Dreams and Delusions
Harry lie in bed staring up at the ceiling of the boy's dormitory. He was thinking about the past few days of school: the weird, but strangely fun assignments being given in McGonnagal's class of transforming your coloring (eye, skin, etc.), his late Godfather Sirius Black who he knew had to be somewhere waiting for him, the whereabouts and plans of Voldermort, and of course, Ginny.
The year ended so abruptly last year with his Godfather dyinbg and he and Ginny both getting dumped at the same time that it seemed like fate to him. He didn't need Cho anyways, she couldn't even trust him to meet Hermione at Hogs Head. But Ginny trusted him. Oh yes, and not only about minor things like that. Ever since he saved her from the Basilisk in second year she trusted him with her life this had made him like her even more.
She even cares about me more then Ron and Hermione now that they're so deep in their own relationship. Harry thought to himself. Ginny even comforts me about Sirius.
He and Ginny were holding hands and walking down Hogsmead together. They passed Draco yelling, "Hey POTHEAD! Got yourself a girlfriend? And you can't do any better then a Weasley!" but Harry didn't care the slightest bit.
He then passed Ron and Hermione who were snogging on a bench near a not-so-popular book shop. He turned to Ginny and looked into her face. She was so beautiful. Why did he waste four years? He looked ahead still grasping her hand and noticed a big, furry, black dog.
"SIRIUS!"
He ran towards it calling his name with so much hope but he just couldn't manage to reach him. Everyone around him was yelling, "He's gone Harry! He's dead!" Even Ron and Hermione stopped kissing for a moment to yell at him.
"He's gone Harry! He's dead!"
Harry, still holding Ginny's hand, started screaming in pain as tears streamed down his cheeks and he fell to his knees and Ginny knelt beside him. He rested his head against her, still whailing for Sirius but his calls got softer and softer. Ginny kissed him on the cheek and held him and comforted him.
"Ginny!" he cried to her as though she were his last hope. "Sirius is there! Ginny he's here! We must find him Ginny! We have to! It's Sirius!
"Ginny! Sirius! Ginny! Ginny!"
Harry was rolling around in bed rapped in his sheets and Ron was leaning over him.
"Harry! Get up!" Ron said
Harry sat up in bed, surprised by his dream, and stared up at Ron stupidly. His hands were clasped together tightly and his face and back were sweating like mad.
"You okay, mate?" Ron asked looking concerned
"Er... yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
" Well I kind of started to have my doubts when you started yelling my sister's name." Ron told him. "As if you had some sort of dream about her!" Ron said in a sarcastic mystic voice reminding Harry of Trelawney. "HA!" Ron laughted at himself as though that were more unlikely then the chances of he and Hermione splitting up.
"Heh..." Harry muttered in a fake laugh. It seemed to satisfy Ron anyway. "Come along mate let's head down to the commonroom for breakfast."
Harry lie in bed staring up at the ceiling of the boy's dormitory. He was thinking about the past few days of school: the weird, but strangely fun assignments being given in McGonnagal's class of transforming your coloring (eye, skin, etc.), his late Godfather Sirius Black who he knew had to be somewhere waiting for him, the whereabouts and plans of Voldermort, and of course, Ginny.
The year ended so abruptly last year with his Godfather dyinbg and he and Ginny both getting dumped at the same time that it seemed like fate to him. He didn't need Cho anyways, she couldn't even trust him to meet Hermione at Hogs Head. But Ginny trusted him. Oh yes, and not only about minor things like that. Ever since he saved her from the Basilisk in second year she trusted him with her life this had made him like her even more.
She even cares about me more then Ron and Hermione now that they're so deep in their own relationship. Harry thought to himself. Ginny even comforts me about Sirius.
He and Ginny were holding hands and walking down Hogsmead together. They passed Draco yelling, "Hey POTHEAD! Got yourself a girlfriend? And you can't do any better then a Weasley!" but Harry didn't care the slightest bit.
He then passed Ron and Hermione who were snogging on a bench near a not-so-popular book shop. He turned to Ginny and looked into her face. She was so beautiful. Why did he waste four years? He looked ahead still grasping her hand and noticed a big, furry, black dog.
"SIRIUS!"
He ran towards it calling his name with so much hope but he just couldn't manage to reach him. Everyone around him was yelling, "He's gone Harry! He's dead!" Even Ron and Hermione stopped kissing for a moment to yell at him.
"He's gone Harry! He's dead!"
Harry, still holding Ginny's hand, started screaming in pain as tears streamed down his cheeks and he fell to his knees and Ginny knelt beside him. He rested his head against her, still whailing for Sirius but his calls got softer and softer. Ginny kissed him on the cheek and held him and comforted him.
"Ginny!" he cried to her as though she were his last hope. "Sirius is there! Ginny he's here! We must find him Ginny! We have to! It's Sirius!
"Ginny! Sirius! Ginny! Ginny!"
Harry was rolling around in bed rapped in his sheets and Ron was leaning over him.
"Harry! Get up!" Ron said
Harry sat up in bed, surprised by his dream, and stared up at Ron stupidly. His hands were clasped together tightly and his face and back were sweating like mad.
"You okay, mate?" Ron asked looking concerned
"Er... yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
" Well I kind of started to have my doubts when you started yelling my sister's name." Ron told him. "As if you had some sort of dream about her!" Ron said in a sarcastic mystic voice reminding Harry of Trelawney. "HA!" Ron laughted at himself as though that were more unlikely then the chances of he and Hermione splitting up.
"Heh..." Harry muttered in a fake laugh. It seemed to satisfy Ron anyway. "Come along mate let's head down to the commonroom for breakfast."
