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Start of the Dream
Hermione slowly opened her eyes and looked around her. She tilted her head and looked up at the blue sky above her and sighed. She flicked her eyes down at the ground and noticed soft grass between under her hands. In fact, as she looked around more clearly, she was sitting on a hill, looking out at a castle, and everything around her seemed, so real.
Hang on, rewind. Last thing Hermione remembered was falling asleep against Draco's shoulder. Hermione raised an eyebrow and stood up quickly. 'What the hell is going on?' She wondered, looking down in surprise as she realised what she was wearing.
It was a beautiful red dress that clung to her figure. There was only one strap while the other side helped the material to cling nicely in all the right places (yes people! IMAGINATIONS are there for a reason!). The dress fell to the knees and there were intricate patterns laced with what looked like silk, all around the bottom. She was wearing sparkling red shoes and to Hermione's surprise, they were high boots that matched the dress quite well. Hermione touched her hair and found it curled nicely, much nicer then what it looked like when she first woke up in the morning. Yes, it usually looked quite…bad.
Hermione rolled her eyes and stood up. "Where am I? What the HELL is going on?" She said out loud, and walked a few steps to a cream coloured path in front of her, and stared at the high castle ahead. It looked exactly like your typical castle from a fairytale and Hermione watched as a cartoon like bird flew past her and tweeted, and she then knew, this wasn't real. It couldn't be, could it!
Hermione sighed and looked around again. There was no one anywhere that she could see, accept for random cows in paddocks and suspicious apple trees with shiny red apples hanging off them.
"Wondering where you are?" Keep walking my dear…" A voice said behind Hermione and she jumped with fright, turning around quickly.
"Who-?" Hermione stopped when she realised no one was there and scowled. "What the hell is going on here? Last thing I remember was cuddling with Malfoy. Since WHEN did this happen?
Hermione scanned her eyes around her as she walked towards the door of the castle and pushed against the handle softly.
The door creaked for a second, and a "WE HAVE A GUEST!" squeal could be heard. Hermione widened her eyes and picked up her dress so that it wouldn't touch the floor, and rather elegantly she had to admit, walked into the castle.
Hermione looked around and her eyebrows raised quite rapidly.
"Professor McGonagall? What are you doing wearing an apron that says 'So? I'm hot! BITE ME!' and cooking, is that…tomato soup?
Professor McGonagall smiled and gestured for Hermione to walk towards her.
Hermione looked around and saw a number of coloured doors around the circular room and a large table wear McGonagall was cooking, in the centre.
"Um…what's going on? Is this some sort of dream?" Hermione asked.
"Why am I wearing these clothes?" Hermione asked again, waiting for McGonagall to respond.
"For a reason Miss Granger." She answered mysteriously looking at Hermione with a glint in her eyes, while still stirring her soup with her hands.
"Ok…" Hermione mumbled. "I'm wearing these clothes for a reason. Ok! And how do I get out of here. This isn't like my normal dreams where I'm either being chased by some random Pansy Junior or dreaming of a boy, so why is this different all of a sudden? You're not real, I know that much." She pondered, eyeing the Professor's clothing. "And if that's what you really wear in real life…" Hermione shuddered. "You need a hobbie…"
McGonagall scowled. Damn the girl! She was finding out too quickly! Time for a bit of fun…
"Oh tut! If you want to get out of here you have to either go through all the blue doors, or kiss the prince. It's that easy!" She grinned.
Hermione looked at her slyly. "Ok…" She looked around the room and spotted the blue door. "If this is going to be like some stupid Alice in Wonderland story I'm NOT going to be happy!"
McGonagall smiled. "Oh, don't worry sweetie. It isn't going to be like that at all. It's going to be quite different actually…"
Hermione unfortunately hadn't heard her and was walking quickly towards the door.
"Bye! Have fun!" McGonagall called.
Hermione didn't reply, but rather rolled her eyes instead. "I swear that woman is on something!" She mumbled.
Meanwhile, Blaise and Ginny were sitting in their room staring awkwardly at each other.
"So…what do you think the others are up to?" Ginny asked awkwardly, watching Blaise from her side of the large king side bed. Yes, she wasn't surprised that Dumbledore had given them a king size bed. She just KNEW that the old man was a horny guy deep down somewhere, and he was just using his eye twinkling on students so that they would think that he was actually, well, sane!
"I don't know. I mean, Draco looked pretty mad at Granger, but I'm sure they've sorted that out by now." He smiled evilly.
Ginny grinned. "Aw, Hermione has it BAD! She doesn't even realise that the guy is actually being nice to her!"
Blaise nodded and looked her in the eye. "Well Draco can't be doing as well as I am can he?"
