Authors Notes:
This was my first serious attempt at fanfiction of any kind, therefore it is a little shaky. Mucho love to my wonderful beta, Chrissy. Much angsty inspiration from Linkin Park of all bands.
Enjoy!
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Draco woke in a new dream. He was in a garden it seemed, but after he looked around he realized he was back in his field. It had changed though, great trees, oaks and firs were scattered all around and the grass was long. It was early morning, but he could feel no strain from the sun. It was only just creeping up into the sky, which was still dotted with tiny stars. The world was still colored with a blue shade, but it wasn't cold anymore. For a while he just sat there, on a slight hill, overlooking everything. It was surprisingly peaceful, even though he could feel a headache coming on. Then, he heard footsteps.
"I hope you know what you're doing." came a voice, but it wasn't Hermione's. Draco spun around and was greeted by the handsome face of Liam Latchbolt.
Draco jumped to his feet in an instant and gaped at Liam, who was walking casually towards him. "What are you doing here?" Draco said, astonished because Liam wasn't under any trance, he was wide awake. "How did you get here?"
"I told you before, I'm a healer." Liam said simply, observing the field. "But, that doesn't explain what you're doing here!" "Look Draco, you didn't think I wouldn't realize why you needed an awakening spell did you?" Liam twirled his wand absently, smiling at Draco, "It was the first thing I tried to find when I worked out what I was."
"What?"
Liam smiled at him with a look of satisfaction, he had Draco completely baffled. "I'm an Alucinor of course." "What?!" "Oh honestly, and you call yourself a wizard. I thought you had a brain in your head!" Liam sat down on the hill. "Nice place you've got here. I like the trees."
Draco was amazed. His head was spinning, his headache increased. Liam was so casual, just like they were talking on Hogwarts grounds. He had no fear of where he was...he was an Alucinor. Draco's pride felt suddenly damaged, he wasn't the only one with the gift. The sky darkened ever so slightly. Now Liam had everything, Draco thought, everything...except Hermione. The thought of her now, curled up asleep in his bed, came to Draco and lifted his spirits. He sat down next to Liam. "You've done pretty well; I haven't been able to change my scenery yet. All I have is a dark forest...it's pretty grim, no sun, no moon..." Liam looked downcast for a minute. "Until I master myself I'll keep dreaming the same dream over and over again."
Draco looked at Liam, who was looking out over the field. He wondered what that dream was for Liam. Why did Liam dream of a dark forest? Was it the Dark Forest? What did he have to fear? "At least you've got your wand." Draco offered, surprised at himself for not mocking Liam.
"Well, yeah. It's the first thing I do when I wake up, in a dream that is. I think it's best that way." Liam twirled his wand again. "Although it's not much use here, is it? Unless I want to wake myself up."
"Why are you here Liam?"
Liam looked at Draco, "Hermione's sick right?"
Draco couldn't hide his expressions, therefore Liam saw him gape at the comment. "Hermione?" Draco finally said, in a voice that didn't sound casual at all.
"She sent word to her parents that she was fine, visiting Ron I think...Then she asked them to send on a letter to me. I got the letter only a little while ago...I thought it best to come see you first."
What is she, completely mad?
"Look, we both now know what the other is." Liam said, "And we both need to keep that fairly under wraps right?"
Draco nodded.
"So, I'll come and heal her, and then transport her back." "And how are you going to do that?" Draco said, feeling anger rise in his voice. Liam thought he knew everything... "Well," Liam stood up, looking pleased, "I may not be able to control my scenery, or make the sky different colors, but I am good at transporting through dreams. We'll both wake up, well, you'll wake me up actually; and we'll be in your house. We'll carry on from there, just in the reverse order of how she arrived there." "What, make her go back to sleep once she's awake in my dream?" Draco asked, standing up.
Liam looked confused at this sentence. He thought for a minute then nodded, "Yeah, I guess you could put it that way." "Why should I trust you Latchbolt?"
Liam smiled, and then walked forward to Draco. They now stood eye to eye; each boy seemed to be sizing the other up and if someone had been watching them, they would have thought that the two were ready to come to blows. Draco, only wearing his silk pants, his blond hair turned silver in the light, a fierce look on his face. Liam dressed in dark blue robes with a starry blue cloak, his dark black hair waving in the wind, covering his face. Draco still saw that his expression had changed from a smile to a gloomy frown. "I think, Draco, that we are comrades now. Maybe we will become friends someday. But we both know that that day is far off, if it indeed comes at all." Liam put his wand away. "I will not tell a soul that you and I share this gift, I trust you will do the same. Now," he stood determined, "Will you kindly wake me up?"
