Chapter 2 dream upon reflection

Harry knew he was prone to having weird dreams in life, but he never saw this coming. That night, he dreamt that he and Hermione were in Transfiguration class with Professor McGonagall and he and Hermione were holding hands under the table. Suddenly the stern faced Professor noticed them and smiled.

"Well it's about time you two got together."

Ash frowned.

"Sorry?"

"You and Miss Granger. You finally started dating."

Ash didn't understand how she knew about it.

"How?..." he began.

The teacher turned to the class.

"Everyone please congratulate the new couple," she declared and everyone gave them their best wishes. After Seamus and Dean gave him a clap on the back and a high five, things got a little creepy. Before he knew it, he was smooching with Hermione and they were wearing wedding uniforms. Then they were lying in bed as a couple. Then he woke up with a start. He sat up in bed, panting. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, grabbed his robe, and went back down to the common room. Luckily, the fire in the fireplace was still lit and he sat close to it trying to warm himself up. He sighed, as he let the silence and warmth consume him. Before long, somebody spoke.

"Mr. Potter. It's been a while." Harry looked to his side to find a familiar face.

"Dobby." He said.

"Yes. I hope Master Potter is not having trouble sleeping." said the elf and approached the boy. Harry shook his head from side to side.

"A little bit."

"Does Master Potter want to talk about his troubles?" asked the little critter and Harry smiled.

"Sure. Hop on." He said and Dobby hopped onto the sofa.

"What's troubling you Master Potter?"

Harry sighed.

"You know my friend Hermione Granger?"

"Of course. Miss Granger has set free many of the castle's elves. They are eternally grateful to her." Smiled the elf, a smile that Harry shared.

"That's good to hear."

"Did Mister Potter have a fight with Miss Granger?"

Harry sighed again.

"Kind of. Since our first year here at Hogwarts, we've been close friends and we saw each other as mostly friends. But for the Yule Ball last night, I asked her to come with me to the dance. At first, it was nice, but then we went outside to get some air and… we kissed. To be more accurate she kissed me and seemed to do it on instinct but then she ran off. After that, I came back here, went to sleep, and dreamt that we were a couple. I just don't know what to make of it. I know I like her a lot, I always have. Whenever I'm around her I feel happy and fulfilled; as if we complete each other, but now this whole situation has me all confused. You see what I mean?"

"Dobby understand sir, but if I can say so sir, I don't know how it is for humans but for house elves, such feelings are known as feelings of love and appreciation. Ones reserved for the one your heart desires." Dobby said as Harry listened and then smiled. He reached out his hand and rubbed Dobby behind the ears.

"Thanks Dobby." He said and thanked him for his wise insight.

"Dobby is happy he was able to aid Master Potter in his troubles. Dobby hopes things will be alright with him and his friends."

"Thanks buddy." Harry smiled.

"Anything sir." said the elf as he hopped off the couch tidied up a bit and left the common room. Harry continued to stare at the fire for a while, until he heard footsteps. Judging by their pace, he could tell it was Hermione. He could hear her sit down next to him on the couch. They sat together in silence, until Harry spoke.

"Can't sleep?"

"No. I've thinking a lot about what happened earlier. I stayed up half the night thinking about it. When I finally fell asleep, I dreamt that you and I were in Transfiguration class and Professor McGonagall found out that we're a couple and made everyone congratulate us. Then I dreamt that you and I got married and shared a bed as a married couple. Does that seem weird to you?"

After a moment of silence, Harry answered.

"If you think about it, it's not so weird at all. In all honesty, I had the same dream. That's why I'm down here."

Hermione sighed.

"So I guess I'm not the only one who's troubled by what happened last night."

Harry shrugged.

"It's not your fault. You acted on instinct. What happened has happened."

Hermione glared at him.

"Is that your way of saying you're mad at me for what happened and you don't want us to be friends anymore?"

"No. I'm saying what's done is done and there's no sense in mellowing over it."

Hermione sighed.

"I'm sorry I kissed you liked that Harry. It's just that, when I'm with you, I feel so happy and fulfilled. As if, we complete each other. At the time it seemed like the perfect thing to do, but we're friends and I want us to be more than friends, but I don't know if you feel the same wa…"

"Hermione?" he said.

"Harry?"

"Stop talking." He said and kissed her tenderly on the lips. He placed his hand on her palm, which rested on her knee. Once parted, he looked at her and said

"I love you too." he smiled as he looked at her. Hermione sighed happily and kissed him once again on the lips and sighed again as she rested her head on his shoulder as they sat in front of the fire as it continued to pop, while the snow began to fall, and Dobby came in to deliver their Christmas presents, and wrapped a blanket around the young couple…

The end…

Well there it is. I have to admit this is not how I originally planned it out but I got the idea of putting Dobby in so I thought 'why not'. Anyway, I hope you guys liked it and that the dream thing was not too weird...

Reviews are most welcome…

See you next time…

Peace out…