A/N: Thank you for your reviews!!! I'm glad a lot of you guys still liked the story even if I do update late… oh well, finally here's chapter 9… whew! Sorry again for the late updates!! Hope you like this chapter!!

Summary: Draco is dying, he only has a year left to live and no amount of magic can save him. Now Draco promises to change- to make his few months of living filled with laughter instead of tears. Will be D/Hr, sooner or later. R&r please.

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Chapter 9: Discovery

It was exactly 7:30 when Pansy entered their potion classroom. No one was there yet and she was pleased to be the first. The potion classroom was arranged differently than usual. The tables have been scattered and spaced out and surprisingly, all their materials are already in each table.

She sat at her usual desk, scanned the room once more and immediately grabbed Deciphering dreams out of her Bag. She had been dying to know what her eerie dream mean. She opened the book lightly. She checked the index and finally turned to the desired page.

The lists of dreams were very long. It stretched out from the very first page until the very last. A lot of disturbing images, perhaps it was the picture of the dream, were all popping out of nowhere all through out the book. Pansy finally stared at the list, paused for a short while and started searching for anything that could help her.

She tried to recall her dream and recalled the whirlpool of colors. She scanned the pages and saw what she was looking for. She held the book up and slowly read its content:

122

Whirlpool of colors- a problem that has no hope of recovering; something life-damaging; inescapable; a real nightmare that has no chance of waking up; a point of no return; an illness that has no cure.

Pansy stopped reading and tried to recall more. It can't be. The meaning of the whirlpool of colors just wasn't right. Pansy immediately scanned the pages and searched for something related to falling. She turned the page once more to the letter F and then she found it. She slowly read what was written.

220

Falling inside a whirlpool of fresh colors –the person who dreamt of this is the one that is being warned. The whirlpool of colors [see, p.122] is a sort of nightmare turned reality. If a person dreamt of this, it is a warning that something dreadful will come to the dreamer's way.

Pansy stopped. She was starting to feel the rise of panic. The whole explanation of her dream leads to a thing that she most dreaded about. She didn't want that to happen. She had been through a lot of hard ordeals and if the whole meaning of her dream was true, she definitely wouldn't take it anymore. Pansy then stared at the book again and tried to recall her dream. She'll give it another try. If the book stated that her dream was still something she dreads, well, she'll totally counter it. She scanned the pages one last time and tried to locate something about running away. Her eye was caught by a huge font with bold letters. Pansy's eyes widen with shock. It was exactly what she was looking for… and she totally didn't like the way it looked. She read it slowly.

Running away without the slightest idea where you are heading— This is one of the few dreams that expert decipherers avoid. This is one of the most dreaded dreams. Mostly, people who dreamt about running away usually run from someone who is on the verge of dying. More often than not, the dreamer will have someone they truly love die in the most tragic way. It may also be in an unexpected way, or a slightly twisted event. A great example of a slightly twisted event is wherein someone much closer to the person dying will die in an unforeseen way.

Pansy snapped the book shut. She didn't want to know more. She felt a mixture of fear and nervousness. She really didn't believe in dreams but there was something about the whole running away thing that makes her want to cry. She felt scared, really scared. Her heart was pounding hard on her chest. This definitely felt so wrong.

Pansy closed her eyes and tried to picture everyone she cared and loved. She saw her aunt, her father, her grandparents, her cousin Craig… Pansy opened her eyes. Her heart was beating rapidly hard when a sudden insight came to mind. "Oh God… please let it not be Draco…"

If there's a person she truly loved with all her heart, it was none other than Draco. Pansy felt like crying. She wasn't sure if it really was him but well, the idea of a dying Draco was something she totally didn't want to witness. She'd rather die.

Pansy put Deciphering Dreams in her bag. She shouldn't have looked her dream up. Pansy closed her eyes once again when another realization struck her.

"Something happened to Draco…"

Those words suddenly echoed through her mind. It was the exact words Mrs. Malfoy had said in her dream.

