Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story belong to me. But are you really that stupid to think they actually were?

A/N: This will be finished if i get good enough reviews! ;D

Harry's Dream Chapter 1

Harry was walking along the main street in Hogsmeade. He noticed that the street wasn't very crowded and those students that he could see were unrecanisable to Harry. Then Harry spotted a familiar face. It was Hermiones. He ran forwards trying desperatley to catch Hermione up, but no matter how fast Harry ran he just couldn't catch Hermione up. Now braking in to a sprint, Harry cried out "Hermione!" She didn't reply or even turn around. Harry began to slow down, he had a stitch in his side and he glasses were hanging off the one side of his face. Harry now realised that Hermione had now began to walk again and he had only just seen that his surrounding had changed from Hogsmeade to the mountains that surrounded it. Harry was confused. He had been here before when his Godfather Sirius had been alive and in hiding from the Ministry of Magic and the Dementors. Hermione had started to climb over the small fence and on to the rocks. Cautionously Harry followed her, still jogging and having to watching his step as he KNEW Hermione wouldn't wait for him. It dawned on him that like many of his other visions Hermione didn't know that he was there. Hermione had now reached the cave where Sirius had spent so long. Again he followed her, trusting himself not to fall or trip on his long robes.

Hermione finally came to a stop when she was deep within the cave. She pulled out her wand and called out "lumos". Instantly the cave lit up with a small bright glow.
"Are you here?" Hermione called out.
"yes" someone grunted from someone the darkness.
"Are you okay now? Would you like me to tell, Professor Dumbledore that your here"
"No, I much rather that it just stayed between me and you. Did you get what i asked you to bring?" Harry moved a little in the darkness, the voice was starting to give him the creeps. who is it he thought, who could it possibly be? Harry opened his ears alittle more. He wanted to know what was going on, why was Hermione out here at this time in the afternoon.
"come closer" the voice whispered, "i want to see your face"
Hermione moved forwards taking the light with her. Harry could now see who Hermione was talking to or more presisally what Hermione was talking to. It was a baby. But not just any baby, oh no, this was a baby with bright beadly little amber eyes. A baby with slits for a nose and a larger slit for a mouth. It wasn't just any baby though. No, this baby was special. This baby was Voldermort! Harry woke with a suden start and a stinging pain in his lightnening bolt scar.
What the hell, he thought, how can that be true. God whats happening? This can't be true, it just can't! It couldn't be though could it?

Harry got up and quickly pulled on his robes. He was jogging now down the spiral staircase.
"Ron?" He called out hoping that Ron hadn't already gone down to the Great Hall. "Damn", Harry said angrily and out of breath. Sprinting now, Harry ran down to the Great Hall. He swong the door open and ran over to the Gyriffindor House Table.
"Ron" Harry gasped "I need to talk to you- alone" he added trying not to look at Hermione. "Okay, i'll come. Where are we going to talk? The Library? Or the common room?" Ron looked puzzled at Harry.
"Library" Harry replied and with that he and Ron left the Great Hall, not bothering to look back incase they were being followed.
They didn'y speak to each other until they reached the library.