Harry Potter and the Servant of Lord Voldemort
-Chapter 2-
The Get Together
Is he living through that dream again? He probably is, he can't do anything about it. He can't move, it happens every single night now. He doesn't know what to do about this dream. It keeps going through the same thing. Whenever he thinks of something he wants to do in that dream, he couldn't move. His mind is working all right, but his body isn't. The girl just keeps coming to him, and he's scared of her. Now, it's the last part of the dream.
"Harry...I didn't mean to try to kill you. I was only trying to warn you...warn you about me," said the girl.
"[This is what she said last time.]" Said Harry.
"You see, Lord Voldemort made me his servant, he found me one day and just created a dark side of me!"
"[Please stop so we can escape! I don't want him to come!]"
The girl started to cry. "I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want him or anyone else to hurt you! Or kill you... I don't want any of that!"
"[I don't want you to die! You're innocent; the innocent shouldn't die like you're going to die in a few minutes. Please stop talking! How come I can't make her stop?]"
"Harry, I haven't told you this one thing. That... I..." She was blushing at the time when she was going to tell him something. But it was always too late to do something. Because Lord Voldemort will always come and he won't be able to save.
"That's enough now! It's time for you to die!"
The girl turned around and Harry looked behind her. Lord Voldemort was coming to them. Harry was filled with fear and he couldn't move his body. He saw Voldemort took out his want from his cloak and aimed it at Harry. He knew what he was going to die but couldn't do anything at the moment. Why can't he move? Is it supposed to happen this way?
Harry didn't know what to do, all he knew is that he wants to wake up from this dream right now! Why won't he wake up?
"Now die!" A red fire was starting to come out of Voldemort's wand, creating a massive ball of fire.
"[My wand...why can't I get my wand?]" Harry tried to reach for his wand but his hand didn't even move.
Once the massive ball was big enough, it shot out of Voldemort's wand and it started to head for Harry. But he wasn't paying attention; he was looking at the girl. The girl turned back to face Harry and pushed him aside. Her hands landed on his chest and she suddenly pushed him back, clearing him away from the fireball that is heading towards him. But as she pushed him aside, Harry saw the tears rolling down her cheeks. She was crying, but why? Is there a need to cry like this?
Once the fireball hit her back, hard, she fell forward and landed on Harry. Harry saw what her back looked like. Her robes were burned, and so is her back. The bare skin was burned, black. Suddenly, another massive fireball came and it hit her back harder, but she didn't scream out in pain. Her body only flinched when the fireball attacked her in the back. She's dead...
Harry couldn't do anything; he didn't know what to do. How come every dream is the same? Why won't it change!?
"Ignorant girl! Forget about her! Now it's your turn!"
Harry looked up at Voldemort and saw him raised his wand. Harry was clutching the girl's body to him, for some reason, he didn't want to let her go. He looked back down to face the ground and closed his eyes very tight.
"No! I won't DIE!!" Said Harry.
"Harry! Wake up!!"
"Leave me alone!!"
"Harry!"
"I WON'T DIE!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"
Harry felt something moving his body, and he just jolted right up and couldn't breathe for a second. Why did he kept living through that dream when he knows it's going to be the same thing over and over again? Why can't he have a different dream every time he falls asleep, like everyone else? Why him?
"You're right! You do wake up in the middle of the night from that dream!" Harry looked to his right and saw Mr. Weasley still driving. He forgot for a second he was still in a car. "You were screaming, I thought you were going to fall out of the car and hit the ground hard!"
"I had that dream again..." said Harry.
"Again?"
"Yes! And it was the same, she won't leave me alone! She keeps risking her life for me!"
"Well, I don't know what to do Harry. But tell me what exactly happened, there might be something hidden in there."
Harry looked at Mr. Weasley a second and then looked at the view in front of him. "She was crying... and scared of me. She told me she was warning about herself, that Voldemort made her his servant, and she didn't want to, so he made a dark side of her. She told me that she didn't want to hurt me... she didn't her or anyone else to hurt me."
