Disclaimer: I don't own. (Shakes head sadly). If any of you are old people (no offence) and are gonna die soon, please tell my mum's mom Hello from all of us. That would be better than me owning this.

A/N The dream. Here it is, but I'm not gonna put it in italics for you. I'll just make it regular and have stuff happening after the dream in the NEXT chapter.

Hermione's POV

Where am I? I was standing in a beautiful nightgown, white with a hint of green on it. I stared up at the midnight sky. It was now obvious that I was at the beach.

I heard footsteps crunching the sand. I turned around to see Charlie, my knight in his shining suit of armor. He smiled at me. "Princess Mione, what are you doing out so late?" I blinked.

"Princess? I'm not a princess," I said softly. He grinned his famous Weasley grin. One that used to make me have a crush on Bill in fourth year, make me make out with Fred in sixth year, made me go to Hogsmeade with George in seventh year and one that made me girlfriend of Ron right now. I guess I wasn't a goody two shoes like everyone thought. I was way too, wild? But that was Charlie!

"But you'll always be mine." Smiling, I wished that one day he'll actually say that to me. But it'll never be true. Wait, no!

"But this is just a dream, so I'm not," I answered sadly. Charlie looked disappointed. Turning, I walked to whoever was laying on the beach. He got up. It was Ron. He was angry. I didn't want to anger him.

"Why are you talking to Hermione like that?" Ron demanded Charlie roughly. Crap, so if I admitted I liked Charlie, it would break their strong brotherhood bond? I didn't want that to happen. "She's mine." He grabbed my arm toughly. Just then, a smirking Draco Malfoy came up to us.

"Well, you love duckies. I believe you're wrong. This is a dream, so she's mine." He tugged on my other arm. Was I a rag doll about to get tossed around? Only Charlie stood their with a sad expression on his face. What the hell was going on?

Charlie's POV

After dinner, I went straigtht to sleep. I also got a dream, right away. I knew it had to be a dream, because it felt so romantic. I saw Hermione with her back turned to me. And I was in a knight's armor! Smiling, I decided to have a little fun. "Princess Mione, what are you doing out here so late?" I asked while stepping forward. She turned around and blinked, confused.

"Princess? I'm not a princess," she scoffed lightly. I gave her a grin, to show her she was indeed.

"But you'll always be mine." Why was I saying this? I smiled at her, but it faded when she replied.

"But this is just a dream, so I'm not." Of course this wasn't real, it was my dream. Heck, even she knew it was a dream! So why was my heart leaping out in every direction?

Hermione turned and I saw Ron walking up to me, jealousy and rage filling his eyes. "Why are you talking to Hermione like that?" he demanded. So like the little bro I know and love. Then I frowned when he added, "She's mine." He grabbed her arm, while Hermione squeaked a little.

And great. Now Malfoy's in my dream. "Well, you love duckies. I believe you're wrong. This is a dream, so she's mine." He yanked on Hermione's other arm. Huh? Oh yeah...Draco had a small crush on Hermione. And of course, my dreams will always have other people having what I want.

Ron's POV

I was dreaming. This was just a dream. No it was a nightmare! I saw Charlie talking to Hermione with a loving and admiring expression on each of their faces! Was this what I really feared inside? For Mione to go after one of my brothers? Stalking up to my older bro, I nearly shouted, "Why are you talking to Hermione like that?" As if Charlie would answer. So I decided to make it clear to him. If this happens in the real world, then I want my dream world to be wonderful. "She's mine." I tugged on Hermione's arm.

That evil git of a ferret! Malfoy was here! "Well you love duckies. I believe you're wrong. This is a dream, so she's mine." Of course. Charlie having Hermione was just a dream. Malfoy having her was the REAL nightmare, and my greatest fear of all. And I'll make sure it never happens.

Draco's POV

What was I doing here? Well, I'm not sure if I'm dreaming or not but I was hiding in the bushes as I watched everyone say something to each other. Hermione looks so pretty. But when Ron snapped, "She's mine." well...something inside of me snapped.

"Well you love duckies. I believe you're wrong. This is a dream, so she's mine." I grabbed her arm and started to pull her. If I can't get what I want in real life, I want them in my dreams. And then maybe I can learn to get her in real life.

A/N Yeah, um...a little fluffy and a cute moment there but please review. I didn't want to write a happy chapter, not yet while I'm trying to comfort my mum. And I'm not bragging about the death either. How can and WHY do people brag about deaths?