A/N: Heres the second chapter like I promised! lol.


Chapter Two – The Dream

Both Harry and Hermione listened to Ron, about his, George and Fred's conversation with their mum for about thirty minutes. Harry had had a hard time trying to keep his eyes open, and Hermione had her head resting in her hand, as they both had already heard it all.

"And then she told us, to get out of her kitchen before she cursed us!" Ron finished.

"Uh-huh," Harry nodded his head.

Ron gave him a weird look. "Anyways, can you believe it? Her own flesh and blood and she's thinking about cursing us!"

Harry shook his head. "It's horrible!" He elbowed Hermione in the ribs; she quickly shot up.

"Yeah, it's dreadful!" She yawned.

"Are you two OK?" Ron asked, eyeing them both suspiciously. "Or have you both become nutters?"

"We're fine," Harry hastily replied. "I think we're just a bit tired. Maybe we should get going to bed." He shrugged.

"But it's only two o'clock..." Ron raised an eyebrow. "...In the afternoon."

"Oh, well, then I think I'm going for a nap." Harry told him getting up from where he was sitting and walked over to the cot that he had been sleeping on for the passed three weeks, and laid down. He took off his glasses and placed them on the table.

Ron walked over towards his door closely followed by Hermione. "Errr...goodnight?" He said unsurely as he and Hermione exited the room.

Harry rolled over, and lye awake looking out of the window. He sighed and rolled back over to the other side and closed his eyes, within matter of seconds he was pulled into the dream world.

Harry felt something touching him. "Harry! Wake up!" It was Ron. "Hermione's been attacked!"

He shot straight up and put on his glasses. "Are you sure?" He yawned.

"Uh, yah!" Ron said. "Hurry, get up, we've got to get to St. Mungo's!"

Harry jumped out of bed and followed Ron down the stairs.

"C'mon get in the car, you lot!" Molly screeched. They all; Harry, Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny got into the car. There was traces of dark red blood from were Hermione had crawled through the car at the end of the trail, there was a puddle of blood, and Hermione babied a badly cut up shoulder, and from Harry can see it was also very deep.

Molly raced the car all the way to St. Mungo's; in which would normally take them about forty minutes to get there only took them ten.

They ran into the Hospital where they were greeted by many healers wearing lime green robes with an emblem embroidered on their chests; a wand and a bone, crossed, who took Hermione to a room up on the first floor. Harry, Ginny, Ron, Mrs Weasley, Fred and George waited on the fifth floor in the waiting room. A tall slender elderly man with curly grey hair walked in, you could tell he was a healer by what he was wearing. He courtly made his way towards Mrs Weasley.

"What is it?" Mrs Weasley said in a small voice.

"Well, I glad to say Ms Granger is OK..." The healer said shaking his head looking down at the ground.

"BUT?" Ginny, Fred, Harry and George said in unison.

"But, she's never going to be the same. Whatever attacked her erased her entire mind. Would anyone like some tea?" He took out his wand.

They all shook their head.

"How is that possible?" Harry yelled, as he stood up. He walked towards the confused looking healer, hearing a knocking sound; Harry looked back towards the Weasley's and somehow tripped over his own feet...

He jolted awake, cold sweat coming pouring down his face and the back of his neck. "What's happened to Hermione?!" he yelped as a shot of pain went to his scar, he placed his hand over it.

"You OK, Harry?" A voice said from the doorway, it was too blurry for Harry too makes out who it was, without his glasses. He reached for his glasses and jammed them onto his nose.

"Harry?" It was Hermione. Harry gave a heavy sigh of relive.

"Thank Merlin your OK!" Harry smiled.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"I had this dream—and—oh, never mind," He told her, realising it was just a dream, and that it really didn't happen.

"Okay...anyways, Mrs Weasley sent me up here to get you for dinner," Hermione told him.

"Thanks," Harry replied as he got out of bed. They made their way down the stairs into the kitchen.

"Are you sure you're OK?" Hermione asked one last time before opening the door to the kitchen. Harry nodded, pushing open the door to a magnificent feast of roast beef; the whole Weasley family was there. (Excluding the two that no longer live with them and Percy who turned his back against his family). Mr and Mrs Weasley, Ron, Fred, George and Ginny...wait...there's something wrong with that, Ginny isn't supposed to be there. She's suppose to be at her aunts until the last week before school starts...