Harry was left behind but made his way to hgowarts.
"I sense bad things." Snip said to McDonaldall.
"Yes, me too. Things are easier to feel now that we killed Frognal. He was getting in the way of our tracking and protection spells." McDonaldall said.
"Yes, killing the boy was a very good idea, it even looked like an accident and the evil stone incident was very coincidental and very helpful." Snip said.
Harry tumbled into his room and his head hurt. It was a stinging kind of hurt. He fell over and fell to pass out. Then he had a dream.
In the dream Frognal was being killed again. He watched him die many times. It was not very fun and he was crying in his sleep. After what felt like hours of replaying the same video, the ghosty face of the Fred stared into his soul. He could feel his skin peeling even though it was not. He itched himself in his sleep and scratched himself a bit because he was doing that.
Fred's face whispered something to Harry with its evil lips, but Harry could not hear what it was. He suddenly woke up and was awake. One of the other Red Group people rushed over.
"Are you ok harry?" he said.
"No." Harry said.
Then Harry went to use the toilet and then sat down for a while. His head hurt and he could still see Freds face in front of him in his memory dream and tried to work out what he could be saying to Harry in his dream.
The castle was quiet that night. Harry went for dinner but sat alone becaus eFrognal was dead and he felt sad. He missed Frognal a lot. It was lonely even though there was other Red Group people there. He ate his bread and went back to thinking about things.