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Chapter 3: Conversation with Dumbledore

Hermione ran down the seemingly endless corridors. As she ran round the corner to the entrance to Dumbledore's office, she slowed down. Her face fell as she realised that she didn't know the password. Something stirred in her memory.

"Dumbledore's password is absolutely always a form of sweet. Just reel off every sweet you can think of." Sirius had told her.

"O.K. here it goes... Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Botts Every Flavoured Beans, Sugar Quills, Cockroach Cluster, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, Cauldron Cakes, Liquorice Wands…" Hermione started. The gargoyles sprang into life, revealing the entrance. Hermione ran up the stairs and knocked on the door to the headmaster's study.

"Come in," came the reply. Hermione carefully pushed the door open and walked slowly inside. "Ah, Miss Granger. How can I help you? Shouldn't you be in bed?" He asked looking at her pyjamas.

"Well, sir, I was. I had some, well, strange dreams." Hermione replied.

"Strange? How so?" Dumbledore asked, sitting up in his chair.

"When it started I was about eleven or twelve years old and I was standing on platform 9 ¾ and when I was supposed to see Lily in reality, I didn't. Does that make sense? No, I suppose not. Anyway, next I was in a class but I wasn't sitting next to Lily but a boy who looked a lot like a younger James. Harry, I think he was called. Wait a second. I've seen him before. In the corridor on the way to the Great Hall this morning. And another boy, Ron I think he's called. Probably a coincidence. Anyway, then I saw a mountain troll attacking me and then in a strange room, I saw myself holding a piece of parchment walking along a row of seven bottles.

"Next, I was sitting in a classroom in front of a teacher I've never seen before. Then there was a huge snake and then I ran into the Great Hall with everyone in pyjamas. Then in my next year I saw myself muttering over a lunar chart." Dumbledore sat, if possible, up even further at this. Hermione, however, took no notice. "Then I saw Sirius and Remus. But, they looked older, early thirties older. Then I was flying on nothing and then hit by a curse. After that, Sirius was hit by a jet of red light and he fell through a piece of material. And then I woke up." Hermione looked to the floor.

"Miss Granger, are you sure you don't remember anything else?" Dumbledore asked suspiciously.

"O.K. there was one more thing. Before I woke up I was outside, in a graveyard. And I saw three gravestones. But I can't remember the names," Hermione said truthfully.

"Miss Granger, I believe that you are seeing future events. Do not tell anyone what you saw." Dumbledore told her.

"But, how are they future events if they contain me?" Hermione asked, confused.

"I do not know the answer to that, but I will research it. In the mean time, you should get back to bed. And if you encounter any professors on the way back to Gryffindor tower, tell them that you were talking to me and I will assure them that this was so. Sweet dreams, Miss Granger. Or not, as the case may be." Dumbledore joked.

"Good night, Professor." Hermione turned to leave. As she left to go back to bed, she pondered what Dumbledore had said. When she got back, after an encounter free walk, Lily was sitting on her bed, looking worried.

"There you are. What were you doing up?" She asked, looking relieved.

"I just went to get a headache cure from the Hospital Wing." Hermione lied, hoping to God that Lily believed her.

"O.K." Lily started sceptically. "But if anything is wrong..."

"I know I can talk to you," Hermione finished for Lily. "Yes, Lily, I know. You've only told me twenty times this school year alone. And we're only in November."


"Guys, Hermione was out of bed last night." Lily told Sirius and James.

"So...?" James started.

"So, when she came back, she claimed to have gone to the Hospital Wing for a headache cure. Something's up. She never gets headaches."

"I suppose you're right," Sirius said slowly. His girlfriend never got headaches no matter how much stress she's under. "Maybe I should . . ."

"No!" Lily had raised her voice. "If you do she'll think something's . . ."

"Hermione!" Sirius shouted, happy to have stopped Lily in time. "Sleep well?"

"Not really. I had this weird dream, which resulted in a headache so I went to the Hospital Wing." Hermione replied nervously. What if they think something's wrong? "Shall we go to breakfast? I'm starved," Hermione changed the subject quickly.

"What? We not gonna wait for Remus and Peter?" Sirius asked.

"Are they not here yet? Oh, I didn't notice. O.K. then we'll wait." Hermione answered. She was definitely off and this was noticed by Sirius, James and Lily. They only had to wait two minutes in the awkward silence that followed Hermione's statement.

As they all walked to breakfast, Lily kept Hermione occupied while Sirius and James explained to Remus and Peter that something was wrong with Hermione. After hearing the story, Peter was indecisive over whether there was something wrong with Hermione and Remus was certain that there was.


A/N enjoying? R and R! Thanks to hp-paddy for being my first reviewer ever! Thanks for calling the story great and I'm definitely gonna continue I've got another 6 chapters planned and am contemplating the plot after those.

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