Title: Dreams Kill

Author: Fallen Angel of Hell

Rating: PG-13

Coupling: Draco and Hermione

Disclaimer: I own none of the Harry Potter characters, but if I did I would share.

Original Characters: Anya Turner and Destiny Nickson

Summary: All hell seems to break loose when Dudley admits what he relived when the dementors attacked Harry. OotP spoilers.

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EyEluvBOB-XX- I guess that you'll just have to find out. You'll learn a little more about Anya in this chapter as well as something about the other original character.

Queen of the Elven City- Yes, me. My pen name and story may sound morbid, but I have a happy side. Special thanks to you.

SS-Mars- The person who I've been waiting for. I can always count on you. Yeah Dudley killed his girlfriend and yes Lupin is taking Harry away.

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Ch. 3 Death to Destiny

"This is the really real world, and there ain't no comin' back." T-Bird 'The Crow'

It was dawn by the time Lupin, Anya, and Harry arrived at their destination; Hogwarts stood before them, shining in the early morning light. Anya yawned silently and prodded Lupin in the shoulder to wake him up. His eyes opened and he looked in the backseat at Harry who was still sleeping soundly.

"Should we wake him?" Anya questioned. "He reminds me so much of my husband."

"Oh, did he get in as much trouble as Harry?" Lupin asked stretching and opening the car door.

"Don't all Gryffindors?" Anya replied rhetorically opening the back door. She leaned in and gently shook Harry on the shoulder. "Harry, we're here."

Slowly Harry opened up his eyes and looked out the window. For a minute Harry didn't have any idea where he was, but he realized where he was once he spotted the large oak doors.

"We're staying at Hogwarts?" He asked sleepily.

"We thought that Grimmauld Place would be too much to handle right now," Lupin said in attempt to comfort him. "If you don't want to stay here that's alright, but Anya needs to get some sleep."

"Hogwarts is fine," Harry said. "I'm a little hungry."

"Well then come on," Anya said gently, "We'll come back and get your stuff later."

The three walked slowly up to the castle though Harry wouldn't be able to think that Anya was walking slowly because she was several feet in front of both he and Lupin. For once Harry felt freedom, the three of them probably were the only people in all of Hogwarts unless the teachers lingered there for the summer. He almost suspected that Dumbledore and McGonagall were almost always there whether it was Summer or not.

Opening the large oak doors the three slipped in to meet the faces of Hermione and Ron.

"Harry!" Hemione squealed. "Oh how are you?" Harry grinned.

"Do you guys ever go home?" He questioned with a smile.

"Doesn't seem that way," Ron said spotting the purple bruise on the side of Harry's face. "What happened?"

"I got into a fight against my will," he answered as Hermione had stepped forward to examine it even farther. "In the end of the whole battle we won."

"Dudley did this to you?" she asked.

"No, Uncle Vernon," Harry said before placing his hands on Hermione's face, "I'm fine really. Mind you, I am hungry."

Both Ron and Hermione laughed and the three set off for the kitchens while Lupin and Anya made way for the potions dungeon. Hermione had been talking about how the Order was still officially at Grimmauld Place, but all of the other members felt that the three of them would probably like being at Hogwarts better.

"Do you guys know anything about Anya?" Harry questioned. The three of them stopped and both Hermione and Ron turned to face him.

"As far as what?" Hermione questioned. "Don't tell me you haven't heard of her?"

"Why would I have? She's not famous is she?" Harry looked from Hermione to Ron.

"She's only a Hogwarts legacy," Ron said slightly exasperated. "She graduated the same year as Bill, top of her class, head girl, Slytherin Quidditch captain, you name it she was probably on top of it. First American head girl and Bill shared a common room with her."

"You guys wouldn't be talking about Professor Turner would you?" announced the drawling voice of Draco Malfoy. Harry spun around and met the face of the infamous Slytherin prince.

"What are you doing here?" he asked coldly.

"Making a cake," Draco answered sarcastically. "I got kicked out of my house Potter. Not that you would give a damn." The Slytherin prince pushed his way past the Golden Trio as if they were nothing and in his book they were just that; nothing.

Breakfast was a quiet ordeal. Draco sat alone at the Slytherin house table while Hermione, Harry, and Ron all sat at Gryffindor table chewing silently on their eggs and toast. Just as they were about to leave Snape walked in appearing to be in a very foul mood.

"Wonder what's wrong with him," Ron muttered, "but I'd rather not stick around to find out. Come on mate, let's go get your stuff."

Harry swallowed the last of his toast and got up to follow Ron and Hermione who was already halfway to the door.