"He's sick… and there's no cure…"

"Oh my God… No!!" Pansy muttered and her whole being was starting to panic. Pansy opened her eyes, people started to flood in the dungeons. Their class was about to start. Pansy stood up and grabbed her bag.

"And the doctors said he has 1 year left to live... or maybe shorter…"

Pansy immediately exited the dungeons and started to quicken her pace. It can't be. It just can't be. It must be a joke. Her dream and the meaning of her dream all makes sense.

"I thought so too that its not possible.. but it is.. and it's happening.."

Pansy felt like crying. She needs to talk to their divination teacher, Professor Trelawney. She might help her. She ran as fast as she could. A part of her didn't want to believe, but the other half knew that it could be true…

Pansy turned to the corner and started climbing the stairs. "Don't let this be true." She prayed softly. "It just can't be."

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Hermione silently sat on one of the chairs in the library. Floods of thought surged her brain. She just couldn't understand why the hell Malfoy helped her. Truth be told, it was the 2nd time he did that. Hermione noticed that Malfoy wasn't his self lately and she definitely noticed a lot of changes. Like for example, helping her up, and well, not calling her a mudblood.

It was all too new to her. Malfoy minding his own business seems to be a dream come true. But then again, when Hermione thought about it, she knew something was up. There's definitely one huge reason behind all these.

Hermione sighed and grabbed her notebook. She promised Lavender that she'll have the notebook at around lunchtime and after that, she thought, she'll be worried free. She opened her notebook and was startled to see a lot of moving images. It has a lot of spells, some are in Latin and every single word is really tiny. Hermione closed the book and stared at the slightly unreadable title, Concealing heavy sickness and diseases to the public eye.

"This is not mine…" she muttered softly as she calmly searched her bag for her notebook. "How did this book get in here?"

She spilled her bag's content on the table. There were books and parchments, bottle of ink and quills, her schedule and a small bowstring bag of money was the only thing in there. There was no sign of her blue metallic notebook.

"Oh God… Where is it?"

Hermione could feel the growth of panic. She knew she had the notebook when she went down from her dorm, and she knew she placed it in her bag on the way to the library. She was now worried, the entire notebook's content was quite confidential… Even Harry and Ron didn't know about it.

Hermione hurriedly placed her things in her bag and tried to recall where her notebook could be. She tried to picture every place she went and tried ticking it all with her fingers.

"I went outside earlier this morning… And then I went to the great hall and talked to Ginny for a moment…" She paused to recall more. "And then I went up to the library and bumped into Malfoy…" She stopped. She could picture it perfectly now. As she was entering the library, she could vividly remember seeing Malfoy running out the door holding a book.

"And I accidentally grabbed his book instead of mine…"

Hermione held the book in her chest. Her heart was pounding awfully hard now. She knew pretty well that knowing Malfoy; he will spread her secrets out and tell everyone about her dreams once he realized that she got her notebook by mistake.

"He might blackmail me…" she muttered slowly. "And worse… he won't make me forget the dream…"

Hermione hurriedly stood up. She has to find Malfoy… and quick.

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Pansy had finally reached the top step. She could see the ladder leading to the divination classroom and without hesitation, she quicken her steps and climbed the ladder.

She reached the Divination classroom and was surprised to see no one there. There was no trace of Professor Trelawney. Pansy groaned, frustrated. She sat at one of the chair in there. She felt angry. This thing was definitely driving her crazy and the person she needed the most at the moment wasn't there.

She slowly scanned the room. There must be something in there that might help her. There has to be. She sighed heavily and stood up. She placed her things on one of the tables and approached her professor's seer devices located in the left side of the room.

The devices were slightly scattered around and was really messy. Pansy raised her brows in that same antagonistic manner she used earlier, and cautiously approached each gadget that was there.

There was the usual crystal ball, used of course for seeing what future lies before the person who uses it. There was also a fortune reader device which distinctively looked like a cut off hand. Pansy eyed the thing curiously. Whether it was a real hand or an artificial look-a-like, she didn't know.