"Very strange, continue on..."
"Before she died, she was trying to tell me something."
"What?"
"I don't know. She didn't tell me because that's when Vold-"
"Say You-Know-Who!"
"Sorry! But You-Know-Who came into the scene and try to kill me. When he was about to shoot out a massive fireball and shot it out to me, the girl just pushed me away with tears rolling down her cheeks. And it hit her back and she landed on me. Her robes were burned and so was her back, that's when You-Know-Who shot another fireball and it hit her back again. I guess he was making sure she was dead, and that's how she died. But that's when You-Know-Who was coming to me to raise his wand and kill me."
"And that's when you started to scream out loud."
"Yeah, the end of the dream and I'm glad."
"Well, it's in the middle of the night, do you think you can sleep again?"
Harry tried to feel if his body wants to sleep, but nothing. "No, my body won't let me go back to sleep. I hate this!"
"Well, I don't' know what to do for you Harry. Try to sleep, okay?"
"I don't think I can Mr. Weasley. I'm really tired but I can't sleep!"
"Do you want to take a pill?"
"No thanks, if I take it I might not wake up from that dream. I don't want to see myself die."
"I understand, Harry!"
"But I'll try to go back to sleep anyway." He turned to his side and closed his eyes. He tries to think of something that bores him so he can sleep. He'll do anything to get to sleep at least. But he can't get that image out of him. The image which he sees the girl dies in front of him. He should ask Hermione and Ron who matches this girl's description. He may never know that he might meet her at Hogwarts. But the strange thing is, she is the same year like Harry, going to the 5th.
He thinks about the questions he's going to ask this girl once he meets her. But slowly, he drifts off to sleep. ( At least now he can sleep.)
(Dream)
Harry tries to catch up to the girl, wanting to question her of why he keeps having the same dream about her. Is she really that important? Is she really a servant of Lord Voldemort? But, this can only be a dream right? It can't be real. But if it was a dream he would do anything he wants. But why in this dream he can't do anything? It's like someone is controlling him from somewhere else!
"Wait!" Harry called out. When he finally catches up to her, she turns around and points her wand at Harry. She pushed him against the wall, pointing her wand at the tip of Harry's chin. He knew this would happen to him, but he couldn't stop himself. It's like everything is suppose to happen this way. "I..."
"Listen..." said the girl with an innocent face. "Stay away from me! I don't want you near me. No matter what, even if I come to approach you, you just walk away, got it?"
"But, why?"
"Some things don't deserve to be answered right away. I'm sorry, but please. Just trust me; it'll be better off that way."
"I don't understand."
"You're not meant to understand, I'm sorry, but it's really better off this way if you stay away from me."
"Why can't I know?"
There was silence. "I can't tell you, yet Harry. I'm sorry."
She lowered her wand and started to run away. Then other strange thing is that she's in the same house as him...Gryffindor. There are a couple of clues in this dream and Harry has to find them all. But that's when he heard a scream. He ran in the halls to find the girl, he knew it was the girl this time of night.
He made a turn and saw something he never thought he would see in the castle...dementors. They were all going to perform a kiss on her, he knew what to do. He reached for his wand in his robe and pointed out to the dementors.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!!" As the silver stag erupts from the tip of Harry's wound, the dementors started to fly away, but also trying to get to the girl.
"HARRY!!"
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!!"
"HARRY!! WAKE UP!!"
Harry woke up again, short of breath. He waited for a few minutes to catch his breath so he can talk again and see what's going on. Once he catches his breath, he looked around and notices it was morning and that Mr.Weasley's hand was on Harry's shoulder. He must have probably shaken him to try and wake him up.
"Looks like you have gotten back to sleep this time," said Mr. Weasley.
"Yes, but... it was different. When the girl was about to kill me, she ran off and she screamed. I followed her and found the dementors trying to suck out her soul," explained Harry.
