Author's Notes: Hello everyone, I know it's taken me forever but here I am
with chapter number 4!!!! Whorah!!!! Well this one may need a bit of
explanation but I'll do that at the end or else it'll just ruin the story
if I do it now! Anyway I hope you enjoy it and please review afterwards. If
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Disclaimer: Oh how I wish I were J K Rowling, she is rolling in it!!!! But I'm not, so of course the original story line of Harry Potter and it's characters do not belong to me (Oh but Tabitha does!!! He! He! He! Try taking her away from me, Ms R!() Oh yeah and Warner Bros. has got their sticky little fingers in their own piece of the pie too!
I'd like to write a little thanks to my English buddy Izza, thanks for the constant reminders that I hadn't yet uploaded my next chapter, that I was taking my sweet merry time and that I should pull my sorry arse in to gear and get typing (not necessarily in those words). Thanks a mill Iz, and here finally for your reading pleasure, I present to you, chapter 4. (
Chapter 4: Sweet Dreams
"Who is it? Whose there? What do you want?" Harry whispered whilst looking around trying to find the source but there was nowhere anyone could be hiding and there was no answer from the voice. Giving up he turned around and opened the door to the Gryffindors temporary common room. The room was full of chatter.
"Did you see that!? How did she do that!? I want to go home!" came the voices of the many very nervous Gryffindors.
Harry saw Ron and Hermione sitting in a corner on deep olive green sleeping bags. Ron opened his mouth to speak but Harry beat him to it.
"I have to tell you guys something" he rambled rather quickly as he sat down in front of the pair.
"What happened?" they said in unison.
"Well I was going to try and speak to Malfoy and Tabitha to try and get some more information out of them but that didn't go as well as I'd hoped so I gave up and made my way to here, well I was just outside the door when I heard this voice, don't worry we're not having a sudden return of the Basilisk (he said noticing the shocked faces, he couldn't help but feel as though he'd been through this before), this one was different, this one sounded like a women, as though.I don't know but she sure sounded.she sounded like a temptress," Harry stammered towards the end.
"Harry don't you think it's obvious that it's Tabitha?" Ron said, concentration now replacing concern on his face. "You know how she got into my head!"
"Mmmm Harry, she seems powerful enough. She didn't even need a wand to create that spider," Hermione elaborated.
"A: that's because she is the sporn of Satan and B: could we please not mention the S word again?" Ron said with a shudder.
"Sorry Ron" Herms apologised.
"You know if I didn't know any better I'd say you two thought I was darft and that I just survived countless attacks from Voldemort because I went in there and said, 'hey I'm stupid give me all the answers so I can kick your arse again', of course I've considered that it could've been Tabitha!" Harry said rather protectively of his dignity whilst sounding sarcastic at the same time.
"Harry this isn't something to joke around about, this is serious," Hermione said in her usual teacherly tone. Harry made a shocked face of I- was-just-saying-that-you-idiot.
"Well I think we should just go to bed and get some sleep" Ron said patting the soft green fabric in front of his leg, longing to climb under and wonder into the land of nod.
"That's the last thing I want to be doing right now," announced Harry.
"Why?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Well, the voice or Tabitha, well whoever it was said that they'd see me in my dreams tonight," Harry said, his voice shaking a little.
"Relax Harry" Herms said with a slight shake of her head.
"Relax. Relax, right relax and I'm sure you'd be able to relax if some none materialistic psychopathic stalker was telling you, 'I'll be around about 1am to take a peek-a-boo at what your dreaming about', how do you expect me to relax?"
"You could be a little less sarcastic, it doesn't help anyone," Hermione said rather indignantly.
"Herms, don't push it," Harry said with a light pat on Hermione's knee.
"Well, she is You-Know-Who's daughter, I guess anything is possible," she said shrugging her shoulders slightly.
"That's quite true, Harry, my advice, sleep with a helmet on tonight mate," Ron said smiling.
"Oh very comfortable Ron," Herms said as she nodded artificially.
"Now who's being sarcastic?" Harry said leaning away from Hermoine slightly and crossing his arms.
"Shut up," she said playfully.
"I want to know how she knows Draco and all that stuff about Tom Riddle and the thing with the spi.forbidden forest, no one but us and Dumbledore should know about that," Harry was leaning his head on his hand in contemplation.
"I say Lucius and Y-K-W were old buddies, after all, we know for sure that Lucius is a deatheater," Ron said proudly of his sudden burst of knowledge.
"What was with that, listening into her conversation bit she pulled on me?" Harry said still looking confused.
