Living in a Daydream

by Patronus12

All she had wanted was an escape from reality. All she had wanted was to belong in a place that had never even existed. But sometimes, you have to be careful what you wish for. Because sometimes, even something so seemingly harmless as daydreaming can be deadly- especially when a certain Dark Lord gets involved. -on HIATUS- (please vote on my profile to see this story continue)

9. Chapter 9

A/N: Here I am again, peeps :D

I received no votes during the few days, and normally I would wait, but I learned not to repeat that mistake when I ended up waiting months in one of my other stories (Harry Potter and the Watching, which I finally got around to posting a new chapter for the other day :D). Plus, I've made up my own mind, and it does NOT involve a song scene. However, if you were leaning towards that choice, I will be posting it in a story I have planned for after this one is over (which will be in a SUPER long time and after an unbelievable number of chapters) and it will be filled with deleted scenes from this story, including random song scenes. So, in a few years or so, look for that, I guess *shrug*

You're lucky I'm here writing this at all. My dad was persuading me to write a story of my own invention (NOT Harry Potter or something that already exists), preferably involving a main character deemed Sloan McNeil, invented by him. I politely declined, and came here to update this instead. Oh, maybe someday, father. But probably not with Sloan McNeil. LOL XD

Anyway, enough with my rambling. Its party time in the next chapter of Living in a Daydream :D

NOTE: I don't know if butterbeer is slightly alcoholic or not, but for the purpose of this, I'm gonna say it's not. Okay? Okay. ELEVEN YEAR OLDS ARE NOT DRINKING ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES!

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"Tawny!" I yelped. I had just woken up, only to look out the window and see a large amount of redheads heading down to the Quidditch pitch. "Tawny! It's starting soon! We slept in!"

She jumped up and we both scurried around the room, pulling off our pajamas and pulling on decent party clothes. Mine, of course, were Muggle, but Tawny's had a logo for some wizard band on it. Probably from her dad, who was the only other magical person in her house. I had on a tie-dye shirt, we both had jeans, and we pulled on cloaks. Hopefully I didn't describe too much... Then, I did my hair into a simple loose braid, she left hers down, and we ran out of the common room.

"Hi, guys!" Tawny gasped when we finally made it to the front doors. Talon and Sneaky were waiting for us there, looking slightly annoyed.

"The Weasleys went out there ages ago!" Sneaky exclaimed.

"Well, let's not argue about it, or we'll be more late," Talon reasoned.

We began to make our way down to the pitch, chatting excitedly.

"I don't know why I'm singing, but I am!" I suddenly sang out.

"I know right, I'm already hyper!" Tawny added to my 'song'.

"Hey, you guys should join in!" I gestured to Talon and Sneaky.

"Yeah, just do it, it's amazing and fun!"

"Yeah, umm.. oh look, we're here!" Sneaky gave a large and exaggerated gasp.

"No we're no- HEY!" Tawny shouted, and I laughed as she started chasing Sneaky, who had went running down the hill. I looked at Talon, she shrugged, and so we went running down the hill after them.

We finally came to a stop next to the door to the pitch stands, which had a large sign that read "PARTY!" above them. Pieces of hair from my braid had come undone, but I just shoved them behind my ear, trying to catch my breath and laughing uncontrollably at the same time.

"You are NOT going to escape from singing!" Tawny exclaimed. "We are going to make you SO hyper that you will have no choice!"

"I will NOT be on the influence of sugar if I ever DO sing like that," Sneaky panted, smirking. "Sugar doesn't affect me TOO much."

"But it affects YOU, Talon, yes?" Tawny asked.

"Umm..." Talon muttered, fidgeting nervously.

"It's chocolate, isn't it?" I concluded smugly.

Talon grinned. "Well, let's not keep the party waiting for us too much longer." She pushed open the doors, and a burst of confetti shot in our faces. I sputtered and spit out pieces that had landed on my mouth, shaking them out of my hair. I thought I saw Tawny sneak some pieces into her pocket with a wink.

"Hellooo, ladies!" a voice greeted us from above. We looked up to see Fred (or was it George?) Weasley hovering on his broom, holding his wand. I realized that he had shot the confetti in our faces. He smirked down at us, and then shot away, conjuring confetti as he went. I'd like to learn that spell!

