Brown Eyed Faerie: Hullo! I'm back! I hope you've all been enjoying my story! I'm enjoying writing it! And the cast's enjoyed starring in it!
Snape: Why did I have to be the evil faerie?
Brown Eyed Faerie: 'Cuz I don't like you, you evil git...
Snape: I'll give you detention for life you little underling!
Brown Eyed Faerie: Do it, and I'll make you wear a frilly pink dress, AND bring back Lockhart.
Snape: Runs off screaming
Brown Eyed Faerie: Now that he's done complaining, on with the show! Thank you notes are at the bottom!

Chapter Three: Once Upon a Dream

"Hermione?" A fifteen-year old Rose asked her friend.

"Hmmmm? What is it?" Hermione asked. The two girls were lying by the stream in the woods watching the clouds float by.

"Do you think you could actually fall in love with someone you've never seen?" Rose asked lazily.

"I'm not quite clear on the concept. How'd you fall in love with a guy you've never seen?" Hermione asked curiously flipping over to look at her.

"Well, I've never physically seen him! I've met him in my dreams." Rose said sheepishly. She stretched out her arms and examined them, avoiding Hermione's face.

"Tell me about it! Please?" Hermione begged. Rose sighed and consented...
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Rose walked along through the woods. It was dark and even her lantern had gone out. "Shit! How did I manage to get so damn lost?" She asked herself sourly. She could hear things. She could hear the birds, and the other animals as they padded through the forest. She could also hear the stream bubbling off in the distance. "I'll go that way." She told herself heading in the direction of the stream. Through the treetops, Rose could see slivers of moonlight, but not enough to help her discern where she was. She started to hum softly to pass the time. As the sound of the stream got closer, she saw something, or someone near the bank of the stream. She couldn't tell who it was all she could see was a pair of bright green eyes.

"Who's there?" The person asked. She could tell that it was a guy, not much older than she was.

"I'm sorry, my name is Rose, and I'm kind of lost..." She said carefully approaching the person.

"Sorry to have scared you, I was just listening to the sounds of the forest. It sounds like music don't you think?" Rose smiled and listened closer.

"Yeah, too bad I don't have a dance partner..." She said softly. Suddenly she felt a hand on hers.

"I'll dance with you." The voice whispered in her ear. Rose felt a wonderful shiver go down her spine as she was pulled into a strong pair of arms. Soon they were waltzing through the woods, leaning on each other and forgetting everything around them.

"You come here often?" Rose asked softly to her mystery man.

"Yeah, when I need to get away." He answered, toying with her hair.

"Funny, I've never seen you around here." Rose didn't get to ask any more questions as se felt her partner lean down and gently kiss her on the lips. Rose wrapped her arms around his neck, and toyed with his hair. As he pulled away for air, she opened her eyes and...
---------------End Dream Sequence---------------

"Arrgh! Hermione!?!? What the bloody hell was that for?" A dripping wet Rose sat up and glared at her friend.

"Well, you were slipping so far back into dreamland as you spoke, I couldn't let you fall asleep on me!" Hermione giggled as she wiped her wet hands off on her dress. "So, you opened your eyes, and what happened next?"

"I dunno! As I was opening my eyes, Fred and George came in and woke me up with one of their home-made pranks!" Rose wailed unhappily.

"Geez, poor baby!" Hermione laughed. "They're the twins right?"

"Yep. They're eighteen. And Ron's your age maybe a month or two older..." Rose mused. "Anywho, speaking of the terrible trio, we should be going if you'd like to come to dinner." Rose said standing up. She quickly shook off the remaining water and held out her hand to Hermione, who grabbed it and stood.

"So," Hermione said as they walked to the cottage, "You really think you're in love with this mystery man?" Her eyes held an odd look in them, as if she knew something.

"Yeah. I mean we just seemed to click! Like we'd met before. Oh, but just don't tell my brothers! I'd never live it down!" She pleaded frantically, her brown eyes shining with tears.

"Don't worry! I'd never dream of telling!" Hermione laughed. Rose's tears were gone instantly and she laughed along.

"Thank you so much!" Rose said jumping up and down happily.

