Disclaimer: I do not own any of the chacters in this fic....there happy?
A/N: No reviews! Oh well here next chapt review if you want me to continue....... Also if i do continue I was thinking I might put a bit of Romance in this story, but I don't know if i should....So Im' going to let you decide. If you review tell me if you want a bit of Romance. Okay? Now on with the story!
Harry stared out the window, watching the black sky pass under him. For that's how he felt black. Not depressed, just black. Like a hole, no a hole didn't describe it. He ignored how he felt and turned back to his friends.
"What were they talking about before" he asked himself. Before he could tell Ron was lying. Then he could feel his eye lids lowering, and his vision blurring. He didn't stop it, and he fell into a sea of blackness.
In a new world he rises, he falls. Knowing one thing, only one thing. He needs no more hope, he needs no more faith. All he needs is power, strength to feed his ever growing army. A giant mark flashes across the blood stained field. Not the Dark mark. No much worse a triangle with a wavy line threw the top slipping only the top, but connecting it. The sign is written in corpses, of fellow witches and wizards. Their white hollow eyes stare aimlessly at him, they send a mournfully screams. They do it because they are lost, never will their souls be found, forever they are to fall into the black abyss. Never ending, always calling abyss. Abyss that's were they'll lie.
Harry screamed and quickly jumped
"Harry! What's wrong?!" came Hermione's high voice. Harry turn to see her face inches away from his. Now he could feel the sweat on his face and heat of hers near him. He turned his face to the side.
"Nothing just- just a dream" he said she sat back down. Then stared into the void, helplessly in deep thought about the dream he just had.
"Well are you going to tell us?" Hermione said impatiently. Harry had forgotten that he used to share everything with Ron and Hermione, but now he just couldn't bring himself to trust them anymore.
"Was that Voldemort mistrust or mine?' he asked himself.
"Time to find out!" he said in his head and turned to Hermione and Ron they were glaring at him.
"Yeah okay... It was a battle field..."- he trailed off.
"What kind of battle field?" Hermione asked being quizzical.
"A...A dead one"
"What how can a battle field be dead?" asked Ron whom Harry just noticed sitting there he had been so quiet....
"It just was" he answered quietly.
"What else was there Harry?" Hermione asked yet again.
"....A mark"
"The dark mark?" Ron asked
"No....a different one, it was a triangle with a wavy line threw it. Some how it was breaking it but connecting it at the same time" he said racking his brain to remember the whole dream.
"And there were eyes, white eyes"
"You mean white by hollow?" Hermione stated
"Yes! There were blank lifeless, but still had life...." He trailed off. Nether of them asked any more questions. Hermione was in deep thought, he couldn't read Ron's face, it was like he was lost.
A/N: Okay for anyone who cares sorry for the short chapt and the lack of updating very two days as I was trying to do. Okay I got no guesses because I got no reviews. So the guessing is still open, and I really do want reviews. But I understand if I get none then no one wants me to continue and i'll stop updating. Okay....PLEASE REVIEW!
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