I took in the scene around us. Large balloons, and I mean LARGE, surrounded the pitch. Tables of snacks and drinks were placed below the goal hoops. A small stage was placed in the middle of the field, and people were milling around it, clutching bottles of butterbeer or pumpkin juice and cartons of Bertie Bott's Every Falvor Beans, sometimes making faces as they tasted disgusting flavors. Banners were strung around the stands. The lowest row, which could be reached simply by climbing from the field, was filled with more students. The air was filled with the music blaring from a radio somewhere and the laughter and conversations from the people. I turned around slowly, scanning the crowd for familiar faces. Before I could find Crissy, Talon dragged me over to one of her friends from Ravenclaw.

"Breeze, this is Niagara Windhelm," she introduced. "Nia, this is Breeze."

"Hi there, Breeze," Niagara said cheerfully. "And Talon, don't call me Nia."

"Whatever you say, Nia," Talon smirked. But I had just spotted Crissy.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Niagara," I said distractedly. "If you'll excuse me for a moment..."

I made my way over to Crissy, who was talking to a couple Gryffindors. When she saw me coming, she waved and beckoned for me to join her.

"Hey, Breeze!" she greeted when I made it through the crowd. "Let me introduce you to Susan Silverman and Elizabeth Perry. They're Gryffindors, you may know them from some of our classes."

"Yeah," I said, smiling at the two girls. "Hi, I'm Breeze."

"Elizabeth," she said, smiling in return.

"And, as Crissy said, I'm Susan..."

"Nice seeing you here, Breeze," Crissy said. "I saw you talking to Talon, but where are Sneaky and Tawny?"

"I don't know, I'll go see. Nice talking to you here, I woke up late and must have missed you. Well, see ya later!"

"Bye!"

I made my way through the crowd again, and towards the snack table, where I saw Sneaky and Tawny. They didn't notice me, but I caught little pieces of their conversation as I came closer.

"-just a little more!"

"I told you that sugar doesn't effect-"

"-effects everyone a little!"

I chuckled. They seemed a bit preoccupied, and someone was calling my name.

"BREEZE! Hey, Breeze, over here! OI! SUMMERS!"

I ducked around some people and saw, to my surprise, Ron, standing next to the stage and waving his arms madly, next to Hermione and Harry, who looked half-amused, half-annoyed. Wow, they actually remember me from the train!

"Hi, Ron, Harry, Hermione!" I called, hurrying towards them.

"Bloody hell, Breeze, I was beginning to wonder if you'd gone deaf!" Ron exclaimed.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Honestly, Ron, with all this noise I don't blame her!" She smiled kindly and turned to me. "Hi, Breeze, how was your first week? Oh, and congratulations on getting sorted into Hufflepuff! You're perfect for that house."

"Thanks! And it's been great," I answered.

"Well, Ron was standing here and looking like an idiot-"

"Hey!"

"-for a reason," Harry said with a smirk. "The twins wanted us to ask a bunch of people to rate the party. They wouldn't say why, just something about statistics for something." He shrugged. "Would you mind asking your friends about it? Fred said to write your rating on a clipboard hanging on the other side of the stage."

"Yeah, I'll do that," I said, nodding.

"Thanks, it would be extremely helpful," Ron told me. I said bye to them and went back to the snack table. Sneaky and Tawny, however, had left, so I grabbed a butterbeer and went off to find them. Taking a sweet sip, I realized why people liked it so much.

I saw three people, one with a head of bright blond hair, and after walking closer I realized that they were Talon, Sneaky, and Tawny.

"Hey, guys!" I called. "What's up?"

Tawny looked up. "Hey, Breeze! Come here!"

I walked up next to them. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, you know, just eating and being awesome and stuff." Talon popped an every-flavor bean into her mouth, and instantly cringed.

"Ooh, what flavor?" Tawny asked.

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it's disgusting," Talon groaned.

"So, Tawny, any luck with making Sneaky hyper?" I asked with a smirk.

"A little," Tawny answered. "Butterbeer mostly did the trick."

"Well, I think it's time for someone else to officially join the party," I said mischievously. Talon's eyes widened in horror, but me, Tawny, and even Sneaky had already grabbed her arms and together we dragged her over to the snack table.

Tawny picked up a chocolate frog. "Here, Talon," she said. "Have this."

