Sweet Dreams

By Sapphire200182

Sequel to "Two Less Lonely People", but not bad for standalone. Based on Air Supply song of the same name.

After much deliberation between myself, myself, myself, Ced14 and myself, I have decided to expand this collection of one-shot songfics into a coherent and fully-connected story. Watch out for the collection! Air Supply fans out there, hit me!

Disclaimer: Ah, hell, I own no nothing. Watch out for my other one-shots, "The one that you love" and my big debut songfic, "Making love out of nothing at all" by Sapphire200182! Read and review!

Act 1 Somewhere in Albania

This is the time when you need a friend
You just need someone near
I'm not looking forward to the night I will spend
Thinking of you when you're not here

Harry cursed silently as he struggled to set up the tent. He was traveling alone incognito as a Muggle now, very close to getting Voldemort's last Horcrux – the reading-glasses of Ravenclaw. Harry knew that the least bit of magic he performed would attract Death Eaters and Dark troops for five miles around.

He'd had to leave Ginny behind with Bill Weasley in Cairo at the end, both still finding ways to destroy the Horcruxes. Regulus Alphard Black had destroyed the Slytherin Horcrux, and Ginny – somehow – had managed to smash the cup of Hufflepuff. He still didn't know how she could do it, but the point was that it could be done and this cheered Harry up a smidgeon…

It just hurt him in his heart when he thought of Ginny. He'd derived so much comfort in her company, and they'd spent the past few months living together, really getting to know each other intimately.

How many times will I think about the things
I'd like to do
Always denied the right to live my life the way I want
I want to share it with you

Once again, he wished Ginny was here as he heated up his supper of instant noodles. Even if it was just mineral water and instant noodles, with Ginny the food was appetising, the drink was sparkling and the conversation was nothing short of scintillating.

Close your eyes I want to ride the skies
In my sweet dreams
Close your eyes I want to see you tonight
In my sweet dreams

That night, as he tucked himself into the sleeping in the Muggle tent, he relived (for the hundredth time) that night by the Great Lake, when they'd truly discovered each other.

I'll think of your kiss as the days roll by
And I'll write the words you love
And what I can't say in a letter
Will just have to wait till I get home

When he wasn't tracking down the Horcruxes, he would stop and send letters by Muggle post. It was much safer that way. The Death Eaters didn't watch Muggle post – there were just too many innocent ones to keep track of all of them.

"Dear Ginny," he read aloud as he wrote. "…it's really boring without you. I wish this damn war would be over soon. How's things in Egypt? Has the war reached there yet?" The French and Spanish wizarding communities had recently announced the official commencement of war in their hamlets, with open duels fought between Lord Voldemort's followers and the local Aurors.

So far, things were not going well for the followers of the Light.

Ooh there's not much time to tell you half the things I should
Only that I'm so glad I fell in love with you
And I'd do it again if I could

"…oh, baby, I'm sure you would understand me. I'm missing you so much. It's lonely out here. Very lonely."

Close your eyes I want to ride the skies
In my sweet dreams
Close your eyes I want to see you tonight
In my sweet dreams

When he slept, he used to think of Ginny before falling off to sleep, of her body curled up next to him like they used to. It was the only way he could sleep.

Close your eyes I want to ride the skies
In my sweet dreams
Close your eyes I want to see you tonight
In my sweet dreams

And every night, he dreamed of Ginny alone. And that romantic night-time first date, staring out over the Great Lake. And it was then that he made his decision. The most final decision of his life.

Sleep like a child resting deep
You don't know what you give me I keep
For these moments alone

The next day, he decided, he would buy a ring. He'd get her alone, once Voldemort was dead, and then he'd tell her…

Close your eyes I want to ride the skies
In my sweet dreams
Close your eyes I want to see you tonight
In my sweet dreams…

But while Harry was snuggling himself into his sleeping-bag, at ultimate peace at last, he couldn't know that right now, right this second, in the Dark Lord's enclaves, something was being planned that would rock Harry's world.