ABBIE: Hi, I know that I forgot to do this on my first chappie so I will do it here. Eevee would normally do the disclaimer but she says that she is on a strike until further notice, so Meg will do it instead! Take it awayMeg...

MEG: Abbie and Eevee do not own Harry Potter, coz if they did then Abbie would be called Mrs Potter and Eevee would be murdering Draco Malfoy (long story)

EEVEE: Hey, she took my job...MEG!

ABBIE: UH OH

MEG: Abbie you told me she was on strike! (MEG AND EEVEE COMENCE FIGHTING NOISILY IN BACKGROUND)

ABBIE: Honestly, please reveiw, because I have decided that unless I get 5 reveiws or more, I will not update. If I do get 5 reveiws then I will update weekly or if me or Eevee have time we will update before then but never after, got that good, now on with chappie 1!

THE DREAM

It was dark, so dark, he couldn't see anything. Harry was floating in limbo, he felt totally useless, he couldn't even move his head. His dull green eyes darted around, searching for something to watch, or someone to save him. But as usual no one came.

Something was different this time though, he could feel it. As soon as that thought crossed Harry's mind, something or someone started to creep in from beyond the darkness. Harry's breath caught in his throat. No it couldn't be, he fell Harry thought, eyes wide in fear. It had to be some kind of illusion, but then again, maybe he was coming to save him!

Staring into the eyes of his late god-father, Harry realised something was wrong. No, something was very wrong. Sirius suddenly reached out and grabbed his god-son's throat. "What are you doing Sirius, let me go, please" Harry choked out. He couldn't breath and his vision was clouding.

"Because you deserve it" He sneered and let go of Harry's throat. Suddenly Harry was falling, he squeezed his eyes shut waiting for the impact of the ground but it didn't come. He realised quite quickly that he wasn't falling anymore either, he was lying on something hard and cold. Suddenly the sound of screaming registered in his brain, who was screaming he thought, I have to help them. As soon as he thought that, the screaming stopped. Embarrassed he realised that it was him who had been screaming, I wonder what the world would think of the bloody boy who lived if they knew that he would start screaming from a stupid nightmare, I'm so weak, no wonder everyone hates me!
Picking himself up from the floor, Harry winced as he felt a pain shoot up his arm. Lifting up his pyjama shirt sleeve, Harry stared at the fresh cut on his arm, disgusted he tugged the sleeve down but immediately regretted it when the sleeve made contact with the raw cut. I couldn't even last one night without doing it, I'm so stupid, he thought to himself, if anyone found out about this they wouldn't understand, I don't even understand!

Suddenly Harry realised that someone should have heard his screaming, if they had heard it they should have come to find out what happened. Carefully he pulled back the hangings on his bed and looked around the dormitory. All the beds except Ron's were made and their occupants no where in sight. Throwing caution to the winds he threw his hangings open and walked over to the draws next to his bed. Looking at the watch on tope of the chest of drawers he realised with a jolt that he had overslept, and had missed his first four classes of the day. I guess I could just stay here until the days over, everyone probably thinks that I'm sick anyway.

Quickly getting changed into slightly more presentable clothing he walked down the spiral stair case towards the common room. Yawning he stepped into the large room expecting to find it empty, but instead getting the shock of his life!

Sitting in the far corner of the room in a very puffy arm chair sat a little girl with flaming red hair. In the light of the fire her usually tanned skin seemed to glow an eerie white. Her lips were a dull bluish colour and her eyes were closed.

Forgetting that he was sore all over and was supposedly 'sick', Harry sprinted across the Common room until he was leaning over the seemingly unconscious girl. Placing two fingers against her wrist he desperately searched for a pulse. Harry had almost given up when he felt a faint blip on her skin. But his momentary joy at finding a pulse was swept away by fear, it was slow and faint, he needed to get her help right away.
"Ginny" he whispered, taking a last look at her unconscious form before he dashed out the door, intent on getting to the hospital wing faster than anyone alive could.#

ABBIE: er, what are you doing here anyway Meg, dont you live in England

MEG: Well yeah, but I came up to give you moral support and to beat up your Yami, but apparantly she is better than me at kung-fu!

ABBIE: Oh well, have some chocolate!

MEG: Thanks Abbie!

ABBIE: Thats ok, hikabikaboo

MEG: BOOYA!

EEVEE: SHUT THE HELL UP!