"Who knows, she seems to be a lot of things, maybe she's an animagi as well," Ron suggested unfazed at how Harry's eyes widened as if cracking an impossible code.
"That's it Ron!"
"That's what?"
"Don't you see, remember how I told you about that snake that Voldemort looked as though he was talking to it at different points?"
"Yeah," Ron said, vacant in expression.
"I see Harry!" Hermoine exclaimed.
"Well I don't, keep going Harry," Ron went on.
"Well what if she is an animagi, and she was that snake,"
"Too true," Ron said, realising what was been gotten at.
"As much as that would answer a few things it still doesn't answer how she knows about the forest, the chamber is easy, it was her father who you were talking too but what about the forest? Aragog has nothing to do with You- Know-Who," said Hermione.
"When are you too going to start using his name?" Harry asked shaking his head.
"When I feel like it," Hermione replied.
"Hey I wonder why she came here so late, turning up in the 5th year, it's sort of odd, don't you think?" Ron pondered.
"Probably realised that even witches and wizards need an education before they can get a job!" Hermione huffed rather insensitively.
"If you ask me, I think her old man has got her out here to spy on Harry,"
"Thanks Ron that makes me feel so much more safer with that thought floating in my mind," Harry said sarcastically.
"But it's a possibility that we must consider, Harry," Hermione said placing a reassuring hand on his knee. "We have to look at every possibility."
"I know that!" Harry snapped. "I just don't need reminding of it, alright?"
"Sorry Harry"
"It's alright, just someone else to add to my fast growing list of psychopathic mind reading women trying to kill me," he said with a fake smile on the end.
"I don't think Rita Skeeter was a mind reader, and she wasn't trying to kill you, just ruin you life,"
"Ron! Shut up!" Hermione almost shouted.
"No!" Ron shouted back, a few heads turning to see the course of the commotion.
"Oh you are impossible! All I am trying to do is to find some logical explanation for everything and you're here just filling Harry with uncertainty!" Hermione bit back.
"Oh come on Herms, don't be naïve you know that it's more likely.."
"Ron! Harry doesn't need these thoughts weighing him down and I don't need you coming up with stupid little theories too."
"Oh blow off Hermione, go write a poem to your little Vikky your pissing me off!"
"Hey! Hey! Both of you shut up! What's the matter with you? One minute you're all lovey dovey 'oh I agree' with one another and now you're at each other again as usual, I honestly don't understand you guys at all some times." Harry finished, shaking his head.
"Can't you see? This is what she wants to happen," Ron said assured.
"What who wants? What do you mean?" Hermione said rubbing her temples as she closed her eyes, trying to relieve an ever-increasing headache.
"Tabitha, she wants us to fight, weaken us from within, that's probably why she burnt the tower down, take us out of our habitat, get us panicking," Ron explained.
"So you're sure it was her who set the Gryffindor tower on fire?" Hermione opened her eyes.
"I'm positive it was her, who else would do it apart from Malfoy?" "And she probably has my album as well,"
"Well you didn't write anything in it, did you?" Hermione asked Harry.
"Hermione, it's a photo album, not a diary, of course I didn't write anything in it."
"Then there's nothing that she can find out from it," Hermione said quite cheerily.
"I guess," Harry said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Come on let's get some sleep," Hermione said as she started pulling open her sleeping bag.
"Who can sleep?" Ron asked her.
"Well it's obvious how tied we are with the way we are biting at one another,"
"Ah, my teeth haven't gone anywhere near you Hermione," Harry said smirking. Ron laughed loudly.
"Alright, alright very funny, now go to sleep," Herms said smiling.
"You guys go ahead, I think I'm going to stay up a little longer," Harry said rising from the ground.
"Harry, you can't stay up waiting for something that may not ever happen, just go to sleep," she said with a reassuring smile.
"Hmm, well I think I might just go sleep over there, just in case," Harry said as he picked up his sleeping bag and made for a vacant corner of the room, if she does do anything, he didn't want his friends getting pulled into it as well.
"Alright then, well, goodnight Harry," Hermione called after him.
"Yeah night mate!" Ron added.
"Night," Harry called back as he placed his sleeping bag down and settling down into the soft insides of it. He slowly drifted off to sleep, anxious of what was to come.
"Harry," came a voice, so close as if right next to him.
"Harry, open your eyes," said the voice again. Hermione, is that you? He thought, but the voice did not sound like Hermione's but of the voice that had followed him to the Gryffindor sleeping quarters earlier.