Talon sighed, unable to resist the sweet temptation that is chocolate, and she took it. Unwrapping it, she took a large bit, and glanced at the card as she chewed: she had gotten Morgana.

"Is it good?" Sneaky asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice. Talon nodded, sighing in contentment. Tawny picked up a few more frogs and tossed one to each of us, saving the third for herself, digging into it viciously.

It did not take long until the chocolate worked it's magic. It never does- I LOVE YOU, CHOCOLATE! Wow, it's affecting my brain outside the daydream, too! Awesome! *runs around in circles singing Frozen songs in a very, VERY high-pitched voice*

A few moments later, we could be seen running to the center of the field and towards the stage, which was surrounded by people dancing. Tawny started doing this odd rock-and-roll move that had us all collapsing in fits of hysterical laughter.

The next song had us all freeze, and we slowly turned to exchange wide-eyed, mischievous grins.

"Are you ready for some real music?! I said are you ready?! Are you readdddy?!" a loud, screaming voice came from the radio as we all stood up slowly. Very, very slowly.

"Move your body like a hairy troll, learning to rock and roll

Spin around like a crazy 'elf, dancin' by himself-"

We spun around, and I actually fell over, making them start laughing again.

"Boogie down like a unicorn, no stoppin' till the break of dawn.

Put your hands up in the air, like an ogre who just don't care!

Can you dance the hippogriff?

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma!

Flyin' off from a cliff,

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma!

Swooping down, to the ground,

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma!

Wheel around and around and around and around,

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma!"

We did a bunch of crazy moves that could hardly even be called dancing. It was great! We did get a few odd looks, though... Especially because of the fact that we were also singing at the top of our lungs.

"Oh Merlin, Sneaky! You're dancing! I didn't know you had it in you!" Tawny threw her head back in laughter.

"Move around like a scary ghost, spooking himself the most.

Shake your booty like a boggart in pain, again and again and again.

Get it on like an angry specter, who's definitely out to get ya'.

Stamp your feet like a leprechaun, get it on, get it on!

Can you dance the hipogriff?

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma!

Flyin' off from a cliff,

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma!

Swooping down, to the ground,

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma!

Wheel around and around and around and around,

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma!"

I swear, we are some weird people.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Ooh, come on!

Mmm, you gotta move it,

Groove it like a creature,

A creature of the night!

Yeah, that's right!

Ah, a creature of the night!

Well, do ya' feel alright?

Do ya' feel alright?

Ow!

Yeah!"

I swear, this is a weird SONG.

I swung my head back and forth so hard that my braid actually came out, but I pretended not to notice, and I definitely didn't care.

"Can you dance like a hippogriff?

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma.

Flyin' off from a cliff,

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma...

Swooping down, to the ground,

Ma ma ma, ma ma ma, ma ma ma!

Wheel around and around and around and around and around and around and around!

Come on, ah, come on, yeah!

Can dance you like a hippogriff?

Yeah, yeah, YEAH!"

And, with that, the song ended. We collapsed on the ground, panting, and trying to hold back our laughter until we caught our breath.

"Move along, people!" Talon suddenly shouted. "Nothing to see here! Merely a few first years being hyper, it's all completely normal, no one's having spaz attacks or anything... Well, except maybe Breeze," she added under her breath with a smirk. I began faking a spaz attack, grinning. The few people who were still staring rolled their eyes, shrugged, and walked away.

"I know the song," Sneaky said, "but who sang it again? I forgot..."

"The Weird Sisters!" I blurted out.

Talon squinted at me. "How do you know that song?" she asked suspiciously. "Aren't you a Muggleborn?"

My eyes widened. Oh, crap, I didn't mean to say that! "Umm... I, er, heard it in the common room!"

"And where was I?" Tawny asked, frowning.

"Oh, umm... you were- in the lavatory," I lied. I'm a really terrible liar, aren't I?

Talon still looked suspicious (and with good reason), but she shrugged and said, "Come on, let's go get drinks- I'm parched."

I sighed with relief. That was close! "Yeah, me too..."

We were drinking our butterbeers when I remembered something. "Oh, Fred and George Weasley want all of us to rate the party," I told them. We walked over to the clipboard and took turns writing our answers with a quill that was floating nearby. When it was my turn, I looked at the questions in a little box on the parchment, and began to fill them in.

