I don't own Harry Potter and never will. The only character thats mine is Jadyn. The rest are borrowed.
Walking in Your Dreams
Chapter 1
A girl was walking down a dark corridor with a torch in her hand. Her face was set in a blank stare but her eyes were alert, as if she were waiting for somebody. Or something. There was something about her presence that let off an air of secrecy. Her dark curly hair fell halfway down her back and framed her face. She had plump cheeks with a spattering of freckles across her nose. Her full lips were parted slightly and her dark eyes focused ahead of her on a black door. She didn't appear to be more than 15 years old.
As she approached the door, she raised a hand and ran it across the wood. Where her fingers had touched the wood, blood began to run. Her eyes narrowed as she saw this. She moved her head slightly to the right as if she had heard something behind her. Quickly, she spun around. Her face contorted with fear as she realized what was coming at her. Her scream pierced the darkness....
"No!!"
Harry Potter bolted upright in bed and stared around at the darkness in the room as if expecting to see the girl lurking in a corner.
"Harry? Whaz wong???" asked Ron groggily from the next bed.
"Nothing...nothing," said Harry as he ran his hand over his eyes, the girl's scream still fresh in his mind. "Just a dream.."
Once again he glanced around the room. Sure enough, he was in the room he shared with Ron at the Order of the Phoenix headquarters. And tomorrow he was going back to Hogwarts....
Walking in Your Dreams
Chapter 1
A girl was walking down a dark corridor with a torch in her hand. Her face was set in a blank stare but her eyes were alert, as if she were waiting for somebody. Or something. There was something about her presence that let off an air of secrecy. Her dark curly hair fell halfway down her back and framed her face. She had plump cheeks with a spattering of freckles across her nose. Her full lips were parted slightly and her dark eyes focused ahead of her on a black door. She didn't appear to be more than 15 years old.
As she approached the door, she raised a hand and ran it across the wood. Where her fingers had touched the wood, blood began to run. Her eyes narrowed as she saw this. She moved her head slightly to the right as if she had heard something behind her. Quickly, she spun around. Her face contorted with fear as she realized what was coming at her. Her scream pierced the darkness....
"No!!"
Harry Potter bolted upright in bed and stared around at the darkness in the room as if expecting to see the girl lurking in a corner.
"Harry? Whaz wong???" asked Ron groggily from the next bed.
"Nothing...nothing," said Harry as he ran his hand over his eyes, the girl's scream still fresh in his mind. "Just a dream.."
Once again he glanced around the room. Sure enough, he was in the room he shared with Ron at the Order of the Phoenix headquarters. And tomorrow he was going back to Hogwarts....