"Are you afraid? Come on, open your eyes,"
This time Harry opened his eyes, slowly the room around him came into focus but it was what was right in front of his face that gave him the biggest shock of all.
"Tabitha! What are you doing?"
Tabitha was kneeling over Harry her face hovering only an inch from his.
"I told you that I would see you in your dreams," she said with a sly smile.
"So I am dreaming?"
"Sort of, more like, I'm wondering around in your sub conscious,"
"Excuse me?"
"I'm a dream walker Harry, you have heard of them haven't you?" she added noticing the puzzled look on Harry's face.
"Can't say that I have,"
"I dream walker can wonder into to peoples dreams, making them believe what we want them to believe by getting them to dream about it. They don't even have to be dreaming, we can make up the dreams, it can be quite use full,"
"What else are you? You're a daughter of a dark lord, a veela, we figured out that you're an animagi now you're a dream walker, what are you going to miraculously become next?" Harry was getting tied of all these little surprises.
"But where's the fun in that? Besides why do you think I'd tell you all my secrets considering the fact that I'm your enemy," Tabitha lingered closer to Harry's face before gracefully getting down off the bed. Harry hadn't noticed until now that he was in a beautiful room, filled with only the light of candles and a big crackling fire. The bed was draped with rich tapestries and there were no windows. Harry felt very hot, he got up from the bed before he looked over at Tabitha, she was dressed in a long black satin slip that tied at the top in a halter neck, her long hair laying over her shoulders, for the first time since he'd meet her he noticed just how attractive she was.
"Don't even think about it," she said as she looked over her shoulders to Harry.
"Think about what?" he said rather surprised.
Tabitha taped a perfectly manicured finger up to the side of her forehead.
"Remember, I'm in your subconscious right now, so whatever you think I'll be able to read it, but thank you," she said smiling whilst putting her hand back down to her side.
"So I'm not going to have a single private thought to myself whilst I'm here with you know?" Harry was quite annoyed at the revelation of this news.
"Not one," Tabitha said sweetly.
"Fantastic," Harry said turning away to find himself gazing into the fire. He suddenly felt a soft hand on his shoulder, it was only then did he notice that he was still in his half burnt robes.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you think I'm gorgeous," Harry was about to retaliate when he found Tabitha's hand over his mouth. "Shhh, relax Harry, I'm not in this dream to stress you," she said as she moved her hand from Harry's mouth around his neck and down to his broad shoulders and on to his back. Harry was quite a lot taller than she was.
"What do you mean 'this' dream?"
"Harry why don't you just ask me whatever questions you have on your mind first," Tabitha said as she walked over to a small table and poured herself a drink. Harry was actually quite curious as to how she was part veela, 'are you listening?' he thought, 'That's my question!'
"No need to get smart Harry, my mother was a veela, so is my older half sister. My mother married my father and they had me, but I didn't get along well with my sister, I kept cursing her and getting snakes to chase her around the house, so my mother left, taking my sister with her, I haven't heard from my mother since but I've seen my sister from time to time, in fact if I remember correctly you became quite friendly with her last year," she said taking a sip from her glass.
"Unlike what some other people may believe, I do not associate with anyone that has anything to do with Voldemort!"
"But she doesn't have anything to do with my father, she's my half sister, we have different fathers,"
"Alright then who is this person whom I'm supposed to be friends with?" Harry was looking forward to hearing this, 'she doesn't have a clue what she's talking about,' he thought.
"Fleur Delacour,"
"What! Fleur is your sister!"
"Mmmhmm,"
"Well what about Gabrielle? Is she your sister too?"
"Of course, she's my half sister but she has a different father to both me and Tabitha, if you hadn't guessed it my mum's your typical veela," Tabitha said raising her eyebrows as she took another sip from her glass.
"By the sound of it you don't really think much of your mother"
Tabitha spun around quickly and came into eye contact with Harry.
"She left us! How would you like to have a mother but never see her!" she shouted. Tabitha's shocked expression and sudden clasping of her face with her hand told Harry that Tabitha didn't want Harry to know something so personal about her feelings.
"But I don't see my mother, I've never meet my mother! At least you've seen her!"
"But Harry, you at least know that she loved you, my mother doesn't love me, she's afraid of me just like my sister. To have a full flesh living breathing mother but have her not want to see you, ever, is quite a bit different to having a dead mother who'd do anything to get back to you," Tabitha became quite bitter with her words.
"What does your father think?"
