A/N: When I wrote this part on my typewriter (I wasn't allowed on the computer for a while) this was originally included in the third chapter. But when I typed the third chapter on the computer I made it longer, and I decided to split the third chapter in two.
All a Dream
Chapter 4
Harry talked with Ron and his parents for the next half hour. It was mostly Harry describing the world he knew so well in his dream, and in how many ways it was different from the one he was in now. It was just after Ron contradicting Harry on the size of History of Magic classroom that Harry remembered that he didn't have his wand.
"Oh, Ron was given 'custody' of it for you, dear," said Lily. Ron then reached into his jacket pocket and withdrew the Phoenix feather wand. Harry's heart jumped at the prospect of using his wand in the real world as he took it from Ron, and he then immediately wondered why it was so special. He'd done magic before. Then again, what if he'd dreamt all the spells he thought he knew? What if he didn't know anything, really? He hesitated.
"You should know all the usual spells, Harry," said James, as though he'd read Harry's mind. "The healers knew you were having a lot of brain activity, extracted your most recent memory and found that you were living in a dream world. We taught you magic from here. Every now and then, the professors at Hogwarts would send us the curriculum for your subjects you chose in your dreams. We'd tell you the instructions for each new spell or potion you had to do. After an hour or so, we'd check your memory to see if you'd accomplished your work. You should know the same spells as the rest of your class."
This speech relieved Harry of his worries, though he still couldn't find a spell he wanted to perform. This time there were too many that came to mind. After a few suggestions from Ron and his parents, Harry decided on...
"Wingardium Leviosa," said Harry, swishing and flicking his wand at a flower in a vase beside his bed. The flower soared out of the vase, hit the ceiling, and descended to the end of Harry's bed, right at his feet. Harry smiled with satisfaction.
A/N: So, this isn't the long chapter that was requested, but do not fear. There should be a good, long monologue coming up in the next chapter.
