Here you go! Yet another chapter! This chapter will answer some of the questions my AMAZING reviewers sent me, but not all because then the story would pretty much be over and boring if you found all of my secrets out in the second chapter! Also, I saw the new Harry Potter movie (Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part I) and I was super impressed! It was amazing and except for a few minor details it stuck to the book really well so I definitely recommend y'all go see it! It was infinitely better than the 6th movie! Anyway… enough completely irrelevant chatter… hope you like the 2nd Chapter!

Somnium Vates

Sarah shot up abruptly as soon as her eyes shot open. Tears were flooding her cheeks as she tried her best to choke back the sobs that were escaping her throat in rugged gasps. She remembered everything. Ron's face as he died. Harry's disappearance. The twins. Mr. Weasley. Dumbledore. Everyone. They were all gone. Forever. Somehow Sarah instinctively knew this was no dream. She remembered everything from her life as Hermione as clearly as her own, and yet, now that she was awake, she no longer felt like she was her. She wasn't Hermione. The memories she held of her strange dream were distant, as if she had witnessed the events in third person. She was not Hermione, but still she felt her pain. She felt with every fiber of her being the pain that shot through Hermione's chest as Ron gave his life so she might live. She felt the sorrow and desperation of her loss of Harry. She felt the shattered kinship of Hermione's relationship with the Weasleys as they were killed off in the heat of battle, but the other memories were worse. It was not just Hermione's friends who had been killed.

Tears spilled down her cheeks as she remembered just why Harry was an orphan. Her best friend, Lily, had died before her son had even had the chance to get to know what a wonderful woman she was. James too, she was friends with James and the knowledge that he and Lily finally worked things out was just enough to make her smile for a few moments before the tears returned. She remembered the suffering Sirius had endured and his heart wrenching death. She remembered Remus, mangled and bloody on the battlefield. Everyone was gone. The tears continued to fall.

"Sarah?" Lily questioned sleepily, rubbing her bleary eyes as she sat up in bed. "Oh Sarah, what happened?" her friend inquired, running over to wrap her arms around her quaking friend in a comforting embrace. Sarah sobbed harder, unable to reply as tears clogged her voice and detained her breath.

"Shh, it's all right. Whatever it was, it was just a dream. It was just a dream, Sarah. Shh," Lily comforted, rubbing circles on Sarah's back as she rocked back and forth on her bed.

When Sarah's sobs finally subsided she untangled herself from the arms of the concerned ginger and wiped her eyes dry. She really didn't want to discuss her dream-that-was-not-a-dream with anyone, nonetheless Lily, who had died. She got the feeling this was information meant for her and her alone. What she wanted more than anything else at that moment was to go to the library. Surely they had a book on dreams such as hers somewhere.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Lily asked, concerned. She had never seen her friend react to anything, nonetheless a dream, in such a manner. Her eyes were bloodshot and red from tears and the trails where they had fallen still stained her cheeks. Her hair had come out of her typical braid, presumably from tossing and turning in her sleep.

"No Lily, I really, really don't. Can we just not talk about it?" Sarah begged, her eyes somehow different in Lily's eyes, as if she had seen enough sorrow to last her a lifetime. Lily decided to follow her wishes.

"Okay. Do you want to just go ahead and head down to breakfast? It's already nine so we won't be missing out on our weekend snooze too much," Lily joked, smiling as her small jibe worked and the corners of Sarah's mouth quirked up into a smile. "I'll go hop in the shower, I'll be out in a minute."

"Okay," Sarah replied, turning to her wardrobe and selecting a pair of bellbottoms and a vibrant purple blouse before pulling the top half of her hair up into a twist and letting the rest fall past her shoulders. Her hands were trembling slightly as she performed the simple spells to apply her usual light covering of make-up before walking over to her purse and making sure she had everything she would need for a day in Hogsmead. It was their first of the year and even with the memory of her strange dream looming over her head she couldn't help but feel excited. She simply loved that little wizarding villiage.

"LILY! HURRY UP!" she called out impatiently five minutes later when her friend still hadn't come out of the bathroom.

"Oh shove off Sarah! I'm almost done!" she called back, performing a quick drying spell on her hair as she exited the bathroom and smirked at Sarah's impatience.

"Well look who's all dolled up today, you know, if I didn't know you better, I would have thought you were actually excited about this date you have with Potter. Since when do you wear dresses?" Sarah teased, returning the smirk and cockily shutting the doors of her wardrobe with a quick flick of her wand.

"Why you! You better get your skinny little arse out that door right now before I decide to hex it off for that snide remark! At least I have a date!"

"Oh? You say that as if I don't…" the brunette teased, raising an eyebrow as she held the door open for her friend who's complexion was growing even more red by the minute.

