A/N: Sorry for the late update. I had two concerts so I was very busy this week and last week. Hope you enjoy!

How am I suppose to concentrate on the test if I have a billion questions swarming my head?

Chapter 4

Harry Potter's POV

"Harry we should go tell Professor McGonagall," Hermione suggested.

"I know. I'll tell Professor McGonagall once I get done with Finals," I murmured.

No, we have to go now!" Hermione ordered.

"Okay, fine," I said giving up.

"Wait. I'm coming too!" Ron yelled as he appeared out of the dormitory.

As we walked down the halls to Professor McGonagall's office, everything around us was quiet. Very few people were up and about walking the halls, because most were trying to get last minute studying in. We knocked, then walked into Professor McGonagall's office.

"Yes?" asked Professor McGonagall without looking up from her desk.

"We need to talk to you about something urgent," Hermione said immediately.

"Alright, go ahead," Professor McGonagall said finally looking up from the papers on her desk.

There was a pause. I wasn't sure if hermione was going to tell or I was. A minute went by and Ron said, "Spill it, Harry."

"Okay," I began. I wasn't really sure where to start, so I just started with the dream, "Well, I had another bad dream, but this one was different. This time Voldemort said I already lost the battle. He didn't specify what battle. Also, he said he allied. Right after that, I saw a face in the mountain-"

"Harry," Hermione interrupted, "You didn't tell us about the face."

I ignored Hermione's comment and continued, "Then, my dream shifted. This is where things got weird. I saw this camp and everyone there was wearing orange shirts. This one guy who had black hair and sea green eyes caught my attention when he pulled a ball point pen out if his pocket. The boy uncapped the pen and it grew into a real sword!"

"Is that it?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"That's all," Hermione answered, "Unless Harry is hiding more details."

"I've got quite a lot to ponder. You guys should probably get soe final studying done. When you finish the exams come and see me in my office again," Professor McGonagall instructed.

With that, Hermione, Ron, and I left the office. As we head back to the Gryffindor Common Room I saw a shadow move across the ceiling. When looked up it was gone. I looked behind us and there was no one around. In fact, the hallway was completely silent, besides the noise of our feet.

"Did you see that?" I asked.

"See what?" Ron said looking around.

"The shadow," I answered.

"There's no shadow. Plus, there is no one in the hallway to make a shadow," Hermione explained.

I tried my best to gnome them, because I knew that I saw a shadow.

"Ahhh!" I said painfully.

Immediately my hand went to my scar. It felt like sit was burning a hole through my skull.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked worried.

"The shadow, it must of been Him," I hypothesized.

"No, actually it was me," a male voice said.

A/N: The next chapter MIGHT reveal who the voice belongs to and who wrote the letter. You may type your thoughts about the voice and the mysterious writer in the reviews. I want to see what you think.