"No wonder you were yelling out 'Expecto Patronum!'"
"But that part never happened before. I didn't even get so see the part when all of them flew away."
"Hmm...it could possible."
"What could be possible?"
"The closer you get to Hogwarts, the more the dream shows. It could be possible. Your dream didn't show the dementors until now, and you're getting closer to Hogwarts. Maybe because that you kept having the same exact dream every night is because you're not getting close to Hogwarts."
"[Even I didn't think about that. It could be true, though.]"
"Harry!"
Harry got out of the car and saw Ron running out of his house to him. They did their greetings and went inside for some breakfast. Mrs. Weasley came to hug him really tight, for a second he couldn't breathe until Ron told his mother to let go of Harry. Harry told Mrs. Weasley the things he needed for school and that she would go get them sometime in the afternoon.
After breakfast, Ron took Harry and his things upstairs in his room. Harry took the extra bed in there, laid on it because he was so tired of keep waking up every night in the summer. Strange... Very strange.
"So tell me again about the dream," said Ron.
"I told Mr. Weasley most of it. He kind of forced it out of me. Ask him, I'm tired of explaining things," said Harry. "And besides, I had the same dream before we came here. But this time, it showed more."
"Yeah, I would say it's pretty strange, Harry."
"I just don't understand. What does this girl wants from me?"
"Your life?"
"I doubt it. She risked her life for me in that dream."
"Good point. Maybe to be close to you so she can feel safe. You did tell me in that dream she said she was a servant of You-Know-Who."
"Yeah, but she also told me she had a dark side of herself. She said Voldemort created her."
"Say You-Know-Who!"
"Sorry."
"Well, we can continue to talk about this next week when Hermione comes here. She might figure out something."
"True! She just loves to do some research at least."
"Maybe we should go with my mum to buy the stuff we need."
"Good idea!"
(A week later)
It has been a week, and now Hermione has come to be with her two best friends. When she first arrived, she and Ginny took her stuff upstairs in her room. Then Hermione visited Ron's room, where he and Harry are. Ron kept complaining on how Harry keeps screaming in his sleep every night since he got there.
Hermione took a look at Harry for a second and could tell he is really tired. She felt his forehead to see if he has a fever or something, but nothing.
"Harry, can you tell us what exactly happened in the dream?" Asked Hermione.
"Sure, I've wanted to explain it to you guys." Harry told Ron and Hermione everything. Including the one when dementors tried to suck the soul out of the girl. Harry felt horrible again when he told them the dream. He feels guilty, and he completely doesn't know what to do. What should he do?
"Harry, maybe you should take a pill," said Hermione.
"That's what Mr. Weasley suggested but I didn't take it because I might not wake up from this dream. I don't want to be stuck in this dream, seeing myself die by-"
"Don't say the name!" Said Ron.
"-You-Know-Who."
"Maybe we should go outside for some fresh air. It might clear your head, Harry," said Hermione. They agreed and the all went downstairs and went outside to sit at the picnic table. Harry was trying to figure out the clues hidden in the dream. If there is any at all. What should he do now?
"Harry, this just came to thought," said Hermione. "Tell me what the girl looks like again." ( I made a mistake in the first chapter, I forgot to add that the girl has wavy/curly hair.)
"Hazel eyes and brown wavy/curly hair, why?" Asked Harry.
"There is a girl that matches that description completely."
"So tell is who it is!" Said Ron.
"Her name is Michelle Bitting; she's the same year as us. I saw her a couple of times and have kind of talked to her too," said Hermione. ( That's me! I AM Michelle Bitting, it's my real name!! And I really do have hazel eyes and wavy/curly hair.)
"I have heard of that name before but I don't think I have seen her," said Harry.
"Well, there might be a good chance of meeting her on the train. If I ever see her, I'll tell you."
"Thanks Hermione."