"It's none of your business what my father thinks! What makes you think I'd tell you that much I've already told you more than I was going too"
Tabitha raised her hand towards Harry.
"Scourgify"
Harry's robes were automatically cleaned and repaired right there on his shoulders.
"How do you do that?" Harry asked quite amazed.
"Do what?"
"Do spells and charms without using a wand"
"Comes with being a dark lord's daughter I'm afraid Harry, no learning required it's just genetic," she said with a little grin of superiority.
"So what's going on between you and Draco?"
"Why? Jealous?"
"No, just curious,"
"Well you know what they say about curiosity and the cat,"
"Yes but I'm no cat,"
"Still, the same logic applies,"
"So?" "So, I think you should stop poking around in other people's business,"
"Oh that's rich coming from the girl her goes walking around other people's subconscious,"
"But that's different,"
"How so?"
"How in the way that if you keep this up I'm going to put the Avada Kedavra curse on you" Tabitha had become noticeably agitated.
"Well that's not very nice," Harry said smiling in the fact that he was getting to her.
Tabitha smiled whilst she nodded. She seductively made her way to Harry so once again she was just an inch from him.
"I know what your doing, but it's not going to work,"
"Right, I forgot you can read my mind," Harry said as he rolled his eyes and looked away. Tabitha placed her hand onto Harry's chin and pulled his head around so he was facing her again. Her eyes were burning into his, her gaze almost hypnotic.
"I'm not one to be played with Harry Potter,"
"Nor am I,"
"Well then, we should get along just fine," Tabitha, said with a smile before the inch that separated became non-existent and found his lips locked with hers. Harry's head became foggy as if nothing else existed except himself, Tabitha and this kiss that they were sharing together. Harry hated Draco but one thing he would give him was that his taste was right on the money. Harry began to wonder if all kisses were like this or if was just something to do with veelas. As he kissed his whole body went into a sensation, becoming thirsty for more. He was hot from the burning candles that had once surrounded them and with out realising it he found that half his uniform was now on the floor and that Tabitha was moving her soft delicate hands over his bare body. The only thing leaving him with any form of decency was his pants, which Tabitha was presently un-buckling. Harry moved over to the bed where they collapsed with Tabitha on top of him. "You will never believe this," Tabitha whispered in his ear.
"What do you mean?" Harry said in between kissing Tabitha's bare neck.
"Open you eyes,"
"What," he said without registering.
"Open your eyes,"
"What are you.." He said opening his eyes to find himself face to face with Tabitha but in the room full of sleeping Gryffindors and more importantly his best friends. Harry jump up quickly looking around at all the sleeping faces. He turned around and grabbed onto Tabitha's arm, so hard that it caused Tabitha to cringe in pain.
"Ow," she whispered.
"Is this your idea of a joke?" Harry said, pure hatred flaming in his eyes.
"You weren't complaining a few minutes ago,"
"That's because I had no idea that my friends were all a matter of metres from me! I was kind of under the assumption that I was DREAMING!" he said raising his whisper.
"You were, but I wanted to experience this for real,"
"You are sick,"
"Oh I know, I love it," she smiled maliciously.
"Why?" Harry couldn't understand the meaning of it.
"Well I need to keep myself amused some how in this hell hole,"
"Get out,"
"Well that's not very nice," Tabitha said mimicking Harry's previous comment.
"You used me, your just here to get me close to you so that it makes it easier for your dad when he tries killing me again, I don't want anything to do with you ever again now, get out," Harry said threw clinched teeth.
Tabitha just raised her eyebrows and turned around and walked out of the room.
Good night Harry, it was a pleasure.
Well that's it boys and girls, I hope you enjoyed it. Now I do realise it may have been a bit all over the place but that's only because there was a lot of things to say and not a lot of easy ways of telling them. You're probably all going 'what was with that whole dream thing, was he or wasn't he in fact dreaming'. Well the answer is yes he was dreaming, you see the way I've created these dream walkers is that they can either be with you while their in your dream or they can be thousands of light years away. In Tabitha's case, she just wanted a simple way of taking advantage of Harry. Also I just thought I might explain Tabitha's whole family tree as it may of gotten a little confusing in the story. Tabitha's mother, who for the sake of making explanation a little less complicated we shall call Bree (Hey Bri(). Ok, Bree was married to her first husband and she had Fleur, she then divorced from her first husband and married Voldemort. Her and old Volde had Tabitha, now because of Tabitha's constant pranking on her older sister, Bree left and married her third husband and had Gabrielle (who if you don't remember was the young girl tied to the bottom of the lake for the 2nd task in the 4th book). And that's that. So I shall love and leave you all and shall be back soon with another chapter. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! (
Disclaimer: Oh how I wish I were J K Rowling, she is rolling in it!!!! But I'm not, so of course the original story line of Harry Potter and it's characters do not belong to me (Oh but Tabitha does!!! He! He! He! Try taking her away from me, Ms R!() Oh yeah and Warner Bros. has got their sticky little fingers in their own piece of the pie too!