"And who says you're doing well?" Ginny asked slyly, looking him up and down. The tension instantly disappeared between the two as they started teasing each other.
"Well me, obviously! I'm just as good looking as Draco, if not better! I don't know why everyone calls him the Prince of Slytherin. It's obvious that I am, not him!" He complained, and jumped on the bed reaching down with his hand to lift her up.
Ginny grinned and took his hand, jumping up with him.
"Ew! No way! You! That's just disgusting! You should never question the oh-so-powerful Malfoy! He's just sigh my hero!" Ginny mocked, and pressed her hand to her head for affect.
Blaise made a strangling noise but decided to play along.
"Well! 'Aint that nice? What about you Miss Weasley? I see the bookworm Granger has become quite pretty these days, and if I'm not mistaken, she's one of the most prettiest girls in Gryfindor, and quite possibly the smartest!" Blaise grinned, and fluffed his hair, and tried to look like Hermione, but failed miserably.
Ginny laughed then, and shook her head. "You're wrong! I'm Hermione's sidekick! And it's always the sidekicks who help save the day and get all the guys looking at them."
"Oh really? Like who?" Blaise asked slyly, looking at her chest.
"Butt hole! My eyes are up here!" Ginny growled, and smacked his shoulder painfully.
"OW! The pain…the sidekick has hurt me...please come closer for my last words, for I will surely now die from a small boo-boo."
Ginny grinned and watched him fall down onto the bed. "Oh silly boy. Talk to me." Ginny smiled, and rubbed his shoulder softly. "You big baby!"
Ginny got up again and started shaking her thing in front of Blaise. "Um…what are you doing?" He asked awkwardly. "I'm dying here and you'd rather dance like a constipated chicken?"
Ginny looked at him in fake annoyance and hissed. "FUNNY Blaise! I'm a very good dancer, see…!" She clicked her fingers and loud music started playing in the background.
Ginny started miming to some random song that Blaise had never heard of, and Blaise raised his eyebrows.
Ginny jiggled over towards him and sat down in front of him.
"Hmph, you're no fun Blaise Zabini!" She sighed, and laid her hand on his shoulder.
"Ha…NOW you want to help me in my broken state?" Blaise whined, giving her a playful look.
"Maybe…" Ginny grinned, and smacked him twice as hard on his oh-so-sore shoulder.
Ginny took off around the room with Blaise close behind her. Blaise swung her towards him suddenly, by grabbing her hand and slamming her into his chest.
Ginny sighed and even though the breath was knocked out of her, settled softly into his arms.
That's when the flirting should have continued, but then this just wouldn't be a good LONG fluffy story would it?
"What's happening here? I don't understand this at all!" Came Hermione's voice quite suddenly from the other side of the room.
Ginny tore herself from Blaise and stared at the TV that had suddenly appeared in their room. Hermione was on the tv, wearing an elegant dress, and walking up to a door.
"What the hell?" Blaise whispered.
The two teens quickly dashed over to the tv and Blaise knocked it with his hand.
"Nothing seems to be wrong with it. It's definitely Granger." Blaise pondered.
"But what the heck is she doing on tv?" Ginny asked curiously, watching as her best friend entered a room which was entirely black.
"Do not worry children, we are starting a new game for tonight. You will watch and see if Miss Granger can escape this game. If she can, she will come home tonight as a different person, if not, ah well. She'll just have to won't she!" Came Ms McGonagall's bubbly but tight voice from the tv speakers.
"Oh shit." Ginny and Blaise shouted at the same time. The two looked at each other and both nodded, before racing towards their door and out into the corridor towards Draco's room.
"Come on! They'll be there! We have to get them out of the tv!" Ginny shouted.
She turned around as she realised that Blaise wasn't next to her in the corridor.
"Blaise…" Ginny said vaguely.
Ginny turned around and saw Blaise talking to the tv where Hermione was walking slowly around the room.
"Blaise stop trying to talk to Hermione through the tv, that won't work." Ginny rolled her eyes.
"But, I'm trying to talk to her telepathically. I read in 'Telepathy for Dummies' that you could communicate with a celebrity in your head if you looked at them for a long time on the tv screen. You're supposed to put your left pinky to the antenna and your right hand on your heart! I SWEAR it works! Draco gave it to me for my birthday and said that he got it from a garage sale in Muggle world for two dollars!"
Ginny rolled her eyes again. "Sounds just like Draco to give you something that's WORTHLESS!" She shouted, and grabbed Blaise by the hand, dragging him out of the room quickly, shutting their room behind her.
"Let's get Hermione back. I don't know what the heck McGonagall is up to, but I want Hermione back, and now!" Ginny scowled.