"Okay, let's talk about something else," said Ron.
"Like?" Questioned Hermione.
"I don't know, anything besides this mysterious girl!"
"Fine!" There was silence, but there was too much of it. Harry looked up at the sky and wonders what this Michelle person looks like. Could she really look exactly like the girl in his dream? Or have the same voice as her? This is too much to cause a headache!
'Harry...'
"Hermione, can you stay quite for a second?" Asked Harry.
"I didn't say or do anything," said Hermione.
That was weird, was someone calling him or is that in his head? It could be that he hears it in his mind or something. WHAT'S GOING ON AROUND HERE!?
'Harry...'
Harry stood up and started to look around. Where is this voice coming from? "[This voice, I know this voice. It's the girl's voice in my dream! Where is she!?] Who's there?" Asked Harry.
"Just us," said Ron.
'Harry...'
"Where are you?" Harry called out.
"What are you talking about?" Asked Hermione.
"I hear something," answered Harry.
"We don't hear anything," said Ron.
'Harry...'
"Excuse me!" Harry started to run... somewhere, anywhere! But where first? Harry started to look behind the house. His heart was beating fast; he needs to find this girl. He's been having this dream so much that he will KNOW her voice and KNOWS her face. So it will have to be her, no matter what!
When he got behind the house, he saw something.... Or someone. He couldn't tell, he was facing the back, but back of the head looks very familiar. The wind was blowing, as the wind blows, he watches the girl's hair blow along with it. He just stood there, looking the back of her.
'Harry...'
He saw the girl turned around and he saw the face. It was her... He couldn't believe it. It's really her, now's his chance, now's the time to ask her some questions. He started to run to her, not knowing what to ask, but he just needs to talk to her. Because this time, it isn't a dream, it's real. This is different; nothing can interrupt them from talking.
He stopped right in front of her, not asking her anything yet, until he catches his breath.
'Harry...'
Strange, when she spoke, her mouth didn't make a sound. She's speaking in his mind. He can hear her clearly.
Harry put his hands on her shoulders, starting to shake her. "Tell me! Who are you? Why do you keep appearing in my dreams? I need some answers!" Said Harry.
'Harry...'
"Can you say something else besides my name!? Please tell me, why do you keep appearing in my dreams?"
'Harry...watch out...'
"Watch out for what?" He stopped shaking her.
'For me and ...him.'
"I know watch out for him but why you? Tell me who you are!"
'Hogwarts...trap!'
"Are you saying there's a trap waiting for me at Hogwarts?"
'Yes...Stay away from me.'
"Why? Are you saying the dream might come true? Tell me at least something!"
'Stay away...from me. So he...'
"So he...?"
'...won't get you.'
"Won't get me? What are you talking about? Are you saying Voldemort might come to Hogwarts?"
'Be careful...and watch out...for me too.'
"Why you? That's what I want to know! You have been saying that in my dreams too? Why!? Are you saying you're really Voldemort's servant?"
'Harry...'
"Why won't you talk to me directly?"
"Harry!" Harry put his hands down and suddenly saw the girl disappear in front of him. What was going on? Was she just an image from his dream? All of sudden was thinking of the girl and she then suddenly calls for his name to tell him... what?
He turned around and saw Ron and Hermione running to him. He didn't get what was happening. This is getting really weird around here.
"Harry what happened?" Asked Hermione.
"The girl....from my dream, I heard her voice," answered Harry.
"Is that the reason why you ran off? To try and find her?" Questioned Ron.
"Yeah, I found her all right. But she wasn't making sense."
"But we didn't see anything when we saw you," said Hermione.
"She disappeared when you called my name Hermione," said Harry.
"What was she trying to tell you?" Asked Ron.
"I'll tell you once we get inside," said Harry.
Harry didn't know what to do now. Everything the girl said didn't made any sense. What was she trying to tell him? Maybe if Hermione and Ron wouldn't have come, he might have more information then he thought he would.
