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Chapter 2: The Dreams

"HERMOINE!" the cry ripped through the common room and up the stairs to the girls' dormitory.

"HERMOINE! OH MY GOD PLEASE DON'T BE DEAD! HERMOINE!" screamed Harry as he once again relived the Department of Mysteries.

Hermoine, always a light sleeper and even lighter in the past year bolted upright in her dormitory bed with the other sixth year girls. Her face paled as she heard Harry once again call out, "HERMOINE! NEVILLE GO HELP RON! OH MY GOD PLEASE DON'T BE DEAD!"

Hermoine didn't even bother throwing on her dressing gown as she tore downstairs as the other girls started to wake up, just now hearing Harry's frantic cries. Reaching the common room she ran to Harry's side and stared down at him as he tossed and turned appearing to grab something and shake it.

Hermoine seized Harry by the shoulders and began to shake him roughly.

"HARRY, HARRY, HARRY WAKE UP!" she said rather desperately as she noticed that people were starting to come down the stairs. Ron came flying down and saw Hermoine standing over Harry trying with all of her might to wake him up. He ran over to them and promptly slapped Harry hard (causing the crowd to wince) across the face.

Harry sat up so suddenly that he and Hermione bumped heads.

"Ouch! Wha… What the heck?" he said as he wiped cold sweat mingled with tears off his face. He stared up into the anxious faces of Ron and Hermione that were bending over him. He saw the looks in their eyes and moaned, "Damn! Not again!" But behind all this bravado they could tell that he was frightened and embarrassed that they had heard him cry out.

Hermione turned to the people who had crowded around the common room, "Go back to bed! There isn't anything to see here!" No one moved. "GO BACK TO BED BEFORE I JINX YOU ALL INTO NEXT YEAR!" The crowd vanished as if they had all disappeared.

Ron turned to Harry who had his face in his hands, "Harry, I think that it is time for you to go to Professor Dumbledore."

Suddenly Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix appeared with a burst of Phoenix song. But as soon as he saw Harry he disappeared again.

Harry nodded and stood up but almost immediately fell over. Hermione stooped quickly and caught him under his arms. "Ron, quick! Damn Harry you are heavy!" Ron grabbed his feet and they had started to carry him (they had completely forgot about using magic) toward the portrait hole when the hole opened and Dumbledore himself came in followed closely by Professor McGonagall, Remus Lupin, and Professor Snape.