A/N: This chapter is mainly about the dreams of characters. It has to do something that happens later in the story so sorry if it is boring. Some of the dreams are just for plain fun. I'll try to make it interesting for you.

Chapter 4:

Sweet Dreams

Gryffindor Girl's Dorms

Footsteps pounded in the distance. There was nowhere to go, nowhere to run to. She was trapped. But still, she kept running. She didn't know where she was going. All that she knew was that she had to get there fast.

The dark corridors, forbidding and yet forthcoming, called to her to come closer. Shadows lurked everywhere. Stone walls leaked with green slime and debris. Rats scurried into cracks and crevices.

She ran until she came to a dead end.

She said out loud, "Oh crud!"

She looked up at the wall looming before her; too high to scale.

The footsteps drew closer as she whirled around to meet her fate.

Fog settled around her; wrapping around her like a blanket. Her sight was disrupted by this mysterious fog.

"Dearly Beloved Sister…Come here... I won't hurt you..." An anomalous voice called through the fog.

"We won't hurt you…if you join us." Another voice called.

The girl gulped for air, but none came. She was swirling in a world of shadowed light. Colors flashed before her.

Suddenly everything went black except a beam of light which focused on two dark figures.

The dark figures came closer and called to her. Both stopped short and one raised a wand. Slimy words oozed out of its mouth. "Avada Kedavra"

A green beam of light shot through the darkness.

The girl blocked it with a counter curse.

One of the shadowy figures laughed a sinful laugh then raised it's wand a shouted a curse.

The girl blocked that one two.

The fight was on.

It was a bloody battle.

Soon it drew to a close with the girl on the floor, dripping sweat and blood. She was failing and she knew it. She couldn't win this fight. She was done for.

She dropped her wand and completely let go of all senses.

The last thing she saw was two pairs of eyes; one pair green and the other scarlet.

Hermione woke up in a cold seat with her breathing ragged.

She had that dream again. Only this time it was different; the girl had been killed by two figures, not just one.

Hermione contemplated on the dream.

She had a strong feeling that she knew who one of the dark figures was. She also thought she knew who the girl was.

But who was the other figures with scarlet eyes?

Hermione rolled over in her bed into a sitting position and surveyed the room.

It was dark and her roommates were fast asleep. Lavender was mumbling something about how the planets were aligned just right and that the time would soon be perfect.

The time was perfect for what?

Hermione checked the clock. It read 12:03. She still had about five more hours before she could officially get up.

She fell back down on the bed. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

When she woke up again, she checked the clock.

12:17.

She groaned and put her pillow on top of her head.

This was going to be a long night.

Gryffindor Boy's Dormitories

Ron twirled his partner around the ballroom.

The ballroom looked strangely like Hogwarts' Great Hall except that it was strung with flowers and other outdoor things.

He was dressed in fine dark blue dress robes. His red hair was combed to one side. He wore a huge grin.

His partner was dressed in light blue dress robes. Her brown hair was pulled into a bun with small ringlets coming off of it. Her smile matched his.

They danced to strange music that reminded him of the one time his dad brought home bagpipes.

They twirled and whirled around the ballroom with no worry of running into anyone.

The only other people in the room were Harry, Rose, Draco and his little sister Ginny.

Harry was dancing with Ginny which Ron thought was really odd. His best mate was dancing his little pesky sister. It was really creepy.

Draco was waltzing with Rose. They didn't make that bad of a match really.

The song dragged on which seemed like it would go on for forever.

Finally the song ended and the couples slid off into privet corners.

Ron led his partner into a nook right below the staircase by the hand.

They sat down on the ground and beamed at each other for a few minuets.

Ron worked up the courage and pecked his date on the cheek.

She looked up at him with big brown eyes. Then she closed them and locked her hands behind his neck. She pulled him down for a long, passionate kiss.

When they broke apart she whispered in his ear, "I love you Ron."

Ron smiled and whispered back, "I love you too, Hermione."

Then he pulled her close for another kiss.

Ron woke up then smiling.

Hermione had kissed him. He blushed at the thought.

Then he thought of something that brought down his spirits. Hermione doesn't like me anymore than a friend should. I bet she's smitten with Harry. She'll never like me.

