Chapter Six: The Dream

At lunch, Harry rushed over to Ginny to see if she had talked to Ron yet. He wanted all of this to calm down between him and Ron, he couldn't stand the silence.

"Well? What did he say?" Harry said eagerly, hoping for a good response.

"Er, our chat didn't exactly go the way I planned. He ended up storming out of the common room, muttering something about how all of his friends were betraying him. I really wish he would learn that people and things change. I mean, did he really think that he was going to be a couple with Hermione forever? But the important thing is that were together, and Ron just needs to learn how to deal with it. Right Harry?" said Ginny, looking at Harry with a cute face, she didn't want Harry to get all worked up over this. She knew her brother very well, it would all eventually blow over he just needs his time to fume.

"Yes, of course." Harry said with a bit discomfort. Ginny was right but Harry didn't want Ron to be mad at him, it felt like their 4th year at Hogwarts all over again.

Later that night Hermione snuck out of the Gryffindor Tower to meet Draco in the owlery. It was a quarter to one, so she needed to hurry up. Once she got there, Draco was waiting for her with a lovely bouquet of roses.

"Er, I thought you would like these." he said nervously. He wasn't exactly sure if Hermione was into the whole romantic flower thing. But it was a chance worth taking.


"They're beautiful Draco," she said lovingly as she took the flowers from Draco and gave him a long hug.

She couldn't believe it! He was so sweet, innocent, this was like a dream come true. His pale blue eyes shone in the moonlight as he gazed into her eyes. They sat outside for a long time, looking at the stars and talking. Hermione began to fall asleep on his shoulder, and she thought to herself what a perfect night this was.

"Hermione," he said softly. She looked up from his shoulder. "I think we should go now, its almost four, and I know you don't like being late for your classes.." he said. She didn't want to leave, she was so comfortable and warm in his arms, but reluctantly she got up and headed back to the common room. As she was walking, she couldn't help think to herself that this felt so right.

Back in the Gryffindor common room Harry had just awoke with a start. He had the strangest dream. He was in Dumbledore's office, and Dumbledore was telling him something with a very somber face on, and it was obviously very important. He remembered being scared, upset, angry, and nervous. Right then, he was transported to a dark place, and it felt as if all of the life was being sucked out of him. Then, Voldemort appeared, and forced Harry to put his own wand to his scar...and then Harry woke up, his scar burning even worse than it had every before. Immediately, he picked up some parchment and a quill and began writing to Sirius.

Dear Sirius,

I had the most horrible dream. Dumbledore was telling me something very important, but I cannot recall what it was, though I remember feeling like it was the worst news I had ever heard. I was then sent to a dark, empty place, with Voldemort. He forced me to put my wand to my scar, and I woke up with my scar feeling as if it were on fire.

From,
Harry


He ran up to the owlery, and on his way, he bumped into Ginny.

"Harry! What's wrong? You look troubled." Ginny said in a worried tone.

"Um, nothing," Harry said and tried to run so he could mail the letter as soon as he could, but Ginny wouldn't let him go.

"No, Harry, tell me what's bothering you. You know I hate seeing you upset," she said, hugging him around the neck. Harry knew that he could tell Ginny anything, but he didn't want to tell her this. It would worry her to much, and he did not want her to worry for him.

"No Ginny, its best that you didn't know," he said in a final sort of way.

"Ok," she muttered, with tears in her eyes. All of these years she had wanted a good relationship with Harry, like being able to share anything with each other. "What if it is about another girl?" she thought to herself. "No, it can be, he just asked you out the other day," another voice in her head said. Ginny then decided to ask him about it later and went off to breakfast.