Simple question first... What is your name? Year? House? Best friend's cousin's aunt's grandmother's middle name? (Just kidding about the last part): Breeze, 1st, Hufflepuff, *ahem* stalkers (Just kidding about that last part *eye roll*)

If you are from a different house, what Gryffindor invited you?: Sneaky Wisp, also 1st year

On a scale of one to ten, what do you rate this party? (one being trollish, ten being awesomely fantastical): 7... 1/2 ;)

Would you go to another party like this one?: yeah, I guess...

Are we awesome or not?: Well, I haven't exactly met you yet... but, yeah, I guess. I did like your confetti spell though... And, I mean, you threw this party, so...

I let go of the quill, which floated back to it's spot, and then backed away to wait for Tawny to fill in a box.

When Tawny finished and turned around, Sneaky said, "Come on, let's go find a place to sit in the stands for a few minutes." We all turned to scan the bottom rows.

"Look!" Talon said loudly, making me jump. "Is that... is that Dumbledore?"

"Where?" Tawny gasped.

"There, in the top row!"

I squinted in the direction that she was pointing, and I saw a familiar man with a long beard sitting there. "Yeah! But... why is he-" I followed the direction of his gaze and broke off. "Be right back!" And I took off running.

"Breeze? Where are you going?" Tawny shouted.

"We'll meet you in the stands, I guess!" Sneaky called.

I dodged through the crowd, never slowing down, until I found the person I was looking for. "Harry!" I called. "Harry!"

He turned around, a confused expression on his face. "Yeah, Breeze? What is it?"

"Dumbledore," I panted, lowering my voice. "In the top row of the stands. I think he's watching you." I gestured up in the headmaster's direction as inconspicuously as I could.

He glanced up out of the corner of his eyes, and he paled. "Oh, great," he muttered. "Just great."

"Why?" I asked, making him jump as though he had forgotten I was there. "You know- I can tell by the way you reacted. So, why's he watching you?"

"Oh," he stammered, "I- er, h-he..."

But, just then, a loud voice rang through the pitch, and we turned around to find the source. Hermione and Ron came rushing towards us just as we noticed the twins standing on the stage.

"Hello fellow students of Hogwarts!" One of the twins called out, his wand at his throat, making his voice loud enough to be heard and to silence the crowd. "I'm Fred-"

"And I'm George-" the other added, his voice just as loud.

"No, I'M George-"

"And I'm Fred-"

"We're Gred and Feorge-"

"NO, Feorge and Gred-"

Ginny Weasley, who was a year above me, climbed onto the stage and grabbed one of their wands. "HE'S Fred-" she pointed to the twin on the left, who was wearing a party top-hat that was scarlet with a gold rim, "and HE'S George!" she pointed to the twin on the right, who had a hat that was gold with a scarlet rim. Good, a way to tell them apart! She handed George his wand, and then jumped back off of the stage, a smirk on her face.

"Well, now that our lovely sister has told us what our names are, I would like to thank all of you for coming and not bringing any Slytherins to crash the party," Fred continued. "Now, it's time for the FUN part of this party!"

"We would like two of you to come onto this stage and show us all how to dance," George said, and grinned as all of us immediately tensed.

"But you won't volunteer," Fred added, a gleam in his eyes. "WE will choose!"

"That's the fun part!"

"For us!"

I held back a groan and held my breath as they searched through the crowd. Then, George pointed in our direction and whispered something to Fred, who nodded, and my heart skipped a beat.

"I choose," George announced," our little brother, Ron!"

Ron groaned, and trudged up to the stage.

"And I choose, for the lovely young lady he will be dancing with-" my heart nearly stopped. Please no, please no, nonononono- Fred paused, "Miss Hermione Granger!"

I sighed with relief, but Hermione simply glared. "They had a fight about Scabbers and Crookshanks earlier," Harry whispered, and I nodded, watching Hermione stomp up to the stage and stand on the opposite side of it, away from Ron. That is, until Fred grabbed her by the arm and pulled her closer to Ron, who's ears were practically glowing red.

A very...er, slow... and, yes, romantic song came on, making the two chosen people's eyes widen.

"Well, go on, then," George practically cooed, mirth evident in his voice. Ron awkwardly raised his arms to Hermione's waist level, but she took a step back.

