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Chapter 3

Hermione did not sing though. She shouted, "Harry! Harry!"

Ron then also jumped up and yelled, "Wake up! Can you hear me? Harry!"

Harry bolted up and collided with something hard. He grunted and fell back onto his head. Ron, who had one hand over his eye, was on the floor.

"Harry?" Hermione asked cautiously. "Harry are you alright?"

Harry tried to fall back asleep. If only they would leave him alone.

"Go away." he mumbled and tried to wriggle away from Hermione. He heard her sigh.

"Alright Harry, we'll leave." She shooed everyone out of the room and closed the door.

1/2 an hour later

Harry heard a knock on the door. 'Hermione.' he thought. 'Why can't she just leave me alone?'

"Harry, please tell me what's wrong."

Harry, knowing there was no going back to that wonderful place, glared at his friend. "Why did you have to wake me up?!" he hissed.

Hermione looked shocked at him. "Y-you were convulsing again. Dean saw you and tried to wake you up, but it didn't work. The other boy's heard and Neville went to get me.

"When I got there, Ron was holding you down. Apparently you were thrashing around before Ron grabbed you."

"Then you yelled at me and I woke up." Harry finished dully. Hermione just nodded. Harry's head turned and she followed his gaze. He was staring at the switchblade Sirius had givin him.

Hermione shudderd involuntarily when she noticed the look of calm thoughtfullness that appeared in his eyes.

"Harry?"

"Go out. I'll be fine. Tell Ron I'm sorry I yelled at him last night."

"H-Harry, I don't think I should..."

"Go!" Harry snapped dangerously. Hermione jumped a little and looked pleadingly at him before rushing outside.

"Ron!" Hermione screeched. "Harry's going to kill imself!"

"What?!" Ron roared. He burst through the door with Fred, George and Neville behind him.

There was Harry, holding his knife next to his throat. "In my dream, I was with my parents and Sirius. I never want to be away from them again."

"No!" Ron cried. Harry lay lifeless in his hands.