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Chapter 14: Dreams

"Garret no! You aren't the one! Don't do this!" A boy screamed.

"Well, she's not here is she? I won't let this mongrel kill any more of us!" Garret looked like he was preparing for a suicide attack.

"Truly, Garret there will be more time! You know you don't stand a chance!" A girl this time.

"That's right boy, you know you'll die, why throw your life away?" This voice was far too menacing for comfort. Celia watched the scene as thought it was a movie, but she was there. She could stop it; all she had to do was get there in time. She commanded her body to run, her feet felt as though they were stuck in cement. It was like running through water that was up to her neck. 'Hang on!' she thought 'I'm coming! Don't do it Garret!' She was half way there, Garret was running toward Adelard.

"Very well, have it your way boy! AVADA KEDAVRA!!" Green light shot from Adelard's wand.

"No!!!" 5 other voices screamed along with her own. "Revitalus! Revitalus! Revitalus!"

"Alanus! Snap out of it!" Someone had her shoulders and was shaking her. Celia shot up.

"Garret!" Celia opened her eyes and looked around the room breathing hard. She was sweating. Malfoy was standing in front of her; he was still holding her shoulders. Finally Celia calmed down. "A dream…" she sighed.

"Sounded more like a nightmare to me." Draco said. "Who's Garret, and who were you trying to heal?"

Celia stared at him. How could she answer when she wasn't really sure what was going on either? She gave him the only answer that she knew for sure;

"I-I don't know." Malfoy was giving her a skeptical look. "No, I mean I really don't know, it must have been a dream.

"Well, of course it was a dream." Malfoy said snidely.

"Oh hush," Celia said, rolling her eyes. Malfoy's eyes widened and Celia thought she saw a corner of his mouth raise into a smirk, but she ignored it. "There was a whole group of people, at least 6, wait 7 but that's including me. And there were all fighting this one really evil sounding man, his name was Adelard. Celia shuddered. "He was really frightening, and then Garret, he was there…wait, 4 wizards, 2 witches…Garret Gryffindor! That was the Aude Arelene! They're the ones who were awaiting the savior! And Adelard is the dark wizard, he killed…he killed Garret Gryffindor, because I wasn't fast enough."

Draco, who had been listening to her story looking like he wasn't sure whether he believed her or if he thought she was mental, now stopped her.

"What do you mean you weren't fast enough? You weren't there Alanus." He said snidely, though not as cruelly as usual. Celia looked up at him as though she forgot he was still there, then remembered, and went on with her story.

"But in the dream, I - it felt like if only I could reach them, I could have saved him. It wouldn't have happened if the savior was there…" Celia ran out of things to say. Draco shrugged his shoulders. Celia thought about the dream a little more and looked out the window. It was still light, but the sun was in a different spot than it had been.

"How long was I asleep?" Celia asked. Draco shrugged again.

"A couple of hours. Wait 'till my father hears about this! I could have bled to death over here, and Madame Pompfrey disappears…" Celia rolled her eyes

"Oh please, it's barely deep." She said, hopping off the bed. "There has to be some bandages here, help me look." Celia tuned to see that Draco hadn't moved and was watching her again as though she had lost her mind. "What?" Celia asked.

"You want me to help you look for a what?"

"A bandage, you know, cloth thing, you put it on cuts so you don't 'bleed to death.'" she said, mocking him. Now Draco had a funny look on his face and Celia realized that he probably had no idea what she was talking about. She kept forgetting that the wizard world had other ways of doing things. "Oh," She started again, hoping she hadn't made him feel really dense. "I forgot, I guess you guys have better ways of dealing with things like that. You know, wizards I mean, your methods are probably a lot faster than the muggle way -- what? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You're, you're a, a-" Malfoy was looking at her as thought she was something repulsive and he had just realized it.

"Alright Mr. Malfoy, stay still." Madame Pompfrey had come in and was now tending to Malfoy's shoulder. "You're fine now, get back to class." Malfoy glanced icily back at Celia as Madame Pompfrey shuffled him out the door.

