The Hogwarts Express rambled on and on, steadily getting closer to the school, as Hunter sat in a compartment with his best friend James and James's girlfriend, Deanna. Hunter and James had been friends practically their entire lives. Like all friends, they had their disagreements. The newest disagreement was sitting across from Hunter and cuddled a little too intimately next to James. Deanna was known for her openness of her sexuality. She has been with many guys in the school, as well as a few girls. James insisted that she had changed, but Hunter wouldn't believe it.

After the lunch Hunter began his reply letter to Hallie. He tried to do this as discretely as possible, but James caught him. "Who are you writing to? Can't miss your mum already, can you?" he joked.

"No. Just this girl I met," Hunter replied, nonchalantly. This grabbed James's attention.

"So is she hot? How did you meet? Wait. If you just met then she has to be a Muggle!" At this he spoke more rapidly. "You're going to send Dirk to a Muggle? What are you, stupid?" He kept going on and on.

"Would you shut up already?" Hunter asked with a laugh. Never have been one to hide anything with his friend, Hunter explained everything that happened that summer. He would have liked if Deanna would have left, but she didn't. She made him feel very uncomfortable, and he could have swore he saw her give him a wink or two. Hunter didn't want to discuss this matter anymore and he hoped that Deanna would distract James. Luck was on his side, and within minutes they were wrapped around each other. It was as if Hunter wasn't even there. He didn't mind. Normally this would annoy him, but this was a good excuse to be left alone. The problem was he couldn't think of what to write. After a few quick notes on how much he liked her letter, Hunter sent Dirk off. Several minutes of sitting and staring out the window passed before Hunter dozed off.

He was standing in the middle of a room crowded with people. They were all looking at him. Upon looking down Hunter saw that he was wearing a tuxedo. Someone stepped towards him and grabbed his hand. He looked up into the most beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen. This girl was wearing a white dress.

"How could anyone look that beautiful?" he thought to himself. A smile appeared on his face, and it was returned. She wrapped her arms around his neck while staring up at him. He took this as a sign and put his hands on her waist. This is what true happiness was. Nothing could take away from this moment. If only it could last forever. The two lovers swayed with the music for a few minutes, not daring to move their eyes away from each other.

"I love you," she whispered up to him. Somehow, his smile got wider.

"I love you too," he said back. As he said this he leaned over and gently caressed his lips against hers. There were a few "Awes" and cheers from the crowd at this.

"Yeah, it just got better," the voice in his head said with a chuckle. She rested her head on his shoulder as the song drew to a close. Nothing was on his mind except for the beautiful woman in front of him. He would do anything to be with her the rest of his life.

"Get up! Get up!"

Hunter awoke with a start. It had been James who was shaking him and yelling. "Get off me already!" He slapped James' arms away. It was only a dream, a great dream, but only a dream. Hunter knew who the girl was. There wasn't anyone else it could be. But how could it be her? These kinds of dreams shouldn't be happening. She had said that she loved him. He did like how that sounded. "Yeah, dream on," his mind told him.

"Good to see you're awake, Sunshine. Have a nice sleep?" James asked him with a smirk.

"Have a nice snog?" Hunter retorted. The smirk was gone instantly. The sky outside the train had turned black, and the train was at a standstill at the Hogsmead Station. People were filing down the corridors and out onto the platform. Hunter picked up Dirk's cage and left the compartment. They got into a carriage. Deanna was no where to be seen, but that didn't bother Hunter at all.

Sitting inside was fellow Gryffindor, Gale Evans. Gale was in his fifth year at Hogwarts. He was a beater on the Quidditch along with Hunter. He was also what you would call a man's man. Besides James, Gale was Hunter's closest friend. James and Gale started discussing the upcoming Quidditch season, but Hunter wasn't interested. He only wanted to get to the feast and then straight to bed. He looked out the window and up at the moon. His mind trailed away to it's happiest place: Hallie. He could see her distinctly in his mind. He could even hear her talking. She had an amazing voice. It was sweet and gentle, but at the same time cute and playful, just like her personality. Then there was silence in the compartment. James and Gale were staring at Hunter.

"What's up with you?" Gale asked Hunter.

Instead it was James who answered. "Oh, he's just in love with a Muggle girl he met in London over the summer."

"Shut up! I'm not in love with her!" He swung his fist in James's direction who quickly dodged it.

"Don't lie to me," James replied as Gale laughed. They arrived at the castle without further mention of the subject. The Sorting Ceremony seemed to take no time at all, much to Hunter's liking. The feast was, as usual, delicious. Hunter took second helpings of all of his favorite foods. He was relieved when the school was dismissed to bed by Professor Finnick Hudson, the current Hogwarts Headmaster. Seeing as he was a Prefect, Hunter led the first years up to Gryffindor Tower.

"Insomniac," he said to the portrait of the Fat Lady. The portrait hole was revealed, and he climbed through and went straight up to bed after telling the new students where to go. Hopefully he could get a good nights sleep in before lessons the next day. He could only hope that his dreams would be filled with the beautiful Muggle girl that had filled his mind for weeks. "Dream on," he told himself. Her face was the last thing to go through his mind as he drifted off into a deep sleep.