-Chapter 2-
The Get Together
Is he living through that dream again? He probably is, he can't do anything about it. He can't move, it happens every single night now. He doesn't know what to do about this dream. It keeps going through the same thing. Whenever he thinks of something he wants to do in that dream, he couldn't move. His mind is working all right, but his body isn't. The girl just keeps coming to him, and he's scared of her. Now, it's the last part of the dream.
"Harry...I didn't mean to try to kill you. I was only trying to warn you...warn you about me," said the girl.
"[This is what she said last time.]" Said Harry.
"You see, Lord Voldemort made me his servant, he found me one day and just created a dark side of me!"
"[Please stop so we can escape! I don't want him to come!]"
The girl started to cry. "I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want him or anyone else to hurt you! Or kill you... I don't want any of that!"
"[I don't want you to die! You're innocent; the innocent shouldn't die like you're going to die in a few minutes. Please stop talking! How come I can't make her stop?]"
"Harry, I haven't told you this one thing. That... I..." She was blushing at the time when she was going to tell him something. But it was always too late to do something. Because Lord Voldemort will always come and he won't be able to save.
"That's enough now! It's time for you to die!"
The girl turned around and Harry looked behind her. Lord Voldemort was coming to them. Harry was filled with fear and he couldn't move his body. He saw Voldemort took out his want from his cloak and aimed it at Harry. He knew what he was going to die but couldn't do anything at the moment. Why can't he move? Is it supposed to happen this way?
Harry didn't know what to do, all he knew is that he wants to wake up from this dream right now! Why won't he wake up?
"Now die!" A red fire was starting to come out of Voldemort's wand, creating a massive ball of fire.
"[My wand...why can't I get my wand?]" Harry tried to reach for his wand but his hand didn't even move.
Once the massive ball was big enough, it shot out of Voldemort's wand and it started to head for Harry. But he wasn't paying attention; he was looking at the girl. The girl turned back to face Harry and pushed him aside. Her hands landed on his chest and she suddenly pushed him back, clearing him away from the fireball that is heading towards him. But as she pushed him aside, Harry saw the tears rolling down her cheeks. She was crying, but why? Is there a need to cry like this?
Once the fireball hit her back, hard, she fell forward and landed on Harry. Harry saw what her back looked like. Her robes were burned, and so is her back. The bare skin was burned, black. Suddenly, another massive fireball came and it hit her back harder, but she didn't scream out in pain. Her body only flinched when the fireball attacked her in the back. She's dead...
Harry couldn't do anything; he didn't know what to do. How come every dream is the same? Why won't it change!?
"Ignorant girl! Forget about her! Now it's your turn!"
Harry looked up at Voldemort and saw him raised his wand. Harry was clutching the girl's body to him, for some reason, he didn't want to let her go. He looked back down to face the ground and closed his eyes very tight.
"No! I won't DIE!!" Said Harry.
"Harry! Wake up!!"
"Leave me alone!!"
"Harry!"
"I WON'T DIE!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"
Harry felt something moving his body, and he just jolted right up and couldn't breathe for a second. Why did he kept living through that dream when he knows it's going to be the same thing over and over again? Why can't he have a different dream every time he falls asleep, like everyone else? Why him?
"You're right! You do wake up in the middle of the night from that dream!" Harry looked to his right and saw Mr. Weasley still driving. He forgot for a second he was still in a car. "You were screaming, I thought you were going to fall out of the car and hit the ground hard!"
"I had that dream again..." said Harry.
"Again?"
"Yes! And it was the same, she won't leave me alone! She keeps risking her life for me!"
"Well, I don't know what to do Harry. But tell me what exactly happened, there might be something hidden in there."
Harry looked at Mr. Weasley a second and then looked at the view in front of him. "She was crying... and scared of me. She told me she was warning about herself, that Voldemort made her his servant, and she didn't want to, so he made a dark side of her. She told me that she didn't want to hurt me... she didn't her or anyone else to hurt me."
