Chapter three

Albus Dumbledore woke up screaming. He had seen many horrors in his long life, but what he was seeing in his dreams were more horrible than he could imagine. In one of his dreams he had been told by a beautiful angelic voice that he was given this glimpse of the future in the hope he could prevent it, and only if he acted now did he have any chance of changing the future and preventing the horrors that were coming.

Albus knew there were real seers, even if Sybil made up her predictions most of the time. Her great grandmother was a true seer, and Albus was curious if Cassandra Trelawney was the one giving him this glimpse. Albus had a lot of thinking to do, but he also had to watch and see if the people in the dreams that were torturing and killing could be convinced that the road they were travelling could be changed.

Harry was sitting in the common room thinking about some of his, and Megan's plans. He had woken early and instead of trying to go back to sleep he would use this time to go over everything while it was quiet.

'Harry.'

'Morning Hermione, you're up early.'

'Good morning, but I usually do wake early. I stay in the dorm room, reading until it gets closer to breakfast,' Hermione hesitated then sat beside Harry, 'Are you angry with me?'

'No, I just want you to realise that I would like a little privacy and a bit of space. I care for you Hermione, you are a great friend, but you can get suffocating at times. Everyone deserves their own space and to keep things to themselves. Also, you know what my life has been like with the Dursley's, it sort of made me who I am, a person that keeps his feelings to himself.'

'I agree with you Harry, I just didn't realise I was pushing too much where it could cause me to lose my best friend.'

'We'll always be friends Hermione, you just need to stop always asking where I'm going and what I'm doing,' Harry stared at his bushy haired friend, 'Alright, I have a girlfriend, we want to keep it secret for now. You know what will happen when it's known, she won't get any peace and our lives will be splashed across the front page of the Daily Prophet. We also know there are girls inside Hogwarts that would like to get the-boy-who-lived. I know you would keep it a secret but accidents happen so we'd rather not have anyone know, just yet.'

'Alright, I get that everyone will want to have a say on who you're dating since you are the-boy-who-lived. But you know I can keep a secret, I did with the time turner last year.'

'I know, I also know you've become close to Ginny. How would you feel knowing you're keeping this secret from your friend when she fancies me? Wouldn't you feel guilty keeping this from her?'

Hermione sagged, 'Yes, I would. She keeps asking me if I believe you will notice her, as a girl and not as Ron's little sister.'

'I know she's a girl, a very pretty girl, but one I am not interested in. There are a few reasons why I would never be attracted to Ginny. My girl is everything I want, she's perfect for me.'

'Than I'm glad you've found someone right for you. But can you tell me why Ginny isn't the right girl for you?'

'I suppose it wouldn't hurt,' Harry ran his fingers through his hair, 'Alright, if my parent's lived then I'm sure I would have brothers and sisters, or at least one sibling.'

'Yes, I'm sure you would have.'

'Right, so if I had, say a sister, there is a good possibility that she may have had my mother's hair and not my father's hair.'

'True, she could have had auburn hair.'

'It's still red Hermione, even if it's different from the Weasley red. When I look at Ginny I see what my little sister might have been like. I think it would be wrong if I had any type of romantic feelings for her because of that.'

'Oh, I never thought of that, but you're right. You probably look at all the girls with red hair and think the same thing.'

'I do, like Susan Bones. Her hair is lighter than the Weasley's, but I still see what a little sister with red hair could have looked like.'

'Do you see the same when you see a woman with red hair?'

'I did, at first, with Mrs Weasley. But after I began to hear what my mother was like I realised how completely different they were. Sirius said that my mother was more carefree, but brilliant. She had a temper, which is where I get it from, but instead of yelling or hexing, she would work on plans to get back at the person who made her angry. And you could never tell when she was angry. The pictures Hagrid gave me at the end of our first year, it gave me my first glimpse of what they looked like. But it was the mirror of erised that showed me just how beautiful my mother was. I'm sure Mrs Weasley was beautiful when she was younger, and I know after having seven kids that she doesn't have time to really look after herself, not like she would have years ago. But they are complete opposites. She yells, which I hate,' Harry shuddered, 'She's overprotective and tries to stop her kids from experience life, which helps them grow up. It's why Ron is so immature, his mother smothers him too much. I know I had to grow up faster than normal, but Ron is behind us in that way by at least one to two years.'

