I'my sorry this chapter is short, it started good but then I lost steam.
I don't own anything, wish I did but I don't. So I just imagine I do, so here we go
As expected sleep didn't come easily that night. When she finally drifted off she had the weirdest dream EVER...
She was sitting in a field near her childhood home. It was a surprisingly warm day for London, the grass was a dark green and slightly damp, the sky was a rich blue, and the rainbow of wild flowers' smell surrounded her in a wonderful aroma. It wasn't until she started laying back on her elbows that she noticed a weight on her lap, it was a sleeping Harry. A quick smile spread as she started to stroke his jet black hair, slowly she worked her way from the top of his head to the nape of his neck making small circles. Never had she felt this content. As she made her way back up his hair, a deafening roar came from behind them. Just up the hill was a ferocious dragon. If it's size wasn't enough to make her scared; it's black scales, lizard like yellow eyes, bronze horns that surrounded its head, and spikes that ran from its neck to the tip of its tail was!
Before she had a chance to fully understand what was happening, Harry was standing in a very 'knight of the round table' stance, with Godric Gryffindor's sword! Ya 'cause that made sense. In only a fraction of a second he was right next to the beast, he looked more like an ant trying to fight a shoe then a wizard fighting a dragon.
After circling the field more times then necessary, the ferocious beast made its attack. Missing Harry by a mile it snapped at air and drew back its neck readying for a re-attack. Harry only had a heart beat to make a move on the dragon, drawing up his sword he jumped into the air and made direct contact with the over grown lizard's neck cutting straight threw. Landing securely on his feet, he stood like a mighty warrior. Picking up his sword he made his way back to a still sitting Hermione. The whole scenario was over in a matter of minutes, it looked more like a bad anime episode then real events. If the dream couldn't get any stranger Harry suddenly turned into Buckbeak the hippogriff. He was just a majestic and proud as the year before, stopping just in front of her he stretched his wings and gave a small soft screech. She lowered her head so far it almost touched the ground, soon he followed suit. With the formality over she reached out a shaking hand and began scratching under his eagle-like head. When he gave her a small nod she knew what he was thinking, flying! She hated flying on a broom, but something about this winged animal made her feel safe.
Kneeling on his front... Uh leg,claw,paw? Kneeling down she took her place just behind his wings,
"Nice and slow,"
She didn't even finish her sentence before they were in the air, quickly and firmly she grabbed feathers. Picking up speed and height they chased the clouds.
"BUCKBEAK!"
Realizing how scared she was he came to a gentle glide. Easing up on his feathers, she could feel each ray of the sun on her face.
"Told you. I knew you'd like flying." Knowing that voice any where she opened her eyes, not realizing they were closed. Cautiously, she looked at Buckbeak's head. She accepted the fact that this dream was weird but this? This took things to a whole new level. Instead of having the head of a hippogriff, he had Ron Weasley's head and only his head.
She woke with a start, what was that about? She understood the dragon and Harry but Buckbeak and Ron? She drew he knees up to her chest and thought about the dream for hours. It was time to get ready and she couldn't think of how to get started. This was going to be an interesting day.
if I kept your interest the it wasn't a wast. ;-)