"I refuse," she growled, but Fred sneaked up behind her and pushed her against Ron, who yelped and immediately threw his arms up, making poor Hermione fall to the floor of the stage. Many people laughed, but my eyebrows creased in concern. Was she alright? At the raged look on her face, I could tell that she both was and wasn't, and I decided not to stick around to find out. Giving Harry and awkward good-luck pat on the arm, I ducked and crept through the crowd until I reached the stands. I climbed over, and walked along until I found Sneaky, Talon, and Tawny, who were sitting by Crissy, Niagara, Alice Arnett, another Gryffindor named Christina Bansel, and another Ravenclaw named Mila Hansen. In the row behind them sat five guys: two Gryffindors named Tony Walters and Josh Trent, a Hufflepuff named Henry Painter, and two Ravenclaws, Caden Dentra and Micheal Harris. They were all laughing hysterically at Hermione, who was now having a shouting match with Ron and the twins (and was winning), so I sent them a glare before I sat down between Sneaky and Tawny. I get the feeling that they weren't very intimidated.

"Hey, Breeze, why'd you run off?" Tawny asked.

"Dumbledore is watching Harry," I hissed, glancing up at the boys to make sure they weren't listening.

"Harry?" she gasped. "Harry POTTER? You went to talk to Harry POTTER?"

"Yes, I sat with him on the train, remember? Now, shh!" I hushed her, seeing Caden glance curiously at us for a moment.

Tawny turned around to look at Dumbledore, and followed his gaze to where i could see Harry's messy black hair through the mass of people crowding around the stage. "Blimey," she breathed. "So, he's come here just to watch Potter?"

"Definitely, you should have seen how Harry reacted. He definitely knew why, too."

"Why, then?" she asked eagerly.

"I don't know." She gave me a disbelieving look, and I sighed. "Honestly! I really don't know! He wouldn't tell me!"

"We'll just have to find out, then."

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A few hours of more sugar-consuming, crazy dancing, and randomness later, and we were on our way back to the castle, as the sun was beginning to drop below the horizon. Once again, we were extremely hyper.

"WE ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER!" I sang loudly.

"What? I thought you liked us! What did we do? Are we not awesomely fun enough?" Talon asked, sounding hurt.

"It's a song, Talon," Tawny said.

"Oh. Well, that was completely out of context. WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO MEAN?" Talon began to sing.

"Stop singing Taylor Swift songs!" Sneaky interrupted.

"How do you know Taylor Swift?"

"Just because I'm pureblooded doesn't mean I can't listen to muggle music every once in a while!"

"LATELY I'VE BEEN, I'VE BEEN LOSING SLEEP, DREAMING ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE COULD BE!" Tawny bellowed (in song!).

"Speaking of what we could be, let's meet in the library tomorrow to do more research on animagi," Talon suggested.

"Oh, come on, Talon! GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUUUUN!"

"SNEAKY'S SINGING AGAIN!"

"Oh, SHUT UP! I can do whatever I want!"

"No, I think we should do a little research tomorrow," I said. "After all, imagine all the fun we would have if we could turn into animals!"

"Yeah, sure," Tawny said. "Meet you there tomorrow, let's say around ten again!" We had reached the front doors. We said good bye, and then split up to go to our common rooms.

Later on, I shoved Amy off of my bed and collapsed, falling asleep almost instantly. What a day it had been. An awesome day, no doubt, but also a very exhausting day.

But this weekend wasn't over yet. The next day, we had work to do.

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A/N: OMG, that was a super long, hopefully awesome chapter- over 4,000 words, a new record for me! I say that a lot, but I guess the steadily-growing length of my chapters just show how much good practice can do for you :)

Nevertheless, this chapter was extremely hard to write for some reason, and it's miraculous that it turned out this long. I hope you liked it! Now, Talon can stop pestering me about updating! Yay! *sarcastic twirling of finger in sarcastic celebration of sarcasticness*

But no, seriously, Talon, I hope it was worth the wait. I know you've been waiting for the party chapter ever since you suggested it before I posted the first-day-of-classes-chapter, so I hope it fits your desires.

RANDOM STATEMENT OF THE DAY: I like to think, for some reason, that the song "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield has a hidden meaning for authors XD IRDK...

Please review, and I'd like to thank all of you who have reviewed since I last thanked reviewers! Hope you enjoyed this!

-Breeze