This was my first serious attempt at fanfiction of any kind, therefore it is a little shaky. Mucho love to my wonderful beta, Chrissy. Much angsty inspiration from Linkin Park of all bands.
Enjoy!
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Draco woke in a new dream. He was in a garden it seemed, but after he looked around he realized he was back in his field. It had changed though, great trees, oaks and firs were scattered all around and the grass was long. It was early morning, but he could feel no strain from the sun. It was only just creeping up into the sky, which was still dotted with tiny stars. The world was still colored with a blue shade, but it wasn't cold anymore. For a while he just sat there, on a slight hill, overlooking everything. It was surprisingly peaceful, even though he could feel a headache coming on. Then, he heard footsteps.
"I hope you know what you're doing." came a voice, but it wasn't Hermione's. Draco spun around and was greeted by the handsome face of Liam Latchbolt.
Draco jumped to his feet in an instant and gaped at Liam, who was walking casually towards him. "What are you doing here?" Draco said, astonished because Liam wasn't under any trance, he was wide awake. "How did you get here?"
"I told you before, I'm a healer." Liam said simply, observing the field. "But, that doesn't explain what you're doing here!" "Look Draco, you didn't think I wouldn't realize why you needed an awakening spell did you?" Liam twirled his wand absently, smiling at Draco, "It was the first thing I tried to find when I worked out what I was."
"What?"
Liam smiled at him with a look of satisfaction, he had Draco completely baffled. "I'm an Alucinor of course." "What?!" "Oh honestly, and you call yourself a wizard. I thought you had a brain in your head!" Liam sat down on the hill. "Nice place you've got here. I like the trees."
Draco was amazed. His head was spinning, his headache increased. Liam was so casual, just like they were talking on Hogwarts grounds. He had no fear of where he was...he was an Alucinor. Draco's pride felt suddenly damaged, he wasn't the only one with the gift. The sky darkened ever so slightly. Now Liam had everything, Draco thought, everything...except Hermione. The thought of her now, curled up asleep in his bed, came to Draco and lifted his spirits. He sat down next to Liam. "You've done pretty well; I haven't been able to change my scenery yet. All I have is a dark forest...it's pretty grim, no sun, no moon..." Liam looked downcast for a minute. "Until I master myself I'll keep dreaming the same dream over and over again."
Draco looked at Liam, who was looking out over the field. He wondered what that dream was for Liam. Why did Liam dream of a dark forest? Was it the Dark Forest? What did he have to fear? "At least you've got your wand." Draco offered, surprised at himself for not mocking Liam.
"Well, yeah. It's the first thing I do when I wake up, in a dream that is. I think it's best that way." Liam twirled his wand again. "Although it's not much use here, is it? Unless I want to wake myself up."
"Why are you here Liam?"
Liam looked at Draco, "Hermione's sick right?"
Draco couldn't hide his expressions, therefore Liam saw him gape at the comment. "Hermione?" Draco finally said, in a voice that didn't sound casual at all.
"She sent word to her parents that she was fine, visiting Ron I think...Then she asked them to send on a letter to me. I got the letter only a little while ago...I thought it best to come see you first."
What is she, completely mad?
"Look, we both now know what the other is." Liam said, "And we both need to keep that fairly under wraps right?"
Draco nodded.
"So, I'll come and heal her, and then transport her back." "And how are you going to do that?" Draco said, feeling anger rise in his voice. Liam thought he knew everything... "Well," Liam stood up, looking pleased, "I may not be able to control my scenery, or make the sky different colors, but I am good at transporting through dreams. We'll both wake up, well, you'll wake me up actually; and we'll be in your house. We'll carry on from there, just in the reverse order of how she arrived there." "What, make her go back to sleep once she's awake in my dream?" Draco asked, standing up.
Liam looked confused at this sentence. He thought for a minute then nodded, "Yeah, I guess you could put it that way." "Why should I trust you Latchbolt?"
Liam smiled, and then walked forward to Draco. They now stood eye to eye; each boy seemed to be sizing the other up and if someone had been watching them, they would have thought that the two were ready to come to blows. Draco, only wearing his silk pants, his blond hair turned silver in the light, a fierce look on his face. Liam dressed in dark blue robes with a starry blue cloak, his dark black hair waving in the wind, covering his face. Draco still saw that his expression had changed from a smile to a gloomy frown. "I think, Draco, that we are comrades now. Maybe we will become friends someday. But we both know that that day is far off, if it indeed comes at all." Liam put his wand away. "I will not tell a soul that you and I share this gift, I trust you will do the same. Now," he stood determined, "Will you kindly wake me up?"