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This chapted is dedicated to my teachers: May you stay oblivious to my writing in class!

Harry got out of bed like a shot. He slipped over to Ron's bed and shook him.

"Ron!" he hissed into Ron's ear

"Wha? Harry?" he mumbled

"Someone's in trouble! C'mon we have to go save-"

"Who Harry? Who's in trouble?" Ron asked, still three quarters asleep.

Harry paused. He had just realized that he had no idea who he was talking about.

Ron sat up yawning "What's up Harry?"

"Nothing," Harry replied "It was just a stupid dream…"

Ron slipped back down amid his blankets. "G'night Harry"

"Goodnight Ron" Harry replied and made his way back to his bed still unsure of his dream and whether it was real or not.

Ron was also confused. Harry had changed, he was sure of it, but he couldn't tell how. He had just caught a glimpse of him in the half light and something was different. And the last thing he had said had been strange. What did 'Oyasumi nasai Ron-san' mean? It sounded like some sort of spell and it had had his name in it. He squinted over towards Harry's bed but could see nothing in the darkness. Ron turned over and fell back into the warm comfort of sleep.