I'd like to write a little thanks to my English buddy Izza, thanks for the constant reminders that I hadn't yet uploaded my next chapter, that I was taking my sweet merry time and that I should pull my sorry arse in to gear and get typing (not necessarily in those words). Thanks a mill Iz, and here finally for your reading pleasure, I present to you, chapter 4. (
Chapter 4: Sweet Dreams
"Who is it? Whose there? What do you want?" Harry whispered whilst looking around trying to find the source but there was nowhere anyone could be hiding and there was no answer from the voice. Giving up he turned around and opened the door to the Gryffindors temporary common room. The room was full of chatter.
"Did you see that!? How did she do that!? I want to go home!" came the voices of the many very nervous Gryffindors.
Harry saw Ron and Hermione sitting in a corner on deep olive green sleeping bags. Ron opened his mouth to speak but Harry beat him to it.
"I have to tell you guys something" he rambled rather quickly as he sat down in front of the pair.
"What happened?" they said in unison.
"Well I was going to try and speak to Malfoy and Tabitha to try and get some more information out of them but that didn't go as well as I'd hoped so I gave up and made my way to here, well I was just outside the door when I heard this voice, don't worry we're not having a sudden return of the Basilisk (he said noticing the shocked faces, he couldn't help but feel as though he'd been through this before), this one was different, this one sounded like a women, as though.I don't know but she sure sounded.she sounded like a temptress," Harry stammered towards the end.
"Harry don't you think it's obvious that it's Tabitha?" Ron said, concentration now replacing concern on his face. "You know how she got into my head!"
"Mmmm Harry, she seems powerful enough. She didn't even need a wand to create that spider," Hermione elaborated.
"A: that's because she is the sporn of Satan and B: could we please not mention the S word again?" Ron said with a shudder.
"Sorry Ron" Herms apologised.
"You know if I didn't know any better I'd say you two thought I was darft and that I just survived countless attacks from Voldemort because I went in there and said, 'hey I'm stupid give me all the answers so I can kick your arse again', of course I've considered that it could've been Tabitha!" Harry said rather protectively of his dignity whilst sounding sarcastic at the same time.
"Harry this isn't something to joke around about, this is serious," Hermione said in her usual teacherly tone. Harry made a shocked face of I- was-just-saying-that-you-idiot.
"Well I think we should just go to bed and get some sleep" Ron said patting the soft green fabric in front of his leg, longing to climb under and wonder into the land of nod.
"That's the last thing I want to be doing right now," announced Harry.
"Why?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Well, the voice or Tabitha, well whoever it was said that they'd see me in my dreams tonight," Harry said, his voice shaking a little.
"Relax Harry" Herms said with a slight shake of her head.
"Relax. Relax, right relax and I'm sure you'd be able to relax if some none materialistic psychopathic stalker was telling you, 'I'll be around about 1am to take a peek-a-boo at what your dreaming about', how do you expect me to relax?"
"You could be a little less sarcastic, it doesn't help anyone," Hermione said rather indignantly.
"Herms, don't push it," Harry said with a light pat on Hermione's knee.
"Well, she is You-Know-Who's daughter, I guess anything is possible," she said shrugging her shoulders slightly.
"That's quite true, Harry, my advice, sleep with a helmet on tonight mate," Ron said smiling.
"Oh very comfortable Ron," Herms said as she nodded artificially.
"Now who's being sarcastic?" Harry said leaning away from Hermoine slightly and crossing his arms.
"Shut up," she said playfully.
"I want to know how she knows Draco and all that stuff about Tom Riddle and the thing with the spi.forbidden forest, no one but us and Dumbledore should know about that," Harry was leaning his head on his hand in contemplation.
"I say Lucius and Y-K-W were old buddies, after all, we know for sure that Lucius is a deatheater," Ron said proudly of his sudden burst of knowledge.
"What was with that, listening into her conversation bit she pulled on me?" Harry said still looking confused.
"Who knows, she seems to be a lot of things, maybe she's an animagi as well," Ron suggested unfazed at how Harry's eyes widened as if cracking an impossible code.