'You're right, he is, and yes, his mother is the cause of it. Is there any other reasons you would never look at Ginny?'

'Her temper, if we were together and she acted like we've seen her act, I would break it off there and then. Also, you know why I hate it when people yell. Ginny has a habit of yelling, like her mother. Another reason is that Ron and Ginny both have the same flaw, they talk before they think. Not all the time, but they do and again if she said something I didn't like it would be over straight away.'

'Ginny is a lot like her mother, just not in looks. She does have a lot of boys beginning to take an interest. Maybe I can point this out to her which might turn her sights to them instead of you.'

'It couldn't hurt, and it might just help her out in the end.'

'Alright, I'll talk to her. But Harry, there is something that has me curious. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.'

'Ask then I'll decide.'

'When Mrs Weasley asked for you key to get your school supplies while we were at the quidditch world cup. Why did you sneak away a couple of days later to buy your things when you could have come with us, if we went?'

'For one, would you give your bank card to someone else that wasn't your parent's?'

Hermione sighed, 'No, I wouldn't, and I haven't ever given my card to anyone.'

Harry nodded, 'And two, I want to buy my own clothes, even robes. I know the Weasley family don't have a lot and I know Mrs Weasley tries to get the best she can for her family, without spending too much. I was worried that she might decide to buy me second hand robes like she does with Ron. I've spent most of my life in Dudley's second hand clothes. I can finally buy my own clothes and I'm beginning to see what style of clothes I like. Mrs. Weasley would not think of what I like, she would buy what she thought was best.'

'You have good taste, unless your girlfriend helped you out.'

Harry chuckled, 'She did, at first which helped me learn what style I like. She helped take my measurements so I could owl order clothes, if I want. She's the reason I got contact lenses. Not because she wanted me to get rid of my glasses. Every time we snogged my glasses got in the way and it began to really annoy me. But one time we got carried away and we just jumped at each other, and her face hit my glasses, which ended up causing a bruise just under her eye.'

'I never thought of that before. But kissing someone would be a little awkward with glasses.'

'If you're thinking about it then you know how to move your head so the glasses don't get in the way. But I'm sure you know just like I do that things can get carried away in the heat of the moment,' Hermione blushed making Harry laugh, 'Maybe this year you will find that out, for real instead of in your dreams.'

'Harry Potter,' Hermione scolded giving him a punch on the arm making Harry laugh louder, and Hermione huff, 'I'm way to busy to worry about boys. Besides, most boys in this place only want the girls who have bodies like Lavender, and Susan.'

'They will learn that just because a girl has big boobs doesn't mean she'll put out or be the girl for them. Sooner or later a boy will see you, Hermione. You are very pretty, I noticed you becoming more beautiful as you get older. You showed me a picture of your mother and you do look like her and she is beautiful. One day these boys will see not only the bookish Hermione Granger, but the beautiful woman she is becoming.'

'Oh Harry,' Hermione flung her arms around her friend, holding him tight. All Harry could do was hug his friend, tight. When he saw what those death eaters did to her, he wanted to rip them apart by his bare hands. He cried over Hermione's broken body, then he buried her next to her parent's. Harry just hoped he wouldn't have to relive seeing his friend raped and murdered. But if the old man didn't begin to change things, then Harry and Megan would deal with these death eaters before they could hurt anyone.

One of the biggest problems inside Hogwarts right now was the way Draco Malfoy and some of the other Slytherin's believed they could do whatever they wanted since they knew Snape would get them out of trouble. Snape was causing the students from the other three houses to become more antagonistic towards Slytherin, and the Slytherin's were getting worse and using more harmful spells on their victims. With Snape's attitude towards the students from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, and his favouritism towards Slytherin it was causing big problems that end in the deaths of many that were here now.

That is one reason why Harry and Megan wanted to deal with Snape now, which could help some of the other Slytherin's change the way they acted. Just like with any teenager, with good people around them they can learn. But if they kept having someone like Snape allowing them to get away with anything then they will continue to believe they can do anything, including murder, without any consequences. That needed to stop now.