really sick, Harry." Said Ginny. She looked like she had been standing there for quite a while, and very sleepy. " Yeah fine, what time is it? Harry asked while stretching his arms and legs.
" Its 1 o'clock in the afternoon" "Wow its that late already!" " Where's Ron and Hermione?" asked Harry while thinking they were probably at the beach snogging. They are getting more in love everyday. I wonder if he's asked her yet? Those two are bound to get married.
" I don't know," said Ginny. She sounded unsure." Mum and dad were worried about you" Harry just gave her a look that said oh man! " I'm really hungry, I'm going to go get some grub, and then go find the lovebirds," Harry said.
Right at that moment Harry's stomach growled. Ginny just giggled at the sound. " Sounds like you are hungry" Ginny then left the room, leaving Harry to get dressed. Harry picked out a pair of khakis and a dark green shirt, and then putted them on.
Harry then made his way downstairs to the kitchen. Ginny was at the kitchen counter making a sandwich. It was a ham and cheese sandwich. " Is that for me?" asked Harry, pointing to the sandwich. He was eyeing it hungrily.
" Yes it is, I know you are hungry," said Ginny. Ginny is now Harry's girlfriend. She is quite proud of it too. Harry then gobbled up the sandwich. It was quite good. " Thank you for the sandwich, Ginny," said Harry who meant it. " I've got to go find Ron and Hermione, would you like to meet up later?" " Yeah, sure I would love that!" exclaimed Ginny.
Harry then gave her a quick kiss. And with that Harry left Ginny in the kitchen looking dazed, and went to go find the lovebirds.