Mysterious Imaginings
None of the characters in this story are mine - they are all the work of J.K. Rowling's.
Chapter One
Harry awoke startled as thunder crashed outside his window. By the sight of his room he had been having a bad dream. He was tangled up in the sheets and the doona was on the floor.
He reached over to his bedside table and put his glasses on as he sat up in bed. Looking at the clock he realised that it was 1:00 a.m. and that today he would be going back to Hogwarts.
He got out of bed and as he got dressed into his muggle clothes he tried to remember what it was that he had dreamt about. He turned to look out the window at the rain streaming down the glass when a bolt of lightening suddenly lit the sky and the face of a basilisk stared in at him.
Remembrance.
He had dreamt about the basilisk he had fought the year before in the Chamber of Secrets.
The last thing he saw before he blacked out was the piercing eyes of the basilisk.
##### Satisfied with his work, a scrawny man wearing very peculiar clothes walked down to the end of Privet Drive. Looking back over his shoulder at number four, he laughed evilly before transfiguring into a rat and scampering down a nearby drain.