"That's it Ron!"
"That's what?"
"Don't you see, remember how I told you about that snake that Voldemort looked as though he was talking to it at different points?"
"Yeah," Ron said, vacant in expression.
"I see Harry!" Hermoine exclaimed.
"Well I don't, keep going Harry," Ron went on.
"Well what if she is an animagi, and she was that snake,"
"Too true," Ron said, realising what was been gotten at.
"As much as that would answer a few things it still doesn't answer how she knows about the forest, the chamber is easy, it was her father who you were talking too but what about the forest? Aragog has nothing to do with You- Know-Who," said Hermione.
"When are you too going to start using his name?" Harry asked shaking his head.
"When I feel like it," Hermione replied.
"Hey I wonder why she came here so late, turning up in the 5th year, it's sort of odd, don't you think?" Ron pondered.
"Probably realised that even witches and wizards need an education before they can get a job!" Hermione huffed rather insensitively.
"If you ask me, I think her old man has got her out here to spy on Harry,"
"Thanks Ron that makes me feel so much more safer with that thought floating in my mind," Harry said sarcastically.
"But it's a possibility that we must consider, Harry," Hermione said placing a reassuring hand on his knee. "We have to look at every possibility."
"I know that!" Harry snapped. "I just don't need reminding of it, alright?"
"Sorry Harry"
"It's alright, just someone else to add to my fast growing list of psychopathic mind reading women trying to kill me," he said with a fake smile on the end.
"I don't think Rita Skeeter was a mind reader, and she wasn't trying to kill you, just ruin you life,"
"Ron! Shut up!" Hermione almost shouted.
"No!" Ron shouted back, a few heads turning to see the course of the commotion.
"Oh you are impossible! All I am trying to do is to find some logical explanation for everything and you're here just filling Harry with uncertainty!" Hermione bit back.
"Oh come on Herms, don't be naïve you know that it's more likely.."
"Ron! Harry doesn't need these thoughts weighing him down and I don't need you coming up with stupid little theories too."
"Oh blow off Hermione, go write a poem to your little Vikky your pissing me off!"
"Hey! Hey! Both of you shut up! What's the matter with you? One minute you're all lovey dovey 'oh I agree' with one another and now you're at each other again as usual, I honestly don't understand you guys at all some times." Harry finished, shaking his head.
"Can't you see? This is what she wants to happen," Ron said assured.
"What who wants? What do you mean?" Hermione said rubbing her temples as she closed her eyes, trying to relieve an ever-increasing headache.
"Tabitha, she wants us to fight, weaken us from within, that's probably why she burnt the tower down, take us out of our habitat, get us panicking," Ron explained.
"So you're sure it was her who set the Gryffindor tower on fire?" Hermione opened her eyes.
"I'm positive it was her, who else would do it apart from Malfoy?" "And she probably has my album as well,"
"Well you didn't write anything in it, did you?" Hermione asked Harry.
"Hermione, it's a photo album, not a diary, of course I didn't write anything in it."
"Then there's nothing that she can find out from it," Hermione said quite cheerily.
"I guess," Harry said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Come on let's get some sleep," Hermione said as she started pulling open her sleeping bag.
"Who can sleep?" Ron asked her.
"Well it's obvious how tied we are with the way we are biting at one another,"
"Ah, my teeth haven't gone anywhere near you Hermione," Harry said smirking. Ron laughed loudly.
"Alright, alright very funny, now go to sleep," Herms said smiling.
"You guys go ahead, I think I'm going to stay up a little longer," Harry said rising from the ground.
"Harry, you can't stay up waiting for something that may not ever happen, just go to sleep," she said with a reassuring smile.
"Hmm, well I think I might just go sleep over there, just in case," Harry said as he picked up his sleeping bag and made for a vacant corner of the room, if she does do anything, he didn't want his friends getting pulled into it as well.
"Alright then, well, goodnight Harry," Hermione called after him.
"Yeah night mate!" Ron added.
"Night," Harry called back as he placed his sleeping bag down and settling down into the soft insides of it. He slowly drifted off to sleep, anxious of what was to come.
"Harry," came a voice, so close as if right next to him.
"Harry, open your eyes," said the voice again. Hermione, is that you? He thought, but the voice did not sound like Hermione's but of the voice that had followed him to the Gryffindor sleeping quarters earlier.
"Are you afraid? Come on, open your eyes,"
This time Harry opened his eyes, slowly the room around him came into focus but it was what was right in front of his face that gave him the biggest shock of all.