He sighed sadly and fell back to sleep.

Slytherin Boy's Dormitories

They came closer and closer.

He backed away farther and farther. His tried to breathe, but no breath would come to him. His face and clothes were damp with sweat. He had never been so afraid in his life.

Malfoy's didn't get scared. They didn't even flinch in the face of evil, like he was doing now.

"Draco…" One person called to him.

He gulped and started to run. He tripped in a crack in the stone floor but he caught himself.

He looked around in the hallway which he was running in. It was all stone and all dark. The only light came from the moonlight in cracks in the wall.

"Draco dear…" The other person called softly.

He made the mistake of looking back. They were a little more than fifteen feet from him and gaining.

He gulped once more. He ran harder. His breath came to him like knives.

Once again, he tripped. This time he fell.

The people started laughing at him. Then they shouted curses at him.

He did his best to dodge them by rolling on the ground.

He rolled over and over and over, dodging spells.

Suddenly he fell off something that appeared to be a cliff.

The voices above him laughed harder.

Draco hit his head on his nightstand with a loud Thwack! He moaned and rubbed his head.

A small bump appeared on his head. He reached for his blanket but couldn't find it. Then he realized that he fell out of his bed.

He moaned again and laid down on the floor, to tired and sore to move.

What had he just dreamed about? Why was he running?

He wanted an answer for his questions, but at the same time didn't. He hoped that his dream wasn't some sort of a foresight.

He moaned again and fell asleep on the floor.

Slytherin Girl's Dorms

Rose walked on the stage slowly.

The background was painted with what were supposed to be houses. Lights shone out of the "house's" windows on to the floor.

Rose was dressed in a large coat, boots, and a totally awesome cap. Her black hair was gone and was replaced by shoulder length curly brown hair.

She suddenly broke out in song.

"And now I'm all alone again

Nowhere to turn, no one to go to

Without a home, without a friend

Without a face to say hello to

And now the night is near and I can make believe he's here.

Sometime I walk alone at night when everybody else is sleeping.

I think of him and then I'm happy with the company I'm keeping.
The city goes to bed

And I can live inside my head.

"On my own

Pretending he's beside me.

All alone I walk with him till morning

Without him

I feel his arms around me.

And when I lose my way I close my eyes

And he has found me.

In the rain the pavement shines like silver

All the lights are misty in the river

In the darkness the trees are full of starlight

And all I see is him and me for ever and forever.

And I know it's only in my mind

That I am talking to myself and not him

And although I know that he blind

Still I say there's a way for us.

I love him

But when the night is over

He is gone; the river's just a river

Without him the world around me changes

The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers.

I love him

But everyday I'm learning

All my life I've only been pretending

Without me his world will go on turning

A world that's full of happiness that I have never known

I love him.

I love him.

I love him, but only on my own."

The audience burst into applause and tears.

Rose, trying to stay in the character of Eponine, tried hard not to smile.

The lights dimmed and Rose walked off stage.

The crowd was still cheering.

Backstage her fellow theater geeks congratulated her and got ready for the next scene.

Time passed quickly when you are on stage and soon Les Miserables ended. The crowd gave a standing ovation.

She got one of the loudest applauses. It seems Eponine was everybody's favorite character.

Backstage once again, Draco greeted her with a warm kiss. Her fellow theater fanatics oohed and awed.

After changing, she and Draco walked out hand and hand.

A mob was gathered outside waiting to take her picture and get her autograph.

Yep, it was good to be Eponine.

Rose didn't want to wake up, but it was time to get ready for classes for the day.

"Rise and shine dear sister of mine." Amelia said quietly in her ear.

Did Amelia just rhyme? Rose opened her eyes to find Amelia's identical green eyes staring at her.

"Go away." Rose mumbled as she turned around.

"Now that's not a nice way to treat your only sister."

"You're not my sister and besides, you're not nice."

"I think you woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Tsk tsk." Amelia shook her finger at Rose as she rolled back over. She had the sudden urge to bit her finger off.

"You don't want to be late for breakfast. Your fans will miss you." Rose carked.

"My fans can wait. I want to spend my morning torturing…I mean…visiting my sister." She leaned over and pinched her cheeks like an old granny.

