A/N: Here's chapter 16. Enjoy!

Zarroc: My one faithful reviewer! sorry... Anyway, don't worry about the story being short. The way I have it planned out there will be 35 chapters. I'm glad you like it. Keep reading

disclaimer: i do not own Harry Potter or any characters

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It took a few seconds for the blurry figures Harry was seeing to come into clear focus. Once they did, Harry realized it was because someone had put his glasses on him. He wiped his eyes from waking up and looked up to see Hermione and Ron sitting there.

"Good to see you're awake," Hermione smiled, obviously having been worried.

"Wh- where am I?" Harry asked, looking around.

"You're in the hospital wing," Ron answered worriedly. "Don't you remember what happened?"

Suddenly, it all came back to Harry; the Quidditch practice, the dementor, everything. Forgetting any bitterness toward Ron, Harry began his story.

"You guys, something happened and I need to tell you," Harry started. "At practice, the storm started getting bad. Then out of nowhere, a dementor just came at me. I don't know where it came from, but it was there. And then I remember I started falling, but right before I hit the ground, I saw Snape in the stands, smiling at the dementor."

"You think he sent it after you?" Hermione asked, her eyes wide.

"That;s what it's starting to look like. Don't you think?" Harry replied.

"Wow. The bastard," Ron muttered. Harry completely agreed and nodded his head to show so.

"So, do you two know how long I have to stay here?" Harry asked. Hermione shook her head.

"No, but-" she was interrupted when Madam Pomfrey entered the room.

"Time to leave. It's getting late. Mr. Potter's got to get his rest," she ordered. Hermione and Ron stood to leave.

"But, really, I just woke up," Harry tried to argue. Madam Pomfrey shook her head and ushered Ron and Hermione out the door. Moments later, she had flicked the light switch, so all was dark again.

Harry sighed and turned over, trying to get back to sleep. He tossed and turned for about two hours before finally wearing himself out and falling into a deep sleep.

That night he dreamed. In his dream, Harry was flying; but not on a broom. He was just floating through the air. It was very peaceful. There was no noise, no creatures, no worries. Just him and the sky. Suddenly, Harry heard a crash and jumped, startled, awake. He quickly looked around in the dark to find what had made the noise. Just then, he saw a small shadow across the room. Just one thing, it was coming straight at him.

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A/N: What is it? You'll have to keep reading to find out! Hope you liked this chapter. Don't forget to review!