"Tabitha! What are you doing?"
Tabitha was kneeling over Harry her face hovering only an inch from his.
"I told you that I would see you in your dreams," she said with a sly smile.
"So I am dreaming?"
"Sort of, more like, I'm wondering around in your sub conscious,"
"Excuse me?"
"I'm a dream walker Harry, you have heard of them haven't you?" she added noticing the puzzled look on Harry's face.
"Can't say that I have,"
"I dream walker can wonder into to peoples dreams, making them believe what we want them to believe by getting them to dream about it. They don't even have to be dreaming, we can make up the dreams, it can be quite use full,"
"What else are you? You're a daughter of a dark lord, a veela, we figured out that you're an animagi now you're a dream walker, what are you going to miraculously become next?" Harry was getting tied of all these little surprises.
"But where's the fun in that? Besides why do you think I'd tell you all my secrets considering the fact that I'm your enemy," Tabitha lingered closer to Harry's face before gracefully getting down off the bed. Harry hadn't noticed until now that he was in a beautiful room, filled with only the light of candles and a big crackling fire. The bed was draped with rich tapestries and there were no windows. Harry felt very hot, he got up from the bed before he looked over at Tabitha, she was dressed in a long black satin slip that tied at the top in a halter neck, her long hair laying over her shoulders, for the first time since he'd meet her he noticed just how attractive she was.
"Don't even think about it," she said as she looked over her shoulders to Harry.
"Think about what?" he said rather surprised.
Tabitha taped a perfectly manicured finger up to the side of her forehead.
"Remember, I'm in your subconscious right now, so whatever you think I'll be able to read it, but thank you," she said smiling whilst putting her hand back down to her side.
"So I'm not going to have a single private thought to myself whilst I'm here with you know?" Harry was quite annoyed at the revelation of this news.
"Not one," Tabitha said sweetly.
"Fantastic," Harry said turning away to find himself gazing into the fire. He suddenly felt a soft hand on his shoulder, it was only then did he notice that he was still in his half burnt robes.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you think I'm gorgeous," Harry was about to retaliate when he found Tabitha's hand over his mouth. "Shhh, relax Harry, I'm not in this dream to stress you," she said as she moved her hand from Harry's mouth around his neck and down to his broad shoulders and on to his back. Harry was quite a lot taller than she was.
"What do you mean 'this' dream?"
"Harry why don't you just ask me whatever questions you have on your mind first," Tabitha said as she walked over to a small table and poured herself a drink. Harry was actually quite curious as to how she was part veela, 'are you listening?' he thought, 'That's my question!'
"No need to get smart Harry, my mother was a veela, so is my older half sister. My mother married my father and they had me, but I didn't get along well with my sister, I kept cursing her and getting snakes to chase her around the house, so my mother left, taking my sister with her, I haven't heard from my mother since but I've seen my sister from time to time, in fact if I remember correctly you became quite friendly with her last year," she said taking a sip from her glass.
"Unlike what some other people may believe, I do not associate with anyone that has anything to do with Voldemort!"
"But she doesn't have anything to do with my father, she's my half sister, we have different fathers,"
"Alright then who is this person whom I'm supposed to be friends with?" Harry was looking forward to hearing this, 'she doesn't have a clue what she's talking about,' he thought.
"Fleur Delacour,"
"What! Fleur is your sister!"
"Mmmhmm,"
"Well what about Gabrielle? Is she your sister too?"
"Of course, she's my half sister but she has a different father to both me and Tabitha, if you hadn't guessed it my mum's your typical veela," Tabitha said raising her eyebrows as she took another sip from her glass.
"By the sound of it you don't really think much of your mother"
Tabitha spun around quickly and came into eye contact with Harry.
"She left us! How would you like to have a mother but never see her!" she shouted. Tabitha's shocked expression and sudden clasping of her face with her hand told Harry that Tabitha didn't want Harry to know something so personal about her feelings.
"But I don't see my mother, I've never meet my mother! At least you've seen her!"
"But Harry, you at least know that she loved you, my mother doesn't love me, she's afraid of me just like my sister. To have a full flesh living breathing mother but have her not want to see you, ever, is quite a bit different to having a dead mother who'd do anything to get back to you," Tabitha became quite bitter with her words.
"What does your father think?"
"It's none of your business what my father thinks! What makes you think I'd tell you that much I've already told you more than I was going too"
Tabitha raised her hand towards Harry.
