Disclaimer: If I owned the series…… I would be a millionaire! ***Devises plot to steal the royalties to Harry Potter and its affiliates***

I do not own Harry Potter…yet…

 To my reviewers:

Reflective Velvet:

Here! Have another cookie! Since you gave me puppy dog eyes, which I can never resist, I will write Harry's POV in this chapter.

LOL, the whole puppy dog eyes thing, my best friend gave them to me on my eleventh B-day when we went to Knott's Berry Farm and there was this really scary triple twist, flip-over roller coaster (my first upside-down one). She gave me puppy dog eyes, and it sent me on the ride (I was crying before it started, I was that scared). At the end, I liked it so much, we did it again!

Sweet Sorrow:

I have technique? That's so nice! ** sobs** Hugs all around! **grabs technique to write next chapter** (Which will be Harry's POV)

My roll is in the microwave, have another cookie. =)

JiNglebellz:

Thanks for reviewing; did you see the third chapter?

Have a cookie. I'm glad you like it.

Beth Weasley:

I am honored that you have reviewed my story; I love your fic "Bonds of Pain." It's actually on my favorites list! Have a cookie, and yes, I love Draco too.

I don't think Sirius will come back either, even though I miss him so much!

Serpentsattire:

**blushes** Thanks a bunch. I was surprised I updated so soon too. Hope you like this chapter too.

Crazy-Weasley:

Too many spaces…hmm…that's true. I can change that though, thanks for the tip.

Kill Umbridge? Whoa…intense…I haven't decided yet. You'll just have to wait and see. o_O

Random Quote of the Chapter:

Nobody has told me yet what the last quote meant. I think I need an incentive…. You can have your name in the story if you tell me what it meant. So review and tell me!

Two people told me to write about Harry's dreams. Now, this chapter will be a little bit shorter, because I have to do Physics homework before finals. =(

Chapter four: In Harry's dreams

Harry's POV:

"Stupefy!" a vaguely familiar voice cried out. The next instant, the waves of pain stopped, and I relaxed on the ground.

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I stood up and glared at the stunned Umbridge. "Harry!" Hermione shouted behind me. I turned around to reassure her that I was fine, and received the biggest shock of my life.

My body was lying a few feet away from me.

But I wasn't dead. Was I?

Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville and Luna were crowded around my body…me…Malfoy was standing in the corner, looking concerned. It made me want to laugh; a Malfoy was worried about me.

"He's not breathing!"

Shit.

Was she talking about me? My body wasn't breathing! Malfoy walked over to me. He suggested the hospital wing, I listened as Ginny and Luna ran down the hall.

Where are they going? I wondered.

And then, I didn't have to wonder anymore.

I was in the hallway, following them. But I haven't moved! My body is lying on the ground in the other room…

It hit me like lightening. I remembered a project Dudley had done once over the summer for Smeltings; he had to do an oral report on lucid dreaming and Near Death experiences. My Aunt and Uncle had forced me to listen to him practice for his speech, until parts of the report were stuck in my head. I could practically hear my cousin's voice now…

"In the Near Death Experience, the soul leaves the physical body, usually after a major trauma"

Or the Cruciatus curse…

"Most people report that they are outside of their physical bodies - traveling through a tunnel toward a source of white light."

Well, I was definitely out of my physical body. Where was the white light?

"They usually report meeting a deceased relative or heavenly being, coming to a precipice or place where a decision about life or death must take place, seeing one's life pass before their eyes."

I probably won't be that lucky. I thought, to see my parents again.

"Most Near Death experiences are positive but occasionally negative experiences do occur."

Yeah, like watching your unconscious body jerk and twitch on the floor.

Well, at least I'm not dead; it's only called a Near Death experience because people come back.

But they all don't come back, I reminded myself cruelly, for all I know, everyone who dies has one of these.

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I was back in the room, with Ron, Hermione and Draco, who was pacing nervously near the door. Wow, I thought, He's cute when he's distressed.

I smiled.

Then I remembered… Sirius! I had to get back to my body!

Hermione and Ron had forgotten. Bloody hell! All they could see was my 'dead' body. I could feel myself panicking.

Sirius! Oh Merlin, no, I had to find him.

I pictured him, with his laugh like a dog's bark, being tortured by Voldemort, and I could practically feel tears spring to my eyes.

Tears!  I'm not alive and I bloody want to cry, I'm a walking personification, I thought sarcastically. If I hadn't been physically incapable of laughing just then, I might have killed myself from lack of breath.

Being dead was definitely not helping the state of my mentality.  

I closed my eyes and thought of Sirius, deciding I wanted to be wherever he was; in whatever state I could manage. I opened my eyes.

There he was, at Number 12 Grimmauld Place, eating dinner with Lupin, Tonks and Moody.

He's fine!?! I sputtered. Wha… How?

 I watched Kreacher sulk in the corner.

I'll kill that house elf!

As I watched, Dumbledore entered.

So, that's where he is. At least they're safe. But where am I?

I pictured my body and found myself back in Umbridge's office. I'm getting better at this astral projection stuff.

 I watched Snape and Professor Flitwick rush into the room.

Where were they taking me? I'm not dead yet! I wanted to fly. I wanted to stay like this forever; I wanted to see my parents, and Cedric.

I watched them carry my body into the hospital wing, where a distraught Madam Pomfrey tried all sorts of spells to make me regain consciousness.

Wait! I wanted to scream at her. I like this!

Do I have to come back?

I could feel my spirit self beginning to fade, Was I dying or coming back to life? My body began to breathe; Madam Pomfrey took half a moment to sigh in relief, before continuing to add more power to the breath-restoring charm.

Neville was crying, I felt bad, knowing what had happened to his parents that he had to see me like this.

Ron and Ginny were grasping each other as if they might fly away if they let go. Hermione was comforting Neville through her own sobs.

God, even Draco looked upset to see me go.

I can't leave them, I realized with a jolt. They need me to come back.

I released my hold on my spirit and imagined myself joining my physical form.

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PAIN…

Excruciating pain…

 It was my life, my whole being,

My eyes,

Ears,

Nose,

And mouth.

Who?

What?

Where?

Why?

How?

I was screaming without making a sound.

 My head was aching to explode.

My body was numb,

I was crying, but I was certain I would live.

And I blacked out. But not before remembering a final line of Dudley's project.

"Upon awakening the near-death experienced may return with unusual abilities previously unknown to them. Some of these include: seeing auras and other related paranormal abilities, awareness of science and other technologies regarding time and space, change in personality and spiritual transformations."

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A/N: I got the stuff about NDE's from this website.

So, it's not mine!

I know this chapter was a little short, but I still hope you liked it.

And yes, I did consider having Harry go to the afterlife and then being pulled away by Madam Pomfrey after receiving advice from James & Lily…but… Isn't that so cliché?

I thought so. I'm sorry if this is not what you had in mind.

Review, please. =)