"What was that all about?" Celia wondered aloud. Madame Pompfrey waved her hands at her.

"Oh if it's Mr. Malfoy you mean I wouldn't sit on it too long. His grudges never make much sense if you ask me. Alright, if you're all rested you can make your way down to class." Celia nodded, gathered her things, and headed out the door.

She took her time in the halls and found herself wandering towards the owlery. 'There's no real reason for me to go to class now.' she thought 'I could just say I was still in the hospital wing…' She thought about the dream as she found a seat near a window in the owlery. She could still hear the threat in Adelard's voice. She shuddered. 'Garret…' she thought. Pegasus flew to her knee, Celia stroked her and sighed.

"I couldn't reach him Pegasus…I tried, but I couldn't get there in time. Something was holding me back." As she looked at her phowl, she felt herself being comforted. She laughed a little. "Is that you Pegasus?" The bird looked at her. Celia smiled. "Thanks." Celia sighed. "I wonder what was wrong with Draco?" She asked aloud, trying to figure it out. "We were actually getting along and then -" Celia sighed again. "I don't understand, what happened?"

"It was right after I explained about the bandages--he didn't even know what they were." Celia froze. "Did he look at me like that because I am from the muggle world?" Celia was strangely depressed. "I didn't realize--" she thought back to the day she, Ginny, and Hermione had found that book. It said Adelard had caused the split between the wizard and the muggle world. "…from all the way back then…" Celia repeated Hermione's statement, only now really understanding.

"Something's happened to her…" Celia said now thinking aloud. "Because she's from the 'real' world, the non-magic world." Celia thought back to what Draco had said on the way to the hospital wing, "…Weasley and the mudblood…" Celia's mind hung on the word 'mudblood.' She didn't know what it meant but it didn't sound very nice. As though he was saying that Hermione's blood was like mud. "Well in that case, I am glad that I slapped him for it." Celia said.

Celia spent some more time silently sitting with Pegasus on her knee. When she finally left, it was time to head down to dinner. When she entered and saw Harry she remembered what had put her in the hospital wing in the first place.

"Harry!" She exclaimed, running towards him, finally having enough strength to be properly excited that he was alive. "Are you completely alright?" Harry along with Ron and Hermione turned when they heard her and the three of them looked as though a great weight had been lifted.

"Celia!" Hermione greeted happily, "What happened to you? No one has seen you in classes since defense against the dark arts, are you alright?" Celia smiled at Hermione, with a new soft spot for her in her heart.

"Yes, I'm fine, I just needed some rest. I guess that charm took a lot of strength out of me. But I'm much better now." She told them in total truth.

The group settled down to dinner

"So when does quidditch start?" Celia asked.

"First game's Saturday." said Ron. "Angelina's real pumped about it. We're playing Hufflepuff, not a bad start."

"Angelina?"

"Angelina Johnson,"" George filled in. "New captain, she didn't used to be as mental as she is now." He finished, as though thinking this was terribly funny.

"Captain life must have gotten to her, thank God it missed us, isn't that right?" Fred said. The twins made a motion of wiping their foreheads clean of sweat.

Ginny, Hermione and Celia laughed, Harry and Ron chucked and rolled their eyes.

"So what did I miss in the rest of classes?" Celia asked.

"Well, loads of questions for one thing." Harry told her rolling his eyes.

"Everyone's really curious about that healing charm; it really was a piece of work. After you left, Alas had this look on her face as though she was really impressed and kept talking about how you sacrificed yourself." Hermione explained. Celia felt herself blush.

"I don't know about that," She said, trying to make it seem less important. "Sacrifice I mean, I don't think it was all that."

"Oh it most certainly was Miss. Alanus," Celia turned to see Professor Alastriona behind her beaming. "I see that you have regained your strength. I am glad to see it; you gave quite a bit of yourself for Mr. Potter." Celia felt herself going red again. It was only a small consolation that Harry was also starting to flush. It was Ron who asked what was on all their minds.