"Scourgify"
Harry's robes were automatically cleaned and repaired right there on his shoulders.
"How do you do that?" Harry asked quite amazed.
"Do what?"
"Do spells and charms without using a wand"
"Comes with being a dark lord's daughter I'm afraid Harry, no learning required it's just genetic," she said with a little grin of superiority.
"So what's going on between you and Draco?"
"Why? Jealous?"
"No, just curious,"
"Well you know what they say about curiosity and the cat,"
"Yes but I'm no cat,"
"Still, the same logic applies,"
"So?" "So, I think you should stop poking around in other people's business,"
"Oh that's rich coming from the girl her goes walking around other people's subconscious,"
"But that's different,"
"How so?"
"How in the way that if you keep this up I'm going to put the Avada Kedavra curse on you" Tabitha had become noticeably agitated.
"Well that's not very nice," Harry said smiling in the fact that he was getting to her.
Tabitha smiled whilst she nodded. She seductively made her way to Harry so once again she was just an inch from him.
"I know what your doing, but it's not going to work,"
"Right, I forgot you can read my mind," Harry said as he rolled his eyes and looked away. Tabitha placed her hand onto Harry's chin and pulled his head around so he was facing her again. Her eyes were burning into his, her gaze almost hypnotic.
"I'm not one to be played with Harry Potter,"
"Nor am I,"
"Well then, we should get along just fine," Tabitha, said with a smile before the inch that separated became non-existent and found his lips locked with hers. Harry's head became foggy as if nothing else existed except himself, Tabitha and this kiss that they were sharing together. Harry hated Draco but one thing he would give him was that his taste was right on the money. Harry began to wonder if all kisses were like this or if was just something to do with veelas. As he kissed his whole body went into a sensation, becoming thirsty for more. He was hot from the burning candles that had once surrounded them and with out realising it he found that half his uniform was now on the floor and that Tabitha was moving her soft delicate hands over his bare body. The only thing leaving him with any form of decency was his pants, which Tabitha was presently un-buckling. Harry moved over to the bed where they collapsed with Tabitha on top of him. "You will never believe this," Tabitha whispered in his ear.
"What do you mean?" Harry said in between kissing Tabitha's bare neck.
"Open you eyes,"
"What," he said without registering.
"Open your eyes,"
"What are you.." He said opening his eyes to find himself face to face with Tabitha but in the room full of sleeping Gryffindors and more importantly his best friends. Harry jump up quickly looking around at all the sleeping faces. He turned around and grabbed onto Tabitha's arm, so hard that it caused Tabitha to cringe in pain.
"Ow," she whispered.
"Is this your idea of a joke?" Harry said, pure hatred flaming in his eyes.
"You weren't complaining a few minutes ago,"
"That's because I had no idea that my friends were all a matter of metres from me! I was kind of under the assumption that I was DREAMING!" he said raising his whisper.
"You were, but I wanted to experience this for real,"
"You are sick,"
"Oh I know, I love it," she smiled maliciously.
"Why?" Harry couldn't understand the meaning of it.
"Well I need to keep myself amused some how in this hell hole,"
"Get out,"
"Well that's not very nice," Tabitha said mimicking Harry's previous comment.
"You used me, your just here to get me close to you so that it makes it easier for your dad when he tries killing me again, I don't want anything to do with you ever again now, get out," Harry said threw clinched teeth.
Tabitha just raised her eyebrows and turned around and walked out of the room.
Good night Harry, it was a pleasure.
Well that's it boys and girls, I hope you enjoyed it. Now I do realise it may have been a bit all over the place but that's only because there was a lot of things to say and not a lot of easy ways of telling them. You're probably all going 'what was with that whole dream thing, was he or wasn't he in fact dreaming'. Well the answer is yes he was dreaming, you see the way I've created these dream walkers is that they can either be with you while their in your dream or they can be thousands of light years away. In Tabitha's case, she just wanted a simple way of taking advantage of Harry. Also I just thought I might explain Tabitha's whole family tree as it may of gotten a little confusing in the story. Tabitha's mother, who for the sake of making explanation a little less complicated we shall call Bree (Hey Bri(). Ok, Bree was married to her first husband and she had Fleur, she then divorced from her first husband and married Voldemort. Her and old Volde had Tabitha, now because of Tabitha's constant pranking on her older sister, Bree left and married her third husband and had Gabrielle (who if you don't remember was the young girl tied to the bottom of the lake for the 2nd task in the 4th book). And that's that. So I shall love and leave you all and shall be back soon with another chapter. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! (