Chasing Dragonflies

Chapter 6

Harry woke up in a cold sweat, there was a muffled moan next to him, and then a soft snore, sitting up violently he felt tears stream down his face, please just be a dream he kept telling himself, he moved out of bed.

"Harry?" Ron asked weakly as he started to wake up. Harry looked down at his boy friend and felt his heart break, he cried silently, and whispered to Ron to go back to bed. "No,"

"Please Ron, just go back to bed." Harry pleaded, his cries not so silent any more, Ron sat up right and took Harry's hand.

"What's happened?" Ron was used to Harry's night mares, and was always there to help him.

"He kills you." Harry sobbed into Ron's shoulder, Ron held Harry tight.

"Who?" Ron asked, not really caring, he wasn't going to let any one kill him, he was determined to live a long and happy life cuddled up to Harry.

"Draco, he tries to kill Hermione, but you save her." Harry cried, "He stabs you and you die in her arms." Ron felt tears stream down his face, but didn't let Harry see he just held him tighter.

"I'm not going to die Harry." Ron promised, "My love for you is to strong to let any one take me away from you, okay." Harry nodded uncertainty into Ron's shoulders.

"We have to warn her." Harry cried, finding it hard to stop.

"When did it happen?" Ron asked, "In your dream, where are we when it happens?" Ron chocked on the words.

"School." Harry said quietly, "It was light, but dark, and she was alone and then he said he loved her. And that he was sorry."

"Then what?" Ron asked, wanting to know all the details.

"He got a knife, and she screamed, and you came and..." Harry couldn't say it not again, he cried harder and harder, and Ron felt sick.

"Its okay Harry." Ron said.

"Its not okay, your going to leave me!" Harry shouted, Ron smoothed Harry the only way he new how, with a kiss, this calmed Harry down a little, but he was still crying.

"I'm not leaving you, your stuck with me, remember?" Harry nodded weakly, and held Ron tight in his arms.

0x0x0

Ron left Harry go back to sleep, even though he was restless and fidgeting, Ron held him tight and kissed his for head before getting up. He didn't wake Harry, but he couldn't sit down and do nothing. He walked into the kitchen and saw Hermione sitting down talking to Molly.

"Morning." He mumbled, his face was pale and his eyes red.

"Late night?" His mum said in almost a giggle.

"Something like that." Ron said, on the edge of tears. "Mum, can i talk to you alone please,"

"Can't it wait?" She asked, Ron shook his head, if he spoke he knew he would cry.

0x0x0

"Ron, what is it?" His mum asked as they walked into the garden, he fell into her arms.

"Harry, he.." Ron couldn't talk he was crying to much, his mum calmed him down by rubbing his back. "He had a dream, well a nightmare, but we all know they come true,"

"What was it of?" She asked softly.

"Draco, he went to kill Hermione." His mum gasped, and he couldn't continue.

"We'll have to tell Dumbledore," His mum went on.

"No listen mum, he doesn't kill her, he kills me." Ron said breathlessly, his mum stood shock still.

"No i will not hear of it." Molly said in a hushed tone, "You will not die,"

"mum, I'm scared." Ron said and hugged his mum tightly. "I don't want to die."

0x0x0

Harry woke up alone, the familiar comfort of a slight snoring Ron next to him was gone, sighing loudly to himself, he got up, the incidents of last night rushing to his head, already fallen tears stung his eyes, letting out a slight moan as the day light hit his eyes, squinting his eyes he saw Ron, crying, clinging onto his mum as if it was the last time he would be able to.

Hermione flicked through her book, staring at the words that refused to form refuge in her brain, a slow walking Harry walked in, smiling weakly hoping for a sign from his former friend, but nothing came.

"Hermy," Harry said in a pleading tone, she looked up at him, hate in her eyes. "Can we talk?"

"I have nothing to say to you." She said strongly,

"Then listen then." Harry said equally strong and stubborn, he told her all about his dream, and she stared with confusion written in her eyes. "He's going to kill you." She was silent for a moment. "But he doesn't."

"He's not a killer!" Hermione shouted, standing up and pushing her chair away, "He wouldn't hurt me."

"No, he just kills Ron, you have nothing to worry about." Harry screamed and walked out into the garden, leaving Hermione alone.

Molly rushed to the side of Harry, who sat under his favourite tree, staring at the clear sky.

"Harry dear," Molly sat next to him, not even caring about the mud. "Ron told me, its going to be okay, we'll talk to Dumbledore, he'll know what to do." Harry didn't say anything, but was joined by Ron. "We have to tell Hermione." She said, and Harry glared towards the kitchen.

"She knows." He said, "She doesn't care, she thinks I'm lying."

"What?" Ron said wondering if he had misheard his friend, "She's been acting dumb lately, but has she knocked her head or something, why would she think your lying?"

"I wish i was." Harry muttered.

"I'll talk to her." Ron said going to get up.

"No, stay with me, please." Harry begged.

"I'll go." Molly smiled, and left the boys together.

0x0x0

"Tomorrow." The voice said, with out seeing the face, the younger boy could tell he was smiling. "You will kill her tomorrow, no one would expect a school boy to do it,"

"Yes sir." The young boy said, his heart breaking at the thought of killing her.

"Do not fail me son."

"I won't. I wont fail him."

"You know what will happen if you do."

"Yes sir."

"What will happen?" The voice was demanding.

"He'll kill every one i have. He'll kill mum."