Reading Between The Lines
Disclaimer: I own Harry Potter and all of the characters affliated with it... In my dreams! (I really wish I did though!)
Chapter 2: Strange Dreams
Harry sat on his bed staring blankly at the wall, but not really seeing it. He had been this way since Sirius died. He was a mess, he had lost weight and he couldn't sleep, not with the images of Sirius falling into the veil replaying night after night.
He had received many letters from his friends, Ron and Hermione but had been too sullen to open them. Besides, he already knew what they would say, that they were worried about him about him and that it wasn't his fault. He refused to look at them and instead threw them into a drawer as soon as he got them. Every so often Harry, watching from his window, would see a member of the Order of the Phoenix standing guard around the house. Keeping watch over him, making sure I don't kill myself or something, he thought sullenly.
Even the Dursleys had been concerned about his behavior. After a couple of days they had noticed that he was different. At first they had assumed that he was acting that because first and foremost he was one of their lot. They soon changed their ideas when they noticed that he refused to eat and seemed to take no interest in anything, including "his own kind".
"Boy," Uncle Vernon called from downstairs, "Come down, your aunt and I need to talk to you."
Harry snapped out of his trance and walked slowly to the door. They probably have some guests coming over and don't want me to bother them. He thought irritably.
As he walked over to the door his thoughts suddenly flashed to the odd dream he had that night. It was different than any vision he had ever had. For one his scar didn't hurt, and but he felt different afterward, he still felt hurt, angry, and depressed, but it was different because he also felt relieved, as if a burden had been removed. He thought back to his dream...
A young girl with deep auburn hair lay still in the corner of the room. A man with dark brown hair and a woman with blond hair, both about the age of 40, lay stunned in the middle of the dinning room. A death eater stood in the middle of the room, his gray eyes sparkling with delight. Another girl with bright red hair stood across from him with a terrified expression on her face.
"My master sent me to get rid of you..." the death eater smiled eerily, "Three down, one more to go." The man raised his wand slowly as if enjoying the moment.
"No!" the young girl screamed as she struggled to rise from the corner, "Leave her alone, take me, she's not--"
The man twirled around, disgust written all over his face. "Shut up!" he screamed. "Crucio!" he yelled wildly.
The girl screamed and collapsed again. The man laughed loudly. He turned back to the girl and grinned,"Your friend isn't gonna get you out of this one," he said viciously, "in fact... I have a special purpose for her..."
"Your never gonna get away with this," the girl said as tears fell from her eyes, nevertheless she stared at the man with a fierce hatred.
"Well... dear Kayllin...by that time you'll be dead and so will your darling brother," he smirked.
His strange dream had ended there. It had confused him but he was afraid to say anything, he feared this was another one of Voldemort's deceitful tricks. And even if it wasn't he refused to take stock in any of his dreams.
"Boy!" Uncle Vernon cried loudly from downstairs.
"I'm coming!" Harry yelled back, "Give me a minute."
He looked in the mirror and winced at the face staring back at him. His black hair was still dark and very messy, but his green eyes had dulled dramatically. He looked malnourished, like one of those children on the posters asking for donations for food, he thought and smiled sadly.
He walked slowly down the stairs to see his uncle and aunt sitting quietly at the table.
"Sit." The man said gruffly.
Harry sat down slowly, meanwhile noticing their expressions. They looked worried, he thought.
"We want to know about what has gotten into you lately," Aunt Petunia asked softly as a terrified expression overtook her usually sour face, "We know something happened at this school of yours..." she faltered, "Does this have anything to do with V-V-Voldemort?"
Harry winced, not out of fear at the mention of the dark wizard's name, but at the painful memories associated with him. "Yes," he said slowly, but at the sight of his relatives' faces he quickly added, "...but he won't bother you or me here." He quickly stood and turned to leave the room.
"Harry...," Aunt Petunia said quietly.
Harry whirled around surprised, she had never called him by his name, especially with the amount of tenderness she held in her voice.
"I want to know what's wrong... I know its something awful and maybe it will help if we talked... We heard about your godfather and... we're sorry..."
Uncle Vernon sat there with a pained expression on his face, as if he can't believe he had to sit there and listen to 'that boy's weird problems'.
There's nothing wrong, he thought bitterly It's just that my godfather, died and its my fault... It's also my fault that my parents are dead, as well as Cedric. Oh yeah... I'm also destined to kill one of the most evil wizards in history or be killed... Nothing more than the famous Harry Potter can handle.
"Nothing..." he responded as he looked distantly at the wall behind them, "...nothing that I can't deal with."
"Fine then," Uncle Vernon said viciously, "you are an ungrateful pest, we try to reach out to you but this is how you repay us. Go back into your room and mope..." He stopped when Aunt Petunia put a hand on his arm.
"That's not necessary," she whispered.
Harry looked at the two, confused, he turned and walked quickly to his room. He wanted to forget everything that happened; he wanted to forget that he was the boy-who-lived, the boy-who-destroyed-You-Know-Who; he wanted to forget he existed, even if it was just for a moment.
Kayllin woke up that morning feeling absolutely awful. Her parents had tried to raise her spirits the night before, but it had failed miserably. Despite what she did, she could not forget that Ryan was moving away the next day. She groaned as she stepped out of her bed, feeling unusually chilly for the middle of June.
All of a sudden the strange dream she had had came back to her. This wasn't the first, she had had quite a few. Since she was little she had had very odd dreams; they didn't come quite often, but when the did they often repeated themselves for months sometimes. She had never remembered what they were of but she always felt discouraged and scared afterward, however; this one was different. This time the dream was more distinct than any before...
A man with dark shaggy hair laughed, when just then a woman yelled out a curse... The man's face was blank with surprise, as jet of red light erupted from the end of her wand. The man stumbled back into an arch with dark black billowing curtains.
"NOOOOO!" a young boy screams. He quickly hurries to the arch trying to grab the man who had been knocked inside, but another man with pain written all over his face holds him back. He tells the shocked boy that the man is gone.
She snapped out of it when she heard a knock on her window, and turned surprised to see Ryan's owl, Grepland, at the window.
"Hey Greppie!" She smiled slightly as she took the message and handed the owl a treat, "You should be with Ryan... isn't he packing and getting ready to go?" As she opened he letter, the owl took off.
Kayllin,
I'm sorry that I placed everything on you last minute. I know that it wasn't fair to you, but there was no other time I could tell you. To make it up to you I've decided to send you a surprise! I'll miss you!
Most Affectionately,
Ryan Blakefield XOXO
She smiled. I wonder what he's planning, knowing him I should be afraid. She laughed feeling for some reason relieved.
Just then another owl arrived. Wow aren't I the popular one today? Kayllin thought sarcastically. This time the letter was from Anna, Kayllin's best friend since first year.
Dear Kayllin,
I'm coming over 2 see u... I kno I'm bummed 'cuz Ryan's leaving... so I can't imagine how u feel... We'll feel better if we're hangin' out so... I've decided 2 pay a visit , if that's okay... (and I kno it will b... rite?) I'll C U at 12:00!
C ya soon,
Anna
Kay smiled as she thought about Anna. With her around there was never a dull moment... Wow... she thought, this day is gonna be interesting...
A/N I really would like to thank those of you who reviewed, on both and Thanx! I owe a lot to you guys! I would especially like to thank Cassiopeia Black, Orangteetee (This is my first fanfic and your comment kept me smiling for days!), and LaLuneNoire (Thank You to you too! I like darker stories too! Don't worry about her and her boyfriend though, she'll meet up with him soon enough, but the circumstances will be very different...!) PLEEZE R&R!
