When I got back to the school I set out on my mission to sneak some time in with my best wizard buddies in the whole wide world, Fred and George. All I've gotta do is get in their heads, which isn't hard for me to do. Just have to plant my invitation to meet me in their heads and they will be wherever I tell them to meet me. "Psst, Fred…George meet me where we always meet." (We always meet in this room on the seventh floor. I discovered it in my first year when I needed a place to practice gymnastics. It seems to become whatever kind of room I need it to be, so it always comes in handy.)

Ten minutes later and I'm sitting in the room with Fred and George chatting away. I tell them all about the stuff with Logan and Melanie, and the death, and the fire. They tell me about their development of their snack boxes. All of the things I said gave them numerous emotions: shock, anger, happiness, more shock, and fear. All the things they told me made me laugh my ass off. No doubt they haven't changed over the summer holidays, but the change in me was obvious. It was like there was a new me; a newer, more mature, stronger me.

"So, did the fire fool them?" George asked after I finished mostly all of my story. "Of course…they are muggles. Besides, it is a totally credible story. Isn't it? It would appear as an accident to you wouldn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess you can say it would," Fred said, "but did they find them?" I laughed. "No…well they found the ashes of what used to be them. The fire destroyed everything. The inside of the house was nothing but ash by the time the muggle fire fighters got the fire out. Like I said…I made sure that everything added up and nothing looked suspicious."

"Wow! I can't believe that you had to go through all of that shit during your holiday!" George said. "Yeah, it's hard to believe little ole' me could go through all through that, but remember…I'm one tough little bitch." Fred, George, and I all busted out in laughter.

"Well, I guess I should get off to bed. It's three o' clock in the morning. Sorry again for waking ya'll up." After some more "don't worry about it's" and "no we wanted to's" I headed down to the dungeons to the Slytherin dorms.

The walk back to the Slytherin room was quiet and long. I was too tired to just orb myself there. And when the sleep deprivation starts getting to me, my mind starts playing tricks on me making me think I've already done something that I haven't. I fell asleep on the lovely lawn of Hogwarts my third year, thinking I was already in my bed. In situations like these, I always remember to pinch myself to make sure I'm where I should be.

I finally stumbled into my dorm to find Draco peacefully sleeping in our bed. (Yes, I have my own dorm that I share with Draco. Using magic to get my way is so fun!) I quietly changed and climbed into bed. My lack of sleep caused me to fall asleep instantly.

I woke up to the smell of smoke. I looked all around my room to find myself alone with no smoke in sight. The smell started getting stronger; I ran to the door to try to escape to safety. The door was locked. "Open the door! This isn't funny! If this is a joke then, the joke is over. Someone let me out!" All of a sudden I smell it. The undeniable smell of burning human flesh.

I turn around to go get my wand so I can break the door down. Coming towards me were two charred bodies. Two charred familiar bodies. It was them. It was Nathan and Rob. I tried to scream, but nothing would come out.

"Feels pretty scary being helpless don't it?" Nathan's charred corpse asked. I started to cry. "Watching your friend die, wondering if you were next," Rob's voice whispered. I finally got some words out, "You raped me you sick bastard! While he waited to be next!" Nathan's voice mocked mine.

"You sat our bodies on fire, and told them it was a drunken accident," Nathan said. "And now you stupid witch, we are going to burn you just like your ancestors!" Rob laughed.

"NO! STOP! LEAVE ME ALONE! HELP SOMEBODY HELP!" They laughed, and as they inched closer fire started to surround me. "HELP ME!" I cried. "HELP! HELP! HELP! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! DON'T KILL ME!" "BABY WAKE UP!" a disembodied voice called out.

I darted up from the bed to see Draco fearfully staring at me. He quickly pulled me into a hug and started rubbing my back. I was still crying. "It's okay. It was just a dream. No one is trying to kill you. It's okay Michelle, I'm here," he sweetly said to me as he rocked me in his arms.

I have to tell Severus. I have to let him know. I have to let him know that I killed two people with my magic. I have to turn myself in so this will end. It's not like I did it for no reason. I was defending myself. "Are you okay?" Draco said pulling me back to reality.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I need to go talk to Professor Snape." Draco gave me a questioning look. He knew that most of the time when I have to go talk to Severus whatever I have to tell him is very important. That is not only because he's the Slytherin head of house, but because he's my guardian.

"Wha…" Draco started to say, but I cut him off. "Don't worry about what is going on. I will tell you later." I kissed Draco on the cheek, magically changed clothes, and ran out the door.

I don't know what is about to happen to me, but I can't take the dreams anymore. Severus has to know and I know he will tell Dumbledore. Just them knowing the truth will shut my conscience up, I just know it.