"Sarah Jean Good! You got a date and didn't tell me? With whom?" Lily demanded, her eyes wide at the discovery of this new tid bit from the life of Sarah Jean Good. "We're best friends! We tell each other things like this!"

"Well you were so busy gushing over your date with James I never really got the chance. I had been planning to tell you when we ran into the marauders in the corridor yesterday," she replied nonchalantly, buffing her nails on her thigh.

"Well? Tell me now! Who is it?" the ginger demanded, frustrated by her friend's lack of exuberance.

"Oh, nobody special, just Sirius Black," she answered with a smirk, still buffing her nails carelessly.

"Sirius Black? But, but, that…" here she paused and thought back to all the times she had seen them whispering together in potions after they had completed their work, laughing in the halls after divination (a class Lily had never taken on sheer priciple), and swapping friendly greetings in the great hall, "that makes so much sense!"

"Yeah, it's been building for a while now, I'm really quite surrised it took me telling you for you to notice," the brunette teased, rolling her eyes and nudging her friend with her shoulder as they proceeded down the hall.

"But he's Sirius Black! He's so.. so.." Lily began before a mischievous voice behind them decided to help her out some.

"Handsome, charming, devious, fun," Sirius listed cockily as he came up behind them with James Remus and Peter in tow and slung his arm around Sarah's neck.

"Don't forget modest," Sarah teased, jabbing him in the side with her pointer finger in annoyance.

"See what I mean? I don't see what you see in him!" Lily replied exasperatedly, throwing her hands up in frustration. Sarah just laughed into Sirius's chest as he supported her the rest of the way to the great hall so she wouldn't collapse from hysteria.

"But Lily-bear that's no way to talk to my bestest friend," James pouted as he captured her hand.

"James Potter! Call me that one more time and I will personally see to it that you lose all capability to reproduce! Christ only knows it would do the world a favor to prevent whatever mutation arose in your jeans from passing on to another generation."

James was confused. He had hardly understood a single word she had said after "reprodice" and after one look at the mirth on Sarah's face and the red shade of Lily's he decided he probably didn't want to know.

Soon enough they were all situated in the great hall, surrounded by food and preparing to dig in. Quite litterally on the boys' parts. They stuffed their plates high with bacon, eggs, hash browns and toast with plenty of butter and jelly. Lily and Sarah thought they just might be sick as they watched James and Sirius in particular consume an ungodly amount of food.

"Where does it all go?" Lily asked Remus in amazement, he seemed the only one of the four who didn't appeaar as if he hadn't seen food in weeks.

"It's magic," the slightly scarred boy replied with a mischievous glint in his eyes as he smirked their way and continued to eat. They took one look at each other, rolled their eyes in exhasperation, and continued to politely butter their toast.

One hour and three plates later the boys were finally finished with breakfast and all six of them made their way out to the carrages to take them to Hogsmead. Sarah had a hard time looking Peter in the eye the whole time thanks to her "dream" (she was still convinced it was much more than a dream) and so she did her best to avoid having to talk to him or even acknowledge his presence. It wasn't easy.

"So Sarah, do you understand the muggle studies homework Prof. Burbage assigned Friday?" he asked when they were about halfway to the small wizarding villiage.

"Uh.. Um… yeah, it wasn't too bad," the small girl (at least in comparison to the four giant boy's and Lily's rather tall stature), replied, stumbling over her words slightly as she wished to be anywhere but there in that moment. She just could not shake the fact that she knew, deep down, that that dream had been true and he had really been able to so easily give up his friends. Just looking at him made her want to pull out her wand a say a spell she knew she would only live to regret and so instead she bit her toungue and put on her best "happy mask" as she proceeded to explain to him the purpose of a cinema.

"Hey, are you okay?" Sirius asked as they got out of the carriage, wrapping his arm around her waist as he whispered in her ear.

"Can we just get out of here?" she murmured, leaning her head back to whisper into his ear in kind. He nodded his head.

"Well Sarah and I are leaving, you guys have fun, I know I will!" he stated with a mischievous glint in his eye as he picked her up by the waist and threw her over his shoulder. By this time she had completely forgotten her dream as she found herself lost in the here and now.

"Sirius Orion Black! Put me down right now! You great brute, put me down!" she yelled before falling into laughter and squealing as he bagan to tickle her sides, ignoring the sharp kicks he was receiving in return. "SIRIUS!"

"Please do keep it up, I never realized how enjoyable it would be to have you scream my name!" he teased, still feverishly attacking her sides as her face went even more red (if that was possible) from embarrasment. Lily, James, Remus and Peter were in stitches as they witnessed the sight before them, all awkwardness forgotten. Next thing Sirius knew he was falling backwards, unable to move, and Sarah had sprung agilely from his back smiling at him as she twirled her wand between her fingers. Their small audience fell to the floor in laughter.

