Chapter Two: The Dream Pt 2

Kagome lay down on the blanket, staring up at the sky above her. It was a beautiful night. The stars shone bright and the moon looked like a smile, its half circle beaming at the field. Inuyasha was up in some tree, keeping watch, while Miroku, Sango, and Shippo were sleeping in the small home Miroku had 'exorcised'. Kagome lay quietly, pondering what had happened in her dream. Part of her didn't want to ever dream about the old man ever again. It was just too depressing. Another part of her wanted to dream again. Perhaps she could help. Who knows what would happen?

There didn't seem to be a choice in the matter of whether or not to dream, though. She was going to have to sleep sooner or later. She breathed in the cool meadow air and thought about what Kaede had told her earlier.

Obviously Dumbledore and the boy needed help. But how could she help them? Right now she should be focusing on gathering the shards and defeating Naraku, not making more enemies. If Inuyasha knew what she was considering doing, he'd lock her up for sure.

Because she was considering something dangerous and foolish. She was seriously considering going to wherever Dumbledore was and helping him. Kaede would tell her all the information she needed to get in contact with Dumbledore. Maybe this could be a side thing. She would tell Inuyasha that she was going home for a couple of days, head over to where they were, and help out. With her miko powers, nothing stood a chance. At least, not in her world, where, despite what Kaede seemed to believe, wasn't any real danger to her.

Yes, she would go home and help tomorrow, she thought to herself, a soft yawn interrupting her stream of thoughts.

But first, she would sleep.

(Dream State)

A young toddler Kagome played with some sunflowers surrounding her in an orchid.

"Wow, pwitty flowah," she exclaimed merrily, sniffing the flowers deeply, and sneezing furiously afterwards.

"Well, hello there," a deep voice said, and Kagome looked up to see an old wise man smiling down at her.

"Hewwo," she said beaming, and reached out her arm, silently offering the flower to him.

"Why, thank you," the man said solemnly, carefully tucking the flower into a pocket in his robe.

"Kagome," he said softly, his eyes peering at her behind half moon spectacles, "Dear, isn't it time to for you to grow up?"

"No," Kagome replied stubbornly, her chubby arms folded across her chest. "I don't wanna."

"Well, now, I can understand that," Dumbledore said with a warm smile. "I myself enjoy many things now which I enjoyed in childhood. But you cannot avoid me forever, Kagome. You really must grow up. I'm not evil, you know."

"But I don't wanna," Kagome whined, tears filling her large brown eyes.

"Very well," Dumbledore replied thoughtfully, "I understand. I promise not to visit your dreams anymore."

"Wait!" Kagome cried out, reaching out towards him, now a bright skinny seven year old girl.

"Don't leave! I want to help!"

Dumbledore smiled quietly. "Dear, if you choose not to help, I will understand. Do not fear being condemned. This is your subconscious; you cannot lie to yourself or others here. Do you really want to help?"

Kagome, now fifteen years old again, nodded without hesitation. Dumbledore laid a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it softly, and smiled.

"Thank you, dear. You do not realize the amount of good you have just done."

Kagome smiled and nodded at the wizened old headmaster.

"Just tell me where to go and what to do. I'll try my best, I swear."

(Dream State Over)

Kagome woke up with a start. "Hogwarts," she whispered.

"What?" Inuyasha said sleepily from the tree. He had fallen asleep, and her whisper awoke him.

"Nothing!" Kagome responded.

"Then keep your trap shut and let me sleep, wench!"

Kagome fumed. "Baka," she muttered.

"What was that?" she heard Inuyasha ask.

She sighed in frustration. "Nothing," she responded.

Inuyasha didn't say anything, so Kagome rolled over to her side and thought about what Dumbledore had told her.

A magical world... Lord Voldemort... Harry Potter... all of these words echoed throughout her head. She would have to leave in the morning to receive her letter by owl mail, giving her instructions on what to do.

How entirely awkward. The whole situation seemed surreal. If she received the letter, it would mean that a whole slew of opportunities would open up to her. There was a wizarding world that she didn't even know about! On the other hand, if she didn't, perhaps she had gone insane. She preferred to believe the former of the two.

But attending a different school in a different country was entirely out of the question. How would she come back to this time without the well?

It was all terribly confusing. Dumbledore told her not to worry about anything because everything would be explained in the letter, but it seemed like a long time of waiting here. The seconds felt more like hours.

She quietly got up and picked up her book bag, slinking in the direction of the well.

"Kagome, quiet down," she heard Inuyasha mumble, and froze.

Taking a deep breath when she heard him sleeping again, she started moving again towards the well and climbed over the wall.

Better to find out the contents of the story now than later. She wasn't going to get any sleep with her curiosity eating away at her, anyways.

A/N: Wow, I can't believe someone put this story in a C2 community! I'm honored.

I'm sorry about the long wait. I've been having the worst writer's block when it comes to this story. Terribly sorry about that.

I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as you enjoyed the last.

Love always,

Araz aka Zara

P.S. I'm looking for a beta reader.

Seriously, I need one or I will go insane.

E-mail me at if you are interested.

Looking forward to the emails!