"Very strange, continue on..."
"Before she died, she was trying to tell me something."
"What?"
"I don't know. She didn't tell me because that's when Vold-"
"Say You-Know-Who!"
"Sorry! But You-Know-Who came into the scene and try to kill me. When he was about to shoot out a massive fireball and shot it out to me, the girl just pushed me away with tears rolling down her cheeks. And it hit her back and she landed on me. Her robes were burned and so was her back, that's when You-Know-Who shot another fireball and it hit her back again. I guess he was making sure she was dead, and that's how she died. But that's when You-Know-Who was coming to me to raise his wand and kill me."
"And that's when you started to scream out loud."
"Yeah, the end of the dream and I'm glad."
"Well, it's in the middle of the night, do you think you can sleep again?"
Harry tried to feel if his body wants to sleep, but nothing. "No, my body won't let me go back to sleep. I hate this!"
"Well, I don't' know what to do for you Harry. Try to sleep, okay?"
"I don't think I can Mr. Weasley. I'm really tired but I can't sleep!"
"Do you want to take a pill?"
"No thanks, if I take it I might not wake up from that dream. I don't want to see myself die."
"I understand, Harry!"
"But I'll try to go back to sleep anyway." He turned to his side and closed his eyes. He tries to think of something that bores him so he can sleep. He'll do anything to get to sleep at least. But he can't get that image out of him. The image which he sees the girl dies in front of him. He should ask Hermione and Ron who matches this girl's description. He may never know that he might meet her at Hogwarts. But the strange thing is, she is the same year like Harry, going to the 5th.
He thinks about the questions he's going to ask this girl once he meets her. But slowly, he drifts off to sleep. ( At least now he can sleep.)
(Dream)
Harry tries to catch up to the girl, wanting to question her of why he keeps having the same dream about her. Is she really that important? Is she really a servant of Lord Voldemort? But, this can only be a dream right? It can't be real. But if it was a dream he would do anything he wants. But why in this dream he can't do anything? It's like someone is controlling him from somewhere else!
"Wait!" Harry called out. When he finally catches up to her, she turns around and points her wand at Harry. She pushed him against the wall, pointing her wand at the tip of Harry's chin. He knew this would happen to him, but he couldn't stop himself. It's like everything is suppose to happen this way. "I..."
"Listen..." said the girl with an innocent face. "Stay away from me! I don't want you near me. No matter what, even if I come to approach you, you just walk away, got it?"
"But, why?"
"Some things don't deserve to be answered right away. I'm sorry, but please. Just trust me; it'll be better off that way."
"I don't understand."
"You're not meant to understand, I'm sorry, but it's really better off this way if you stay away from me."
"Why can't I know?"
There was silence. "I can't tell you, yet Harry. I'm sorry."
She lowered her wand and started to run away. Then other strange thing is that she's in the same house as him...Gryffindor. There are a couple of clues in this dream and Harry has to find them all. But that's when he heard a scream. He ran in the halls to find the girl, he knew it was the girl this time of night.
He made a turn and saw something he never thought he would see in the castle...dementors. They were all going to perform a kiss on her, he knew what to do. He reached for his wand in his robe and pointed out to the dementors.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!!" As the silver stag erupts from the tip of Harry's wound, the dementors started to fly away, but also trying to get to the girl.
"HARRY!!"
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!!"
"HARRY!! WAKE UP!!"
Harry woke up again, short of breath. He waited for a few minutes to catch his breath so he can talk again and see what's going on. Once he catches his breath, he looked around and notices it was morning and that Mr.Weasley's hand was on Harry's shoulder. He must have probably shaken him to try and wake him up.
"Looks like you have gotten back to sleep this time," said Mr. Weasley.
"Yes, but... it was different. When the girl was about to kill me, she ran off and she screamed. I followed her and found the dementors trying to suck out her soul," explained Harry.
