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(I don't own Harry Potter)

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Harry woke up suddenly. His yelling had woken himself up. He was sweating. It was that dream of Sirius again, more of like a nightmare. Harry looked over to see Ron still sleeping. He seemed to be able to sleep through a lot of things. Harry got out of bed and decided to go down to kitchen for a drink or something.

He quietly crept down the dark hallway and down the stairs. There was a light on in the kitchen. He walked in to see who it was. Melluin quickly sat up to see who was at the kitchen door. She saw it was Harry. She smiled at him, "You can't sleep either?" Harry nodded his head. Melluin stood up and put a kettle of water on, "Come in and sit down. I'll make some tea for us." Harry sat down obligingly. Harry watched her make the tea. She seemed to move like an angel to him. He felt close to her. Melluin sat at the table with Harry, "All that we have is chamomile tea, I hope that's alright." Harry took a sip of the tea, "It's fine." Melluin smiled, "Well that's good. So why are up at a time like this with me?" Harry sighed. He felt like he could tell her anything, but he knew he shouldn't, "just some Nightmares." Melluin took a sip from her tea, "Yes, My dreams keep me up to. It's the same one over and over for me." Harry nodded, "Same as me." Melluin knew what Harry's nightmare was, for she shared it too.

Harry wanted to change the subject, "So how do you understand Buckbeak so well. I saw you talking to him." Melluin smiled, "I don't really know. I guess I have a gift with animals. I understand their thoughts and feelings and they understand mine." Harry looked up at her, "Are you a parselmouth then?" Melluin shook her head, "No, you can talk directly to a snake and you know their language, but I send images and feelings by communicating with creatures." Harry became interested, "Then can anyone do it?" Melluin stirred her spoon in her tea, "I don't really know. You really have to clear your mind and just listen to them." Harry nodded. He had finished his tea. He stood up, "Thank you for the tea. I better get back to bed." Harry began to leave the kitchen. Melluin quickly stood up, "Harry wait!" Harry turned around, "Yes?" Melluin looked at him, "Oh, never mind, but if you ever need to talk to someone. I'll always be here." Harry nodded, "Thanks."

Harry crawled back into his bed. He wondered what Melluin was going to say. With that in mind, he fell asleep. He had a dream that night that he was at a little country cottage. He was with Sirius and Melluin in a beautiful green field having a picnic, but all there was to eat was chamomile tea.

Harry was the last one up the next morning. He changed and went downstairs to get some breakfast. Mrs. Weasley quickly filled his plate, "Your letters from Hogwarts have arrived. Dumbledore brought them this morning." Harry quickly looked up from his pile of French toast, "Dumbledore was here!?" Mrs. Weasley nodded her head, "He's been quite busy with everything going on." Hermione nodded, "Voldemort has been all over the wizard news since break." Mrs. Weasley and Ron both twitched a bit hearing that name. Hermione just sighed at them.

After breakfast, Mrs. Weasley gave them their letters. Harry looked at his book list. Everything was the same except for Defense against the dark arts and potions. He looked at the list again. Potions class was over unless you were accepted into the next level of potions. He looked at the others, "Hey! I got into Potions." Hermione smiled, "Me too! I can't believe Snape let you in!" Harry nodded and then looked at Ron, "I didn't get into potions. I knew I wouldn't. I didn't even want to be in that class anyhow." Harry decided to change the subject, "So who do you think is teaching Defense against the dark arts this year?" Harry looked at the book he had to get for defense against the dark arts. It was Defiant Defense by Jin Winthrop, "Well no clues there." Mrs. Weasley came back with some tea, "We'll be going to Diagon Alley tomorrow. Mr. Weasley and Ginny are going to meet us there." Harry had just realized he had forgotten to ask Ron an important question, "Oh, by the way Ron, how are Fred and George?" Ron smiled at Harry, "Oh, you'll see."

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