"Now now Sirius, that wasn't very nice," she taunted, motioning with her eyes for the others to leave before kneeling down over him. "You should never forget my abilities as which," she smirked. "I could leave you here all day and hang out with Remus and Peter and then you would be out a date."

With that she leant over slightly more until her face was mere milimeters from his. "But I'm not that mean, don't worry," she added with a wink, squirming a little bit on his petrified waist teasingly before winking again and releasing him from the spell attempting to get up in his moment of confusion but foiled as he immediately reached out to grab her, rolling them over in the fallen leaves of a nearby oak.

"Not so fast you saucy wench, what makes you think you can tease me and get away with it so easily," he demaned mischievously, she gulped slightly. Shit.

"But Sirius, I didn't do anthing wrong," she pleaded, pouting slightly as she looked up at him, her hazel eyes wide with fake innocence.

"Of course not, how could the beloved little Gryffindor angel ever do something wrong," he replied, rolling his eyes as he kept her pinned beneath him.

"Please get off me?" she asked, attempting begging as a new approach.

"Only on one condition," he replied, leaning in so that the whisper of his breath blew warmth across her chilled cheeks.

"Hmm, whats that?" she murmured, her eyes heavily lidded as if from sleep as she looked up at him.

"Kiss me."

She closed the almost nonexistent gap between their lips and shut her eyes, smiling into the chaste kiss that had been their first. Suddenly the scene around them changed as she drifted off, a small tear falling down her cheek as she remembered…

She was helpless, completely helpless as she watched her best friend's godfather fall backwards into the veil; his last expression that of complete shock that he had been defeated. His clear blue eyes revealed his knowledge of his fate as he slipped away…

She tried as hard as she could to shake the memory, this was supposed to be happy! She had been waiting for this for as long as she could remember! This was not a time to remember!

"Sirius!" Harry cried, fighting desperately against Remus as he attempted to reach the man who had been the closest thing to a father he had ever known. Hermione was bawling into the arms of Ron who had come up just in time to catch her as she began to sink to her knees in sorrow…

"Sirius," she bawled, grbbing him by the collar and pulling him close, trying to use him as an anchor to pull her away from the horrible memories of her dreams. Tears flooded down her face as the scene continued to play out right before her clenched eyes.

"Sirius!" Harry screamed out again in agony, his voice hoarse and broken with tears…

"Sarah! Sarah snap out of it!" Sirius demanded, worried as he pulled her trembling form into his lap, worry lacing his features as he rocked her back and forth. "Sarah I'm here, I'm okay, I'm right here," he murmured, kissing her hair and her cheek and rubbing her arms soothingly. "shh, I'm right here."

"Sirius," she cried, clutching desperately to the collar of his shirt as she buried her face in his chest. That was the last thing she said for a long time, instead she continued to cry softly into his shoulder as he rubbed her back and murmured soothingly into her hair as he rested his head atop hers.

"Sarah, what happened? What's wrong?" he asked when she had finally calmed down and was just sitting in his arms in the leaves, tear tracks staining her cheeks.

"Last night I," she paused, worried about how much she should tell him before deciding just how to continue. "I had a strange dream and.. And bad things happened… and I'm so scared," she mumbled into his chest, clenching her eyes tightly shut. "I really don't want to talk about it. Can we go to Hogsmead please? I really don't ant to think about it right now," she pleaded, hazel eyes meeting clear blue as she stared imploringly into his eyes, begging with the soft orbs for him to understand. He smiled.

"Of course, love. Whatever you want."

"Thank you," she whispered, reaching up on the tips of her toes to gently peck his lips before taking his hand and proceeding back towards the small villiage.

Two butterbeers, a pack of chocolate frogs, and three different quidditch shops later they found themselves entering a small bookshop, quite unwillingly on Sirius' part as he fought a losing battle with the pettite witch standing before him.

"Do we have to?" he whined for the twelve-thousandth time, looking around the dusty shop as if Slughorn was going to pop out from behind one of the shelves and assign him a seven page essay on the benefits of bowtruckle wings in medicinal potions brewing.

"Yes we have to," she replied with a smirk at his antics. He could be so ridiculous when he felt like it. "If you can drag me into not one but three quidditch shops then I can drag you into a bookstore for a few minutes. If you find it that bothersome the magazine stock is over there, I'm sure you can emmerse yourself in the wonderful world of quidditch for a few moments while I browse," she teased, looking at him pointedly until he finally caved and trudged his way over to the magazine section to brush up on the latest quidditch stats.

She walked around for a few minutes lazily scanning the shelves, aimlessly wandering from section to section when she saw a title that made her stop dead in her tracks. "Somnium Vates; Dream Seers."

So there you have it! My first chapter to really begin the progression of the plot! I do hope it was satisfactory even though I'm sure it's not what any of you expected. Please review and let me know what you think! I love hearing from you! -A