"No wonder you were yelling out 'Expecto Patronum!'"
"But that part never happened before. I didn't even get so see the part when all of them flew away."
"Hmm...it could possible."
"What could be possible?"
"The closer you get to Hogwarts, the more the dream shows. It could be possible. Your dream didn't show the dementors until now, and you're getting closer to Hogwarts. Maybe because that you kept having the same exact dream every night is because you're not getting close to Hogwarts."
"[Even I didn't think about that. It could be true, though.]"
"Harry!"
Harry got out of the car and saw Ron running out of his house to him. They did their greetings and went inside for some breakfast. Mrs. Weasley came to hug him really tight, for a second he couldn't breathe until Ron told his mother to let go of Harry. Harry told Mrs. Weasley the things he needed for school and that she would go get them sometime in the afternoon.
After breakfast, Ron took Harry and his things upstairs in his room. Harry took the extra bed in there, laid on it because he was so tired of keep waking up every night in the summer. Strange... Very strange.
"So tell me again about the dream," said Ron.
"I told Mr. Weasley most of it. He kind of forced it out of me. Ask him, I'm tired of explaining things," said Harry. "And besides, I had the same dream before we came here. But this time, it showed more."
"Yeah, I would say it's pretty strange, Harry."
"I just don't understand. What does this girl wants from me?"
"Your life?"
"I doubt it. She risked her life for me in that dream."
"Good point. Maybe to be close to you so she can feel safe. You did tell me in that dream she said she was a servant of You-Know-Who."
"Yeah, but she also told me she had a dark side of herself. She said Voldemort created her."
"Say You-Know-Who!"
"Sorry."
"Well, we can continue to talk about this next week when Hermione comes here. She might figure out something."
"True! She just loves to do some research at least."
"Maybe we should go with my mum to buy the stuff we need."
"Good idea!"
(A week later)
It has been a week, and now Hermione has come to be with her two best friends. When she first arrived, she and Ginny took her stuff upstairs in her room. Then Hermione visited Ron's room, where he and Harry are. Ron kept complaining on how Harry keeps screaming in his sleep every night since he got there.
Hermione took a look at Harry for a second and could tell he is really tired. She felt his forehead to see if he has a fever or something, but nothing.
"Harry, can you tell us what exactly happened in the dream?" Asked Hermione.
"Sure, I've wanted to explain it to you guys." Harry told Ron and Hermione everything. Including the one when dementors tried to suck the soul out of the girl. Harry felt horrible again when he told them the dream. He feels guilty, and he completely doesn't know what to do. What should he do?
"Harry, maybe you should take a pill," said Hermione.
"That's what Mr. Weasley suggested but I didn't take it because I might not wake up from this dream. I don't want to be stuck in this dream, seeing myself die by-"
"Don't say the name!" Said Ron.
"-You-Know-Who."
"Maybe we should go outside for some fresh air. It might clear your head, Harry," said Hermione. They agreed and the all went downstairs and went outside to sit at the picnic table. Harry was trying to figure out the clues hidden in the dream. If there is any at all. What should he do now?
"Harry, this just came to thought," said Hermione. "Tell me what the girl looks like again." ( I made a mistake in the first chapter, I forgot to add that the girl has wavy/curly hair.)
"Hazel eyes and brown wavy/curly hair, why?" Asked Harry.
"There is a girl that matches that description completely."
"So tell is who it is!" Said Ron.
"Her name is Michelle Bitting; she's the same year as us. I saw her a couple of times and have kind of talked to her too," said Hermione. ( That's me! I AM Michelle Bitting, it's my real name!! And I really do have hazel eyes and wavy/curly hair.)
"I have heard of that name before but I don't think I have seen her," said Harry.
"Well, there might be a good chance of meeting her on the train. If I ever see her, I'll tell you."
"Thanks Hermione."
"Okay, let's talk about something else," said Ron.
