FULL SUMMARY: Dream after dream, Harry Potter sees a girl that just give him butterflies in his stomach; he is thoroughly convinces that this girl does to Hogwarts with him. His only problem with her? Every time he comes close to seeing the face of this girl, he wakes up from his dreams. So when he tells his best gal pal Elaine Port, she laughs and tries to convince Harry that maybe his so-called "dream girl" really is just in his dreams. Is Elaine right? Or is Harry's dream girl a reality?
Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger sat in the Great Hall, waiting for their best friends. A good chunk of their time had passed since they first arrived in the dining hall. Hermione was completely finished with her breakfast while Ron was finishing his second plate.
"Where on earth could they be?" Hermione asked Ron. "It's been nearly three hours since Elaine woke up."
Ron shrugged. "She went up to wake Harry when she got to the common room."
Nodding, Hermione glanced at the doors of the Great Hall with a small frown. "I sure hope Harry's okay – especially after what happened last night."
Just then, Elaine burst through the doors of the Great Hall with Harry trailing not too far behind her. To all the watching eyes in the hall, the two Gryffindors seemed to e fighting, which, after about five years of their friendship, was normal or those two now.
"They're fighting again, aren't they?" Ron wondered.
Hermione sighed in confusion. Her gaze did not leave her two friends as they made their way to the Gryffindor table. Usually, if the two of them were fighting, Hermione was the first one to know what was happening. If she could not guess what the fight was about, Elaine would tell her eventually.
"Maybe if we pretend not to notice them, they'll solve the problem themselves!" Hermione explained to her boyfriend.
"I guess?" Ron said uneasily, shoveling a spoonful of food into his mouth.
"Morning, lovebirds!" Elaine greeted with a pleased smiled on her face. "How goes everything?"
"All right…?" Ron wondered more than stated.
Harry approached the Gryffindor table shortly after Elaine did. He took his seat beside Elaine and greeted Hermione and Ron.
"Something the matter, mate?" Harry asked.
"Nothing's wrong," Hermione replied for her boyfriend. "Something the matter with you?"
Elaine and Harry exchanged a confused glance with one another before shaking their heads.
"Not that we know of," Elaine said, piling a mountain of food on her plate. "The day's just begun… sorta; I don't see a reason for there to be a problem. Do you?"
"No, no reason at all… hey! Harry, look who's headed this way," Ron said subtly pointing at Cho Chang, the seventh year Ravenclaw, who was making her way toward Harry. "Looks like someone wants to get chummy with you again."
Side glancing at Harry, Elaine inconspicuously motioned for him to talk to the older girl. She figured that if he wanted to start looking for the girl of his dreams, he would have to start somewhere.
Harry nodded, understanding what his friend meant. Standing from his seat, he looked at Cho with a genuine smile.
"I'll see you later," he said to his friend before making his way to the Ravenclaw.
"Have fun, lover boy!" called out Elaine with a slight laugh. "That boy, I swear…"
Ron and Hermione looked at each other with confusion etched into their faces. They then turned to Elaine with dubious stares – looks that accused Elaine of knowing something that they did not.
"What?" Elaine remarked innocently, watching as Harry and Cho began to walk out of the Great Hall together.
"We just figured that after what happened last night," Ron said slowly, "you would be a little more over protective of Harry. Especially considering the fact that you hate Cho Chang so much…"
Elaine rolled her eyes. "Okay, to be clear, yes, I'm worried about Harry," she sighed, "but what happened last night was his own fault. He tripped over his own two feet. It's not Chang's fault that Harry's a klutz. Besides, if she does hurt him, she's got another thing coming."
"… are you sure everything's okay, Elaine?" Hermione asked. "You're acting pretty weird… I mean you practically gave Harry your blessing to be with Cho Chang!"
"That are the two of you are actually getting along," Ron stated.
Elaine laughed, "Yeah, that is odd, isn't it?"
Week after week passed as Harry continued to go out with numbers of girls at Hogwarts, trying his best to find "the one". He had to find the girl who would stop his dreams of repeating; however, girl after girl, Harry realized the empty feeling inside, a feeling that did not correspond with how he felt in his dreams.
"Harry, what if they really are just dreams?" Elaine tried again for the first time in a month. "Let it go…"
"Elaine, they're not 'just dreams'," Harry said, collapsing on the squishy armchair of the Gryffindor Common Room. "I think my subconscious is trying to tell me something…"
Elaine looked at her best friend; she knew that Harry was back from a date with one of Cho Chang's friends. That was the twentieth girl in the last month! Elaine was beginning to get annoyed with the fact that Harry had turned into a mindless dating machine