"Why do you say it was such a sacrifice? I mean I know she was real tired afterwards, but that's just from the magic going through her right?" Professor Alas began to shake her head.

"No no dear boy, healing magic is far different than the magic you use to, say reflect a lightning bolt." Ron winced and looked apologetically at Harry who smiled. Alas was going on, "You see, in order to heal someone, you have to be willing to heal them, even if it means sacrificing yourself. That is why healers are always of a certain disposition, and might I add, they are almost always from Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. These are the people that would always choose to die for a friend. When I said that Celia must really care for Harry, as a friend I'm sure," she added when she saw the glances of students. "I meant that she values his life so that she would give her own for his sake." Everyone within earshot was now staring at Celia. "And that," she paused for effect. "is why I sent you to rest. That charm literally took a lot out of you."

When Professor Alastriona continued her way back up to the teacher's table, the group of Gryffindors stared after her in shock before turning to Celia.

"Wow," Harry began, sounding as though he perhaps hadn't realized how close he had come to death. He turned to Celia, looking speechless, and said, "Thanks." Celia, who didn't feel that she could get any redder, suddenly let out a chuckle,

"Anytime." She told him, her voice revealing that she hadn't really understood why she was so tired until now.

"You would really die for me?" Harry asked now, looking as though he felt flattered. Celia was silent for a minute and then looked around. 'I guess I would die for any of them.' She thought. She only answered Harry's question with a smile.

When they reached the common room after dinner, the group of them all sat on the chairs by the fireplace and talked for a bit. The boys seemed pretty excited about the upcoming quidditch game and Celia enjoyed watching them talk. Eventually, they headed up to their dorms for the night. After everyone fell asleep, Celia got out of bed and went into the common room to sit by the window. It had started to rain, and Celia listened to the sound of it on the roof. It had always been a sound that calmed her. Tonight though, she had a lot on her mind. Voices rang through her mind as though they were all speaking at relatively the same time.

'"…healing magic is far different…you have to be willing to sacrifice…"

"You-you're a -"

"Garret no!" "Well the savior isn't here is she?" "Avada Kedavra!!" "Revitalus!"

"In order to heal someone…literally took a lot out of you."

"I didn't get there in time…"

Celia put her hands over her head to get the voices to stop. She had the strange feeling that all of this meant something but she couldn't figure it out. Celia sighed and rested her head against the cool window.

"Couldn't sleep?" A familiar voice whispered from behind her. She felt herself jump a little, but was relieved when she turned to see George standing behind her grinning. Celia nodded.

"A lot on my mind." She explained.

"You ought to get a pensieve. Dumbledore's got one, great things, any idea what I'm talking about?" Celia shook her head smiling. "Well, I guess I'll just fill in then." He said sitting down. Celia found it amazing that George could be so serious. She wasn't really sure why, but she found herself unloading everything that had happened to her in the past two years, leaving out nothing, everything that had happened last year in high school; her best friend stealing the one boy that she had loved for 4 years, losing both her love and her friend, coming here, her fears about not having any magical ability, the dream, Malfoy's defense of her with the wart cap potion, his reaction to finding out she was muggle born, everything even her dream in the hospital wing. George just sat listening to her talk. At some point she had started crying. When she was finally done, George was hugging her, waiting for her to stop crying. When she could finally calm down, George released her and looked at her.

"Feeling any better?" He said. Celia laughed and nodded, still sniffling a little bit. "You gotta stop keeping all this to yourself; it's not good for you."

"But everyone has their own problems, they don't need mine,-"

"Well, I'm just bloody brilliant, so I could use a few." Celia laughed at him and smiled. She caught his meaning though. Although she wasn't sure she would ever take him up on it, it was a great relief to know that he would listen. Celia headed back up to her room to go to sleep feeling as though she had emptied her head of everything. She fell into a deep sleep that night, as though she was being surrounded by a force field that was replenishing her body back up to normal. She woke up the next morning feeling better than she had in a long time.

A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed! You make my life happy! I will try to get the next chapter up just as soon as I can, thank you so much to you all.