Blaise shuddered. 'Note to self, never get on Ginny's bad side. Got it!'
Hermione sighed and closed the door behind her, and turned around to a room completely dark.
"Hello?" Her voice echoed through the room, and Hermione shuddered.
"Ah, yes! Hermione you made it!" Harry said excitedly, and a light turned on far above Hermione, and Hermione widened her eyes.
Harry was sitting in a wheelie chair, staring at her through dark glasses. He was wearing a suit like Neo from Matrix, except it was more try hard looking. You could see this by the amount of Matrix merchandise on the desk behind him. Literally. Hermione looked in disgust at the Neo flag sitting on the top of the computer, the Matrix background on his computer and a Morpheus picture on a large towel, drapped over the side of the desk (only it was random! Since when did Morpheus grin with a peace sign in a photo?). Yes, Harry was on something and Hermione was glad that she was in a dream.
"Ok! You're here! Now let's help you out ok? All you have to do is go through the blue doors and I plan on helping you ok?" Harry said calmly, standing up with his hair greased back and a large cloak flapping around his heels.
Hermione touched her dress with her fingers and raised her eyebrows.
"Um, ok…" She answered awkwardly, looking around the room. "Tell me first, where's Draco? Shouldn't he be here too?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Eww…no the twit isn't here! Only good looking guys are allowed in this room! Anyway, so come closer my dear, I think it's time I showed you around, Miss Granger."
"If you say so!" Hermione answered, doubt being heard clearly in her voice.
Harry grabbed her hand and spun her towards him.
"This way, Miss Granger." Harry said excitedly, and shoved her in the opposite direction towards a blue door.
"I think it's time we went and visited our other pals ey, Miss Granger?" Harry grinned.
Hermione gulped. "Erm…if you say so! I mean, I don't have much of a choice do I?" Then Hermione smacked him over the head. "And for Pete's sake, stop saying 'Miss Granger'! It doesn't WORK Harry! It only worked in the movie, and it was MR Anderson, and didn't you notice that it got pretty annoying by the end of the movie? Just a bit of advice, stop now before little Miss Granger here will show you some REAL pain, worse then anything you'll find in the Matrix…" Hermione warned, shaking her fist in front of him.
Harry nodded and placed his hand on his heart. "At your service, Miss Grang-"
SMACK.
"HARRRY!"
What Hermione didn't know while she was walking towards the blue door, was that a camera was following her movements from the top corner of the room, and more then one smug person was watching her movements right now.
(Cut back to Hogwarts in all the dorms at the SAME time!)
All students (well most except for a few randoms…) were doing work and mucking around in their dorms.
One boy, Luke Davy, suddenly looked up from the game of Wizard's Chess that he was playing, and saw something new in the corner of the Gryffindor common room.
"GUYS? What the hell is a TV doing in here?" He asked excitedly, and a sudden rush of young, and very hormonal teens rushed over to the TV, only to see it turn on magically, but as Luke reached out to touch the buttons to change the channels, he round that there was some sort of protective shield over the buttons, and he could only stare at the screen with the other boys.
They watched as Hermione came into view, walking into a room with Harry following closely behind.
"Um, what the flaming hell is Hermione Granger doing on TV for? I thought they went camping?" Luna asked, looking up from the book she was reading. (yes, she was randomly in the dorm at the time! BITE ME! MY STORY! MINE!)
"And what the heck is Harry doing dressed up as some goof from the Matrix behind her?"
A bird could be heard whistling outside the window, as everybody had suddenly gone quite, everybody gathering around close enough to watch the display.
"I'll get the popcorn!" Someone whispered, and was gone in an instant.
Unknown to Professor Dumbledore at this moment in time, somehow in the last few minutes, EVERY student was sitting down in a dorm, toilet seat, Great Hall, you mention it, TV's were popping up everywhere, and no student wanted to miss out on any gossip about the well known popular teens on the camp that everyone knew about.
McGonagall grinned. "Excellent! And everything goes according to plan! Now we'll REALLY find out if Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy are meant for each other or not! It's up to them, not Dumbledore, and I plan on finding out the EVIL way, whether they really do feel something for each other or not."
She rubbed her hands together excitedly. "Excellent!"
Hermione opened her eyes and looked slightly LESS surprised to see Ginny and Blaise sitting on top of a bed to the side of the room, and Hermione slowly grinned as she saw what they wearing, and better yet, what they were DOING…
No, nothing suss…
Blaise was wearing stripy pyjamas where the pants were placed MUCH higher then where they should normally be placed on a normal person with the shirt tucked in, and his hair was very much like what John Travolta had in the movie, 'Grease'.