"How do you do that?" Hermione asked.

"What?"

"That thing with the tears. One second they're there, and the next..." She trailed off in confusion.

"I'll teach you someday." Rose giggled. "It's really good for when Bill and Charlie visit." Soon they reached the cottage and Rose threw the door open. "I'm hoooome! You guys need to set an extra place! We have company. And behave!" She screamed sharply as an afterthought.

"In here Rosie! And we have plenty of food!" Came a familiar voice from the kitchen. Rose gasped.

"That's my brother Charlie! They must've come in for a visit!" She said happily taking Hermione's hand and pulling her into the kitchen. Indeed, Bill and Charlie sat at the table with Fred, George, and Ron. The twins were bickering over their latest experiment.

"Hey Rose, what do you think is a better idea? A pill that turns things to jelly, of a quill that writes and then turns the writing invisible later?" George asked irritably.

"I like 'em both. As long as I'm not the Guinea pig." Rose said helping herself to dinner. Hermione looked around excitedly.

"What about you?" Fred asked Hermione. She looked up slightly startled. A reassuring nod from Rose eased her nerves.

"I like the quill thing. I could use them on my brother and replace his normal school quills." She said with a laugh.

"You have a brother too?" Ron asked his mouth full.

"Don't talk with your mouth full." Hermione told him. Ron looked at her appalled.

"You're not my mother y'know!" Ron snapped.

"I don't care, it's rude!" Hermione shot back. Soon the two were arguing over the limits guests hold in a person's home.

"So Bill, Charlie, what're you two doing home?" Rose asked her oldest brothers with a smile.

"You mean you forgot Rosie? You're turning sixteen in a few days. We couldn't miss that!" Bill said smiling.

Rose grinned. She remembered. Sixteenth birthdays were always an event in the house. An odd event, but an event none the less. Bill and Charlie always arrived and had a cake and presents for them. But there always was something strange. For the twins' birthday, they steered clear of all books, even the ones they'd received as gifts. Ron's had been the last year, and every mirror had been turned around for the whole day.

"We remember! You're gonna love your gift kiddo!" Fred shouted, breaking his argument with George, who nodded in agreement.

"I don't want anything from you two! Not after last year! Another exploding doll will make me scream!" Rose said shaking her head violently. Hermione even stopped and laughed.

"Exploding dolls? That's evil! My brother used to just hang mine out the window!" She said between giggles.

"Really? Wanna trade brothers? These three for your one." Rose asked. Hermione shook her head.

"I'll stick to mine." Hermione said as she continued her dinner, the argument with Ron forgotten. Dinner was an enjoyable affair, and everyone regretted seeing Hermione go.

"Will you come back for Rose's birthday?" Ron asked, his ears turning pink.

"I wish I could, but my family's going on a trip that day, and I'm not sure I can come..." Hermione said.

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"Harry! Harry let me in!" Hermione pounded on her brother's bedroom door when she arrived back home.

"What is it? You missed dinner and I had to cover for you." Her brother said angrily. "Where the hell were you?"

"I had dinner at Rose's. Her brothers are visiting and it was really fun! Better than this stuffy old castle." Hermione said stamping her foot.

"Rose who?" Harry asked stupidly.

"HARRY! Honestly! Rose. I met her in the marketplace six years ago and we've been friends ever since!" Harry looked blank. "You don't remember her?" Hermione asked as she left the room. "Well, she remembers you!" She giggled to herself once she was out of the room.

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Für meine wunderbar Kritiker:

WhiteRose101: Sorry about the Percy thing. Didn't want to seem too mean ya know... but he not actually in most of the tale! ::smiles::

dumbledores angels: Sleeping Beauty is one of my faves too! I actually plan on finishing this time!

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Fan: Yes I will, thanks for offering up the words! I do have them and it will be there! I take your hope as a sign that you like this ja?

Mary-v: Thank you! I have every intention doing so!

Gryphonmistress: Heh, yeah sorry about that whole not finishing thing... I suppose I just got scared and freaked out... but sorry to say, the dancing squirrels, as unoriginal as it seems, is part of what made the Disney movie such a classic! It has to be there! Besides, I like it!

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