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Author's Note: All right so it's been awhile since I posted a new chapter. Well, what are you waiting for? READ!

The Dream

Jade flipped around on her Cleansweep Nine....I've got a Cleansweep Nine? Odd...., keeping wary for any passing Bludgers, but focusing on the Quaffle which was currently at the other end of the field. Slytherin had possession, and it would be over here any minute now.

There it was, heading straight for the middle post. Jade couldn't see the Chaser's face because they were moving too fast, but she focused on the Quaffle and captured it just before it entered the center ring. She tossed it to her little brother Stewart, a Chaser, - Stewart's a Chaser?...her thoughts interrupted again - who zoomed down the field and scored.

The crowd broke into wild cheers, and out of the corner of her eye, Jade saw Cho dive forward. She grinned. That's our Cho...

She turned her focus back to the Quaffle, which still could be coming this way. She heard a loud thud; the crowd gasped and she turned to see a falling blur in blue robes. A whistle blew and a Time Out was called.

A Bludger zoomed by Jade's head towards the falling player. She felt the wind as it past by her ear. The wind made a sound as it past, and she could have sworn it had said "Watch this!" It zoomed forward and with a sickening crack, hit the limp figure that had fallen. The menacing Bludger was captured by Madame Hooch and shoved in the ball box.

She flew down to the ground, followed by her teammates to examine the fallen player. She couldn't tell who it was, because Madame Hooch was holding them back while Professor Dumbledore examined the figure.

"....hit right between the eyes by that second Bludger...." muttered Dumbledore.

"Oh dear... Professor?" came Madame Hooch's trembling voice.

A deathly silence filled the air.

"I suppose we must take her to the hospital wing for now," Hooch mumbled through tears.

Jade looked on in apprehension to see who it was, practically on the brink of tears, wanting to know what had happened. Dumbledore levitated the figure, and as it passed, Jade gaped in horror.

Cho's bloody and lifeless face passed by her, on it's way to the hospital wing.

Jade felt herself falling, and she lost all sense of direction. Was the sky was down, the earth was up? She couldn't tell. There were faces looking over her, but all she could see was Cho's mangled face, flashing in her mind. Stewart was there, trying to pick her up, but she just kept falling. She couldn't stop. She was falling.... falling away.... falling far into blackness.........

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Jade woke with a start. She was covered in cold sweat, and her hair was plastered to her face. She ripped back the curtains of her four-poster bed and looked to the next bed over. Cho was sleeping soundly with a slight smile on her face.

It was a dream...only a dream... she said to herself. What a great way to start the year...with no sleep....I haven't even got a Cleansweep Nine...She thought of her trusty Nimbus 2000 sitting on the trunk in front of her bed. Stewart's not a Chaser...he's not even on the team...although I suppose he's trying out for Roger's spot...

She didn't want to think about Roger. Not right now. She didn't need any more lost sleep. She stared up at the deep blue canopy above her and forcefully emptied her mind. Pulling the covers up closer around her neck, she twisted to her side and pulled the curtain around her bed closed.

She sighed and drifted back into an uneasy sleep.

Note: Whee!!! So third chapter up, even though it's been awhile. So what do you think? A premonition or just a bad dream? Think Jade should go consult cough Professor Trelawney? Well, we'll see I guess :).