Rose slapped away which caused Amelia to pout and stick out her bottom lip.

"Sissy doesn't like me anymore." She suddenly cracked into a devilish grin. "If that's the way you want to play, fine. I'll just go find my fans."

Rose watched her walk away. She sighed thankfully and got out of bed. She grabbed her robes, and other bathroom necessities, and headed towards the bathroom.

She took a short shower and did a hair drying spell, which was quite useful especially when one was running late, like Rose was now.

She ran to the Great Hall to grab a bit to eat. She hadn't eaten a lot in the last couple of days because she was too afraid to run into Amelia.

Fortunately no one was in the Great Hall except for a few students who slept in late. She recognized one as Ron.

She smiled as she walked over to him. No one would mind if she sat at the Gryffindor table now.

"Good morning Rose. Had a good sleep?" Ron said grumpily.

"I had the best dream but it was rudely interrupted my precious sister." Rose looked straight into Ron's eyes which caused him to blush slightly. "How about you?"

"Same except it wasn't interrupted by my sister."

"What was yours about?" Rose asked eager for conversation.

"You know the usual. I won the World Quidditch Cup." Ron said casually.

Liar.

"How tremendously magnificent." Rose beamed at him.

"What was your dream about?"

Before she could answer, the bells sounded for the start of class. She gave Ron a sorry smile and gathered her things. She waved goodbye as she walked off to class.

Potions Dungeon

Rose dozed off, not paying any attention to what Snape was saying. Who needed Potions anyway?

Once again Rose was on stage singing. This time is was Phantom of the Opera instead of Les Miserables.

She stood in a graveyard scene and was singing Whishing You Were Somehow Here Again.

"You were once my one companion…

You were all that mattered…

You were once a friend and father- then my world was shattered…

Whishing you were somehow here again…

Whishing you were somehow near…

Sometimes it seemed, if I just grieve,

Somehow you would be here…

Whishing I could hear your voice again…

Knowing that I never would…

Dreaming of you won't help me to do all that you dreamed I could…

Passing bells and sculpted angels,

Cold and monumental,

Seem, for you,

The wrong companions-

You were warm and gentle…

Too many years fighting back tears…

Why can't the past just die…?

Whishing you were somehow here again…

Knowing we must say goodbye…"

"Goodbye Miss Williams. If you fall asleep one more time in my class, it shall be goodbye for you." Snape's scratchy voice interrupted her wonderful dream.

Rose woke up fully then.

If I can't be an actress for real, can't I at least in my dreams? Rose sighed and lookeddirectly into Snape's cold eyes. "I am dreadfully sorry I fell asleep Professor Snape. It's just that I was up so late last night doing the homework you assigned up that I didn't get much sleep." Rose smiled triumphantly as Snape flushed with a mix between anger and embarrassment. It was kind of a funny sight.

Snape's face was practically purple as he clentched his fists. Never in all his years of teaching have one of his own House's students sassed back to him. Never. Never ever.

"Ten points from Gryff-, er, Slytherin." The words seemed to hurt him.

All eyes from Slytherin glared at her.

To Rose, all this was really funny. She loved making teachers mad and she didn't really care about anyone from her own House; not even Draco Malfoy.

She had slept most of the class and didn't know what they learned today. Luckily she had made Snape so angry, he forgot to assign homework.

Great Hall

The days passed swiftly and soon it was Friday night; the night before a trip to Hogsmeade.

All the students who could go were abuzz with excitement and non-stop chatter.

Dinner was over and students were hanging out, asking on another to Hogsmeade or gossiping about Amelia.

Harry, finally out of the Hospital Wing, talked about how he couldn't wait to get up on a broom again.

Ron was trying to muster the courage to ask Hermione out.

Hermione was staring at someone behind Rose.

As while Rose, who was staring at the ground, listened patiently to Harry's bragging. She was also waiting for the chance to tell everybody of her fantastic dreams.

Meanwhile, Draco, Crabbe and Goyle were thinking about who to take to Hogsmeade.

Draco never went without a date and was in need of on because he recently dumped Pansy, an annoyingly pesky girl who wouldn't give him breathing room.

"Who should I take?" Draco asked for the hundredth time.

Once again, the two other boys shrugged.

