A/N: Just a quick note. I wont be updating for a couple of days as im reeeealy busy (sorry!). As for notes: I was hoping that no1 would notice the cho/cedric thing...I didnt realise what id done untill after id posted it! Sorry! And as for Dean, i know what jk rowlings site says (i do my research!) i just figured that he'd still like football too... If you don't understand these notes, then theyre not for you, so don't worry! Keep reviewing! Angel

Chapter 21-

Harry grinned as he climbed the stairs to Divination.

'That was brilliant.' Seamus said, as he patted Harry on the back.

'Genius.' Dean said, shaking his head. 'How could she say no?'

'You know you've started something now.' Seamus smiled. 'Everyone's suddenly started rushing around to get dates. I'm glad we got out dates early, else there wouldn't be any good girls left.'

The boys climbed through the trap door, and emerged in the Divination room. It seemed darker to Harry than usual, and the perfume was musty and filled the room like a fog.

The Marauder's took their usual seats, as the rest of the class sauntered in.

'You know what Prongs, I'm glad you asked Ginny.' Ron said, putting his feet up on the table.

'Me too.' Harry smiled. 'I don't know what the other Harry was doing wrong. That seemed almost too easy.'

Professor Trelawney glided into the room, and the class became quiet. She took a seat behind her clattered desk, and stared at the class through her insect like spectacles.

'Good day.' She said in her dreamy voice. 'Today we will be revising the art of dream reading. Now open your books to page 105, and read until the end of the chapter. After that you can make a list of your last five dreams, and read their meanings on page 145. But I must ask anyone who has dreamt of the alignment of the moon and sun, not to look it up. There are some futures which are best left untold.'

Harry chuckled as Lavender and Parvati started frantically flicking pages in their books. No one else seemed to have taken any notice of Trelawney's warning, and were slowly opening their books to the correct page, and lulling their eyes over the text.

Harry decided to follow suit, and began to read. Well, he tried to read, but the words seemed to be jumbling themselves up. He flicked over to the next page, but it was as if the words were jumping up and down, and swapping places with each other. Harry squinted at the page, but the words wouldn't stop moving, and he gradually lost focus.

He was spinning in a dimly lit room. He didn't know where, as the world kept moving around him, and he couldn't keep focused. Gradually his whereabouts came into view. He was in the Great Hall, and not alone. There were hundreds of couples dancing around him, spinning and twirling. Something hit Harry-he was holding someone's hand.

'Are you alright Harry?' Ginny asked. Her voice sounded far away, as if she was under water. Harry realized where he was-the Christmas ball.

He had one hand in hand with Ginny's, and his other hand he was sure was on Ginny's waist, but he didn't look. He didn't break eye contact with her.

'Why don't you sit down.' Ginny suggested, looking concerned. She led him to one side of the hall, and sat him on a chair. 'You don't look too well Harry.'

Harry looked at the figures swimming around him, but none came to his rescue.

'I'm going to go to Madame Pomfrey.' Ginny said, taking Harry's hand. Harry noticed how small and cold her hands were, but said nothing. He seemed to have forgotten how to speak. 'I'll be right back with something to help. Just sit there. I'll be right back.'

Harry absent mindedly watched Ginny exit the Great Hall, before his stomach began to swirl. Everything inside of Harry began to churn, and he felt as if his body was trying to turn inside out. His head lolled to one side, as if it was too heavy for his body to carry. His heart beat abnormally fast. His eyes began to flicker.

A piercing scream made Harry's ears burn. The room turned black. The silence rung in Harry's ears. He had to do something, but his body was paralyzed. The large doors swung open, and light slithered into the room. Harry closed his eyes as he was blinded once more, and uncontiousness closed the scene.

'Harry, wake up mate!'

Harry opened his eyes to see the class crowding round him.

'You alright?' Ron asked, with a large grin spread across his face. 'You fell asleep and rolled off your chair.

Harry suddenly realized that he was laying on the floor, and a few girls giggled.

'Oooops.' Harry grinned, but his heart wasn't in it. 'No more fire whisky before class for me.'

Everyone seemed satisfied with Harry's answer, and returned chatting to their desks.

'What were you dreaming about?' Ron asked, pulling Harry up from the ground. 'You just mumbled something and threw yourself on the floor.'

'You wouldn't believe me if I told you.' Harry said, rubbing his head.

'Try me.' Ron replied. 'Trelawney's gone off to make some more herbal tea, so we've got a while.'

Harry explained exactly what happened to Ron, who reacted in all the right places.

'It was just like that other vision,' Harry explained, 'where me and Ginny were dancing at the ball. Except this time, I was actually there.'

'And the scream?' Ron asked, wearily. 'Are you sure it was Ginny?'

'Yes.' Harry replied, lightly. 'I couldn't see her, but I just know it was.'

'Mr Potter.' Said the mystic tones of Professor Trelawney.

'Oh no. She's back.' Ron murmured.

'I hear that you had a vision while I was away.' Trelawney said, dramatically. 'Of course, I knew you would, which is why I left. Sometimes the seeing eye can, err, collide with such visions, causing them to be fragmented.'

'I think her brains been fragmented.' Harry heard Dean whisper from the table in front.

'Now Mr Potter, would you care to tell the class what you saw in your dream?' Trelawney charmed.

'Err, no actually.' Harry replied confidently, and Lavender and Parvati gasped.

'But you must tell us.' Trelawney insisted. 'You have been sent this vision now, because it is meant to be shared.'

'It was just a dream.' Harry said honestly, as a bead of sweat ran down his face.

'Probably about Ginny.' Seamus chuckled, and gave Harry a wink.

'As a matter of fact, it was.' Harry replied, with an idea. Ron gave him an urgent look, and Harry kicked him from under the table.

'Well do tell us.' Trelawney grinned, looking sure that she had won.

'Ok, if you really want to hear it.' Harry told the class, then said to Ron. 'I'd cover your ears if I were you.'

'Ohh.' Dean grinned, before Harry began.

'So it started like this.' Harry smiled. 'I was walking in the woods, deep in the woods, and I came across this clearing. It was a field covered with wild flowers, and in the middle of it was this large waterfall. Now swimming in the middle of this beautiful waterfall, was a pretty redhead.'

'What was she wearing?' Seamus asked, grinning.

'She was wearing a white string bikini top, tight denim shorts, and a while lily in her hair.' Harry said, and some of the boys in the class grinned. 'Now she swam over to me, and climbed out of the water. She flicked her hair, and smiled at me. Then I asked her, 'how do you get into those shorts?' She stepped closer to me, and ran her hands up my bare chest, and it was the that I realized that I wasn't wearing any clothes.'

The whole class laughed, but Harry carried on anyway.

'So I was a bit shocked to say the least.' Harry said, raising an eyebrow in an amusing manor. 'But anyway, I said to her 'how do you get into those shorts?' Then she replied, 'you can come for a swim for a start.''

Everyone laughed again, and the bell rang.

'That was when you woke me up.' Harry grinned, as he picked up his bag.

'Well that was quite a vision.' Trelawney said, looking taken aback. 'I suggest that you go to the hospital wing. I believe that that fall may have done damage to your brain. Go!'

'See you later.' Harry said to the other Marauders, and headed in the direction of the hospital wing.