She moved to the other side and saw another crystal ball, but it was definitely different than the first one she saw. This time, this ball was black and was held by an eagle's claw as its stand. Pansy moved closer to read what the device was called, Reverie decoder.

"Reverie decoder," she repeated silently. "What the hell does this thing do?"

She grabbed a chair and positioned it in front of the Reverie decoder thing and read what the device can do.

Reverie (dream) decoder

This is a decipherer device used for viewing ones dream and at the same time, interpret what the whole dream mean.

Caution: Some dreams can be quite disturbing and can bring real nightmares to the one using this device.

Pansy's heart was pounding awfully hard now. This was it. This was what she needed. With shaky hands, she touched the crystal ball and it instantly emitted a blast of gold light…

And what she saw next was the one thing she dreaded the most…

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Draco hurriedly placed his things on his bed, sat down and immediately opened the book he was holding.

He wanted to learn the not-throwing-up-in-public part very badly. He scanned the pages and stared at it curiously, there was not even one moving diagram in there.

"What the hell…"

Draco closed the book and instantly noticed that this was definitely not his. He tossed the book on his bed and grabbed his bag. He hastily checked his bag for his book, but it was nowhere to be seen.

Draco stopped for a moment and eyed the blue metallic book. He couldn't quite remember how the hell he got it. He sighed and snatched the book from the bed and opened it.

I don't know if I can ever forget this dream. But I am hoping that whoever this guy is, please, I hope… he will not die.

Draco's heart skipped a beat. Whether it was because of the word die, or whatever, he didn't know. He immediately stood up and went over his desk. He was getting slightly tensed. He took a deep breathe and continue reading.

I couldn't see his face, but I know whoever he is… I really loved him deeply.

The dream started in a weird way. I was sitting all by myself wearing a white dress. Everyone I knew was there and they were all telling me how sorry they were and all that. They were all holding white roses while I was the only one who was holding a red rose.

We were in a funeral. The funeral of the guy I really, really loved.

It was the day of our final goodbye. And I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye to him. And the weird thing about the whole thing is that when I finally said my final goodbye, Harry and Ron were pulling me away from the coffin.

"Harry and Ron…" Draco said quietly. "Wait a minute… so this means…"

He can remember now, when he was about to exit the library, He bumped into Granger and he could clearly remember her holding this journal. This is definitely Granger's. He stared at the notebook yet again and read on.

I woke up after that, but I couldn't quite forget the feeling. It was like my heart was actually pounding painfully hard and I couldn't breathe because of the pain. It felt so real, and I was actually crying in my sleep.

Oh! And there was something else… in my dream; I was also wearing a simple yet very beautiful silver necklace. A necklace with a very distinct pendant, it was a sword, shaped like a lightning.

Draco immediately snapped the notebook shut. This time, he was really shaken. He didn't know what to think now. He slowly reached his neck and fingered his necklace; it was exactly how Granger had described it. It has a beautiful silver chain and in it was a lightning-shaped sword pendant.

"Can it be that I was the one who's dead?" He muttered to himself.

Draco shook his head. "It can't be. Granger said she loved the guy deeply… But then again, "he thought, "I am the only one in the world who has this kind of necklace and I AM dying…"

He stared at the notebook one last time; he'd better read all of this… There was lots of coincidence in Granger's dream that even he can't understand.

There was a sudden knock on his door. Draco immediately stood up and hid the book in his desk. He slowly went towards the door and opened it. He immediately could feel his whole body numbing; he knew she'd figured it out.

Because in the door was Pansy… and she was crying.

A/N: Sorry people got to stop here… I am really getting dizzy…. Whoohoo… the plot thickens… Did you like it? Well... sorry for all grammatical and spelling mistakes 'coz I'm too lazy to edit this all. Well anyway, even if you don't like it… FLAMES are still not accepted. xD and so there… that was chapter 9… REVIEW please!

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