"Like?" Questioned Hermione.
"I don't know, anything besides this mysterious girl!"
"Fine!" There was silence, but there was too much of it. Harry looked up at the sky and wonders what this Michelle person looks like. Could she really look exactly like the girl in his dream? Or have the same voice as her? This is too much to cause a headache!
'Harry...'
"Hermione, can you stay quite for a second?" Asked Harry.
"I didn't say or do anything," said Hermione.
That was weird, was someone calling him or is that in his head? It could be that he hears it in his mind or something. WHAT'S GOING ON AROUND HERE!?
'Harry...'
Harry stood up and started to look around. Where is this voice coming from? "[This voice, I know this voice. It's the girl's voice in my dream! Where is she!?] Who's there?" Asked Harry.
"Just us," said Ron.
'Harry...'
"Where are you?" Harry called out.
"What are you talking about?" Asked Hermione.
"I hear something," answered Harry.
"We don't hear anything," said Ron.
'Harry...'
"Excuse me!" Harry started to run... somewhere, anywhere! But where first? Harry started to look behind the house. His heart was beating fast; he needs to find this girl. He's been having this dream so much that he will KNOW her voice and KNOWS her face. So it will have to be her, no matter what!
When he got behind the house, he saw something.... Or someone. He couldn't tell, he was facing the back, but back of the head looks very familiar. The wind was blowing, as the wind blows, he watches the girl's hair blow along with it. He just stood there, looking the back of her.
'Harry...'
He saw the girl turned around and he saw the face. It was her... He couldn't believe it. It's really her, now's his chance, now's the time to ask her some questions. He started to run to her, not knowing what to ask, but he just needs to talk to her. Because this time, it isn't a dream, it's real. This is different; nothing can interrupt them from talking.
He stopped right in front of her, not asking her anything yet, until he catches his breath.
'Harry...'
Strange, when she spoke, her mouth didn't make a sound. She's speaking in his mind. He can hear her clearly.
Harry put his hands on her shoulders, starting to shake her. "Tell me! Who are you? Why do you keep appearing in my dreams? I need some answers!" Said Harry.
'Harry...'
"Can you say something else besides my name!? Please tell me, why do you keep appearing in my dreams?"
'Harry...watch out...'
"Watch out for what?" He stopped shaking her.
'For me and ...him.'
"I know watch out for him but why you? Tell me who you are!"
'Hogwarts...trap!'
"Are you saying there's a trap waiting for me at Hogwarts?"
'Yes...Stay away from me.'
"Why? Are you saying the dream might come true? Tell me at least something!"
'Stay away...from me. So he...'
"So he...?"
'...won't get you.'
"Won't get me? What are you talking about? Are you saying Voldemort might come to Hogwarts?"
'Be careful...and watch out...for me too.'
"Why you? That's what I want to know! You have been saying that in my dreams too? Why!? Are you saying you're really Voldemort's servant?"
'Harry...'
"Why won't you talk to me directly?"
"Harry!" Harry put his hands down and suddenly saw the girl disappear in front of him. What was going on? Was she just an image from his dream? All of sudden was thinking of the girl and she then suddenly calls for his name to tell him... what?
He turned around and saw Ron and Hermione running to him. He didn't get what was happening. This is getting really weird around here.
"Harry what happened?" Asked Hermione.
"The girl....from my dream, I heard her voice," answered Harry.
"Is that the reason why you ran off? To try and find her?" Questioned Ron.
"Yeah, I found her all right. But she wasn't making sense."
"But we didn't see anything when we saw you," said Hermione.
"She disappeared when you called my name Hermione," said Harry.
"What was she trying to tell you?" Asked Ron.
"I'll tell you once we get inside," said Harry.
Harry didn't know what to do now. Everything the girl said didn't made any sense. What was she trying to tell him? Maybe if Hermione and Ron wouldn't have come, he might have more information then he thought he would.