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For the next few weeks, Rose and Jon went out to lunch together every day and had
dinner every night. This went on for about two months. They found that they both had lots
in common. They both liked to take walks outside, liked looking at stars at night and a
strange love for magic and the unknown. The two of them were going to sit in the park
when they noticed a small store at the corner of town. "Let's go inside, I've always wanted
to go to a store like this." Rose said leading him to the door. They walked inside and were
amazed by the strange things inside. "Look at this stuff." Jon said taking it all in. There
were bottles of strange liquids, wooden sticks, even pictures that seemed to be moving.
There was even an assortment of strange looking candies at the front counter. "May I help
you," a voice asked. "No, we were just looking around ma'am," Rose said. "Well, if you
need anything just holler," the woman said. The two adults just walked all over the store.
"Look at all of this, potions, books even wands," he said pointing at things. "It is rather
interesting," Rose commented. They stopped near a portrait of a man with a long white
beard and piercing blue eyes that looked calm and twinkled. "See anything you like
dears," the woman asked. "I'm not sure, I would like to purchase something for my love
here though," Jon said making Rose blush. "Might I suggest a book," she said pointing to a
rack on her right. They looked them over and noticed their strange titles. "The Rise and
Fall of the Dark Arts. Hogwarts: A History. Strange and are these fiction pieces," Rose
asked. The woman looked up and then at the books. "Yes, why would magic be real,"
she said looking more interested in her shoes. Jon looked over to Rose and they shrugged
and took the books as well as a few others. Once at the counter they also bought a few of
the candies. "That'll be 18 pounds," she said before finally looking at them. "What," Jon
asked handing her the money. She blinked quickly and put the books into a bag. "It's
nothing. You just reminded me of someone, someone who's dead," she said. "Oh, I'm
sorry, I guess," Jon said. "Well, there you go," she said handing him the bag which he then
gave to Rose. The two of them walked out of there a little shell shocked. "What was that
all about," Rose asked him. "I don't know. Why don't we go back to your place," Jon
said. The both of them walked back to her apartment and began to take the things out of
the bag. They both looked out the window just in time to see an owl fly by. "That was
odd," Rose said. She walked over and looked again. "Was that an owl," Jon asked
joining her. "It looked like it didn't it," she said sitting down. "So, would you like to read
or have some candy," Jon asked. "Let's eat first," she said looking at the items. "Let's see
what we've got here," he said taking them and putting them onto the table. "Bertie Botts
Every Flavor Beans, Chocolate Frogs, Ice Mice, fascinating names." Rose took a bean
and put it into her mouth before taking it out again. "It tastes like spinach," she said. Jon
took one and did likewise. "Mine's a bit like coffee." "So, shall we pour ourselves into the
books," she asked. "Let's just stick with one for now, just so none of us gets behind," he
said. They began by reading Hogwarts A History. They took turns reading aloud and in
the meantime eat some candy. Finally, after several hours and many breaks, they decided
to leave it there for the night. In their dreams however, strange things began to happen.
Rose's Dream "Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry," a female voice that sounded a
lot like Rose's said. "Stand aside, you silly girl...stand aside, now," another, more dark
voice said. He pointed his wand at her. Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead,"
she said. "Not Harry! Please have mercy, please have mercy."
End Rose's Dream
Jon's Dream "Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off, Go!" Jon
seemed to say. There was a strange, high-pitched laughter coming from behind him and
green light.
End James' Dream
They both sat up that night and tried to figure out what the dreams had meant, not
knowing the other had similar thoughts of who these people were.
Can you guess who they are yet?
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