Harry didn't sleep well that night. In a few hours, he was about to go into Hermione's mind to kill. How many people can sleep with that on their mind? He woke up quite a few times. Hermione was supposedly working on the sleeping potion so Harry knew that she wasn't asleep when he wasn't. They skipped breakfast, deciding that it was best if people didn't see them. Then there would be no awkward questions like, "what are you doing today?" or "So you want to hang out?" They met in the common room around 12:00. They walked up to each other and sighed.

"So you ready?" Hermione asked.

"I guess I have to be don't I?" Harry said.

"I've got the cloak and catcher. All we need now is our wands, the room, the potion and a whole lotta luck." Harry continued.

"Right here." Hermione said, holding up the potion and their wands. She gave his to Harry.

He covered themselves with the cloak and they walked out of the door. The whole way to the Room of Requirement it was silent. None of them had anything to say. They didn't know what this thing was or how powerful it was. All they knew was that they had to come to it, to live or die. They didn't know which it would be.

Harry looked over at Hermione. She was staring intensely in front of her as she walked. Preparing for what might come down the road.

They soon came to a door which usually wasn't there.

"Well, we're here." Harry said. He gave the doorknob a twist and the door creaked open. They walked in and shut the door behind them. Allowing it to disappear.

It was dark inside, and then the lights came on. The room was completely empty except for two white beds right next to each other. Set in the middle of the room.

They took the cloak off and Harry set it on the floor.

"We are actually going to do this, aren't we?" Harry looked at Hermione. Her eyes glassy and watery.

"Yes. We have to. We can't leave…what ever it is in you…in you." Harry answered.

They walked over to the beds and sat down. She gave Harry one of the helmets. With a wave of her wand, the sleeping potion appeared right in front of them, floating in two little glasses. Harry took one from the air. Hermione followed his action.

He looked into the bubbling mess of color.

They hit glasses.

"See you in there." Hermione said laying down. With one gulp she drank the rank mixture.

Almost instantly falling asleep she soon found herself in a field. Mountains and green grass. The smell of fresh air filled her lungs. The sky was blue and there were vibrant, multi-colored flowers covering the meadow Everything looked normal until Hermione spotted a creature. But she has not seen this…thing, before. It was like, half cat half…frog. Then it just hopped, sprouted wings and flew away.

So this is what went on in Hermione's mind.

Suddenly, Harry fell down right next to her. She helped him up and brushed him off.

"Wow, so this is your mind. Neat." Harry said looking around.

"What is that?" Harry pointed to a creature so weird looking you can't describe it.

"I don't know" She answered.

"What is that? He asked again. Hermione stalled a minute.

"That is…a floating banana." Harry looked at her.

"Hey! This is a dream. Anything can happen Harry. And remember, anything that happens to you in here, happens to you out there. Be careful.

Swiftly, a blizzard kicked up. And then it all started. The sky got dark and the snow fell heavily. The wind increased. The plants died and everything quickly became white. Then came the same dark voice Harry had already heard, and didn't enjoy.