Hey everyone. Here is another chapter of On the Whim of King Harry. This chapter was brought to you by December Event's Advent Calendar, Hogwarts Eastern Winter Funfair's Yule Log Burning, Hogwarts Southern Winter Funfair's Big Dinner Bash, Hogwarts Northern Winter Funfair's Christmas Tree Decorating, and Winter Seasonal Challenges Thread's Seasonal Challenge - Flowers on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For Advent Calendar I wrote for Day 24's Non Magical Settings prompt of forest/wood. For Yule Log Burning I wrote for prompt H10 which was the object of teddy bear. For Big Dinner Bash I wrote for Custard's dialogue prompt of "You're here, and that's what matters.". For Christmas Tree Decorating I wrote for Ice Skating Boot Decoration's prompt of the location of a frozen lake. For Seasonal Challenge - Flowers I wrote for the Hellebore prompt of the theme of death. I hope you all enjoy the next chapter To Dream of Death. Warnings for mentions character death and slight gore.

After the strangest meal she'd ever had in her life Ginny walked back to her room after being dismissed by the Queen. She had a lot to think about that night and the pressure of advancing the Weasley family fortune was on her back. Dressing in her night gown she crawled into her bed hugging the old teddy bear she'd brought from home. It had been her childhood teddy bear and the one thing she turned to when she was feeling the weight of her position as heavily as she was now.

"We'll get through this, Mr. Teddy," she whispered into the stuffed bears ear. "Won't we?"

The silence of the room was deafening and she doesn't know what other answer she was expecting. She probably would have freaked out if the stuffed bear had answered her. Tightening her grip on the stuffed bear she drifted into a deep sleep not knowing the sights she'd soon be shown. Or that half way across town someone else was having a similar dream.

Across town past the outskirts of the forest in a little cottage owned by Oliver Wood and his wife Katie another person had just drifted off to sleep. The satisfied smile that stretched across Percy Weasley's face as he lay in Oliver's arms started waver because of the dream he was having. It had been the same dream for a while now. No matter where he slept.

It started off in the forest not far away from the cottage that he lay in now. If he didn't know he was dreaming he would have confused the dream for a prophecy. Not that Percy held much stake in that sort of mumbo jumbo. Ginny would probably hold more stakes in the translation of the dream than he did. The tall trees surrounded him casting a dreary gloom over the whole area making it seem more sinister than it had earlier that day.

Footsteps sounded from somewhere not to far away and curiosity took over Percy's more sensible nature. Gathering his courage about him he went off in search of the source of the footsteps. Whoever it was seemed to be leading him even deeper into the darkness of the forest. Percy wasn't one to be afraid of the dark but the farther into the darkness he went the more the fear seemed to creep into his very soul. It seemed to him like someone was waiting to kill him and it was either the mysterious owner of the footsteps or someone waiting for them.

Meanwhile in the castle room of Ginny Weasley the sister was having the same dream as her brother. Tossing and turning she trembled in her sleep because she was hearing footsteps following her in a deep dark forest in her dream. Fear taking over her she pressed onward through the ever darkening forest.

"Whose there?" she called out trying to find out who was following her steps through the woods.

No one answered her back cause her sense of panic to sky rocket yet again. She didn't know how long she walked through the dark forest until a light appeared on the horizon. She heard a gasp come from behind her and turned hoping that whoever was following would be visible.

"Whose there?" she called out again.

Percy was startled to hear the voice call out yet again. It sound familiar like a voice he should and would know if they were in the waking world. In this world he could place the voice but just hearing it brought a sense of dread.

"Whose there?" the girl ahead of him called out in fear yet again.

He couldn't bring himself to answer her but he followed all the same. The light grew brighter and brighter as they continued through the dense dark forest towards the source of the brightness. A sense foreboding came from the light. His body was telling him that something in the light would bring death to him. But was she aware that the light would bring death.

A sense of peace filled Ginny as she finally reached the end of the forest and walked out into the light. A frozen lake sat in front of her like the one nearby the Burrow. She'd skated and had fun on this lake many a time during her short life and knew that nothing bad could happen to her if home was nearby.

A rustling came from the forest behind her and she turned trying to peer through the foliage and trees to see who had followed her to the outskirts of her home. A shock of red hair appeared through the gaps in the trees and she knew right away it was one of her brothers. Probably Fred or George trying to frighten her.

"Fred, George, this isn't funny," she called hands on her hips. "Come out right now."

A laugh bubbled up in Percy's throat as he realized who he'd been following. His little sister Ginny was standing right outside the forest hands on her hips accusing him of being Fred and George. Walking further towards the where Ginny stood close to the frozen lake they'd used to play at as children he was suddenly struck by an immense pain. A scream tore from his throat as the pain bubbled up from his neck.

Ginny turned around hearing the scream of pain coming her older brother. It wasn't Fred or George like she assumed it was. A gasp of surprise left her mouth as she looked towards the figure who was a short way out of the forest. He had the appearance of her older brother Percy. It was all him down to the freckles and no nonsense look. But what made her afraid was the fact that flowing down Percy's neck was blood as though from some unseen wound.

"Percy," Ginny cried out trying to run to him. Something was wrong with this dream. The more she tried to run to her brother to help him the more it seemed like Percy moved away from her. "Percy," she screamed tears running down her face. Something grabbed her ankle and pulled. A scream of terror left her throat as raw and primal as anything from a play.

"Ginny," Percy croaked out feeling the red stickiness of his own blood flowing down his throat. It had felt like something out one of those executions the old king used to be fond of. Like his neck had been severed from his body but that didn't matter. He had to get to his sister and save her. The scream that came from Ginny as she dragged towards the frozen lake out of his grasp made his blood run cold.

"Percy," a male voice called from above him. "Percy wake up."

Turning back towards were Ginny was nearing the surface of the frozen lake he trembled as he watched his little sister disappear underneath the ice. Screaming bloody murder for help of any kind tears flowing down his cheeks he watched on helplessly.

"Perce," the male voice called again sounding sleepy, "wake up, baby. You're having a nightmare." He felt himself being shaken by the shoulder. "Come on, Perce. Wake up."

As consciousness crept back to him Percy realized that he wasn't outside in the cold. He felt rather warm. A blush crept up on his cheeks as realized he was in a pair of strong arms. Male arms. Jerking into full awareness he tried to sit up feeling Oliver stop him.

"Easy now, Perce," Oliver whispered gently into Percy's ear. "It was a just a dream. Nothing's wrong." Pulling Percy back into his bare chest Oliver's wrapped around Percy's stomach. "Do you want to talk about?"

"No," Percy almost shouted. He didn't want to think about Ginny being pulled into that frozen lake. He didn't want to think about the context in which she would say the dream should be taken. "I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it. Just please drop it." A tear rolled down his cheek.

"You're safe, Percy," Oliver whispered kissing Percy neck. "I won't let anyone or anything hurt you. You know that?" He continued to kiss down Percy's neck to the other man's shoulder.

"I do know that," Percy stated. "You're here for me now, and that's what matters."

"That's right," Oliver's laughing voice replied. "Now do you want me to make you forget that horrible dream that woke you from such a sweet deep sleep?"

Percy nodded against Oliver's chest. He'd forget the dream for right now but he knew that he'd have to discuss it with Ginny at some point. He knew with a certainty that this dream had something to do with the King persuing his sister. And he also had a horrifying feeling that it foretold the death of not just him but his sister. As passion took over all thoughts of the dream were lost not to be thought of until it was much to late to do anything about it.

I hope you all enjoyed To Dream of Death.