Ginny meanwhile, was wearing silky pink lingerie, except, it was covering her FULLY. It looked like it had been used by Hermione's Great-Great grandparents back in the early 1900's, when they were in fashion…
Hermione cringed at the thought.
It only made her cringe more when she saw that they were making shadow puppets with their fingers, and she and Harry had just walked in on Blaise trying to make the sounds of rooster, while his hands looked like a big blob on the wall.
"Hermione!" Blaise jumped up quickly, pulling his pants up even tighter.
"'Mione." Ginny grinned, and followed Blaise.
"Hey guys! Wanna help me out of here?" Hermione asked happily, thinking that her friends must be at least a little bit more sane then Harry, she noted dryly, as she noticed Harry checking out his hair in his reflection on his shiny black shoes.
"Sorry, can't. Um, we're not allowed to let you through this room to the blue door." Blaise signalled nervously to the blue painted door behind him.
Ginny smacked him. "Don't tell her where the door is, dummy!"
Hermione scowled at them. "Guys! I'm in the middle of having a nice time with Draco, and if it hadn't been for me falling into this crazy dream, I wouldn't be here!" Hermione shouted, fully exasperated.
Ginny grabbed something out from under her pillow and pointed it at Hermione.
"You can't get through Hermione." Ginny said now, her voice completely neutral, and as Hermione looked into her eyes and saw that they were red, she took a sharp breath.
"You're under a spell! Is this Professor McGonagall's doing?" Hermione demanded, stepping towards Ginny.
Blaise stepped in front of Ginny, and with his red eyes sparkling dangerously at her, pointed to the ground at Hermione's feet.
"Fight us, Granger. And we'll let you through." He said, his voice completely neutral as well.
"Harry! Help!" Hermione said quickly, seeing the two teens in front of her, point their wands dangerously at her.
Harry grinned, but his eyes had gone even more mysteriously blue, if that was possible and Hermione gulped.
Back to cabin, everything was quite, uncomfortably quite.
Ginny and Blaise were unconscious on the floor, while Pansy and Ron were also unconscious on the couch.
Carlos grinned as he looked down at them all.
"Time to get into the dream and make things more interesting! It's time to be a Prince!" And with a flash, Carlos disappeared, unlike the others, his body was no where to be seen.
"Sorry, Miss Granger. If you beat these two in a dual, two against one, then I'll show to the next room. My only job in this room is to be a guide, nothing more." Harry said calmly, looking at Hermione's strained face.
Hermione cursed. "Well what good is your bloody costume worth anyway, if you can't even help me?" She shouted, fully angry by now.
She picked up her wand and hissed at Harry to stand back. He obliged quickly.
"Whoever is playing this game with me is soo going down." Hermione warned out loud. "When I find Draco I'm out of here!"
"When I find Draco I'm out of here!"
Draco tilted his head to the side and stood up from the large chair he was sitting in. An endless amount of gourmet food was laying on the large table in front of him, but strangely he wasn't hungry.
"Did I just hear my name? Nah, couldn't be." Draco shook his head and felt a headache coming quickly from behind his eyes.
He sat down again and looked at the food on the table
His face reflected on the silver platter in front of him, and Draco stared at the sparkling red eyes staring back at him.
He rolled his eyes coldly. "Hmph. They look like blood. Just like pathetic mudbloods. I hate them so much. Makes me just want to kill…Granger…" He thought evilly.
Hay peeps!
Well that's my chapter, a lot shorter then my other ones, but that's cause I'm lengthening it out so that all my ideas don't just come out in one story and I'm left with none!
I got the idea of the dream from a recent episode of Farscape Season 4, so I thought it was AWESOME to use!
I understand if a lot of you are confused with this chapter, but the dream is happening for a reason. McGonagall and Dumbledore are having this bet going on, and McGonagall and Dumbledore have got to the extreme of even putting the teens' life's at risk.
All will be explained later on because I can't give it away, but let's just say that when Carlos comes in, in the next chapter, it's going to big!
This is the big adventure part of the story, with a BIG plot, so keep reading and trust me, there WILL be romance, but this dream is more about Draco and Hermione. The story won't end at the end of the dream…so don't worry!
Keep reviewing, and sorry for the late update!
Thanks for all the reviews so far, they make me sooo happy! hugs for all of you
And no flames or threats, because I just won't update for LONGER. This is MY story and I'll write it how I want.
POLL:
If you could be stuck in a broken elevator with Draco Malfoy for an hour, what would you do with him? AND GUYS…don't just think dirty! Be funny and creative! The first thing that comes to mind people!
Stay happy and keep smiling and sorry about any spelling! Had to put up the chapter ASAP!