:Later that night:

Gryffindor tower didn't seem to be the same without all of your dorm mates around and Harry was having problems getting to sleep. Pulling on his robe and putting on his slippers Harry slipped out of the dorm and went on a evening stroll through the castle. He hadn't even realized where his feet had decided to carry him when he walked out onto a balcony. The cool breeze blew across his face and he looked up into the stars. Just when he thought he was alone he heard someone cough. He looked over and saw a figure gazing up into the stars.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said. The figure turned around and looked at him. It was Anya.

"You're fine, I could actually use the company," she said motioning for him to stand beside her. "It's beautiful isn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess it is," he answered. "Not to be rude, but do you really work for the Witch and Wizard Confederation of Adoption?"

"No, I work for an association in America," she said. "I'm sorry, you probably got your hopes up about Remus adopting you?"

"A little," Harry's face fell and he looked back up into the stars and spotted Orion where he spotted the dog star Sirius.

"Do you want someone to adopt you?" she asked moving a little closer to him most likely for comfort.

"Not really, but it would have been nice to have Sirius as my dad," he looked back down and then to Anya's pale face.

"It's hard to lose a loved one, believe me, in recent events my sister was murdered, my husband passed away mysteriously and my daughter died," she mumbled. "Then just a few months ago when I came here looking for my father I discovered that he too had died. That's when I joined the Order. I felt obligated to take his place."

"I'm sorry," Harry watched as a shooting star flew across the sky. "Sirius was my godfather."

"He was my father," Anya said. "I just found out. At least you had a chance to know him."

Harry felt a hand squeeze his shoulder gently. He felt Dudley's secret pushing on his mind and he looked at Anya. Her eyes were so gentle and she seemed so kind making him want to tell her.

"Can I tell you something?" he asked.

"Anything," she said. Harry swallowed a lump in his throat and took a deep breath.

"My cousin told me something horrible just yesterday," he muttered in a low voice. "He, uh, killed someone. His girlfriend actually, a couple years ago when he found out she was pregnant."

Anya's face, though it was dark, was visibly paler. This was most certainly something she would expect. Maybe he should have just kept the secret to himself.

"Go on," she said feeling in her pockets. "I can tell there's more."

"Um, well, er, she was a witch, and Dudley was raised to be very anti- magic," he explained. "He tried to play it off to me that it was an accident."

Now Harry felt guilty for telling her. Anya appeared to be a little appalled by the last bit that Harry had added. After a minute Harry noticed that Anya seemed to become a little more cool and collected.

"This may be a little disturbing to you," she started, "but have you ever heard the tale that when you have a dream that you are falling if you hit the ground you die?"

"Yes," he answered. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"This is my sister Destiny Nickson," she said handing him a photo. "Willard and I loved her like she was our daughter. Her mum died several years ago and we adopted her. It seems that with the events Destiny became a little rebellious. She was murdered almost two years ago. When I found out I had trouble sleeping because everytime I closed my eyes I saw her body mangled in the snow, her stomach had been torn open and she was strangled until she quit breathing. Then suddenly she began to move and before I knew it she was standing, but she wasn't the same and the next thing I knew she had pushed me over a cliff."

Harry took the picture and lit his wand. The girl was beautiful. Destiny could almost pass for an angel with her thin tanned face and dark eyes with her light brown hair falling on her shoulders.

"She's beautiful," Harry said.

"Yeah, she was five months pregnant when she died. It was a boy, my husband and I buried him with his mother after we named him Anthony. She went to a Catholic school in London. I think that's where Willard and I went wrong."

Connecting one piece to another Harry looked at Anya. Her little sister sounded just like the nameless victim Dudley had killed himself. Maybe Destiny was Dudley's girlfriend.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"Unfortunately for us the dead stay dead and do not return to the living," she muttered sadly.

"So Sirius was your father?" he asked. "How come he never told me about you?"

"He didn't know," she said, "Mother never told him, but she lied to my dad for twenty years until her death several years ago. Then she told him the truth."

"He was a great man," he assured, "you would have loved him."

"I'm sure I would have," she said pulling away from the balcony, "well I'm going to bed. Goodnight."

Harry watched as Anya disappeared into complete darkness. For what seemed like hours Harry lingered on the balcony, thinking about Sirius and what a great father he would have been had he known.

(TBC)

So what do you guys think? I know I'm probably going to be questioned about Destiny and Dudley's girlfriend, but that will all come out in the last chapter. Now I'm going to warn all of you some freaky things are all about to happen with our favorite cannons and for those who hate Mary- Sues I'm going to tell you right now you've already been forewarned that there are original characters so if you have a problem don't complain to me cause I won't listen. No flames as they are often ridiculed and constructive critism is more than welcome.

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Fallen Angel of Hell