"Do you know what would be really funny?" Draco asked, mainly to himself as he eyed Hermione who was trying not to meet his gaze.

The thick monkeys shrugged again.

"If I invited Hermione Granger to come with me to Hogsmeade."

Draco's thugs snickered.

He smiled and made his way to Hermione.

"So Mione," Draco said, completely ignoring the other people sitting around her. "You wanna got to Hogsmeade with me?"

Hermione practically choked. "You…and me…?"

Draco just smiled.

Rose was quick to relieve Hermione. "Give us girls a minuet, will you boys?"

The guys grumbled and left.

"Is he insane? Why is he asking me?" Hermione's eyes were large with disbelief.

"He is cute even if he is a complete bastard." Rose suggested. "Come on, I dare you to go with him."

Hermione grinned as she agreed.

Rose motioned the boys back to the table.

"We have reached a conclusion." Rose stated.

Hermione blushed.

"Hermione Granger has decided to go with Draco Malfoy to tomorrows Hogsmeade trip." Rose declared in a loud voice that made several heads turn in confusion.

Hermione and Draco? Some people thought.

While others were thinking, has hell frozen over yet?

Draco gaped in amazement. He never thought Hermione would actually accept his invitation. Inside his stomach did a gymnastic routine.

Hermione's blush deepened.

Ron's spirits died away. Damn Draco! He beat me to it.

Harry was completely in the dark. His best girl friend was going out with his worst enemy. Has hell frozen over?

Rose felt a pang of jealousy. She had liked Draco but gotten over him. Did she still have feelings for him?

"So, er, Hermione," Draco stumbled. "I'll meet you later then."

"Yeah." Hermione looked down at the floor.

"Talk to you later. Bye."

"Er, bye bye."

Hermione watched Draco walk away. Then she turned to Rose and burst into a huge smile.

Rose returned her smile with less enthusiasm, but was still on the slightly large side.

Harry and Ron looked from girl to girl and tried to figure out the secret they were sharing silently.

"Er, Hermione, you tired?" Harry asked breaking the awkward hush.

"No. You and Ron go without me. Goodnight."

The boys said their goodnights and left the two teen girls to gossip their hearts out.

"Oh Sweet Merlin! Draco Malfoy asked me, a Mudblood, out! What happened?" Hermione asked in a hushed voice.

"Hell froze over?" Rose suggested.

"Oh stop. You sound as bad as the others. No really, what happened?"

"Draco realized just what a great person you were after all or he was dared to or he was bored or he was desperate or he…"

"You're no help."

"That's why I am here, to confuse the hell out of people."

The two witches smiled again.

Hermione yawned and got up. "I'm getting tired. See you tomorrow."

"Yeah, night."

The two girls walked their separate ways to their own Houses.

Somewhere In Hogwarts

"Is every as planned?" a dark voice asked.

"Yes My Lady. Soon the planets will be aligned, about four minuets I think, and we will be able to bring back Our Lord." Another voice answered.

"Good. Bring me the potion and my caldron. I will begin the spell."

The minuets ticked by and the two shadowed figures were hunched over a hissing caldron.

"My Lady, it is time."

"Leave my side my faithful servant. Leave me be to call upon Our Dark Lord."

He bowed to his Lady and left her side to a far corner that was more or less hidden from her ever watchful cat eyes.

His Mistress lifted her hands and began to chant.

Soon a heavy mist filled the room and crackly electrical static charged the air.

A loud boom filled the room followed by silence.

The Lady started to fall but her servant caught her and laid her carefully one the ground.

"Did it work?" She asked in a weak voice.

"I don't know, did it?" a third voice entered the room from nowhere.

The Lady smiled wickedly. "My Lord has returned to bring terror on all of Wizard Kind."

All three of them laughed maliciously and disappeared into the night.

A/N: More spookiness! What will happen to Hermione and Draco on their date to Hogsmeade? Who are these mysterious dark figures? What do they want? Why does Rose want to be in a musical so badly? What evil tidings is Amelia up to now? I don't know. I haven't started to write the fifth chapter yet. Lol!

Next chapter is going to be mainly about Hermione and Draco, but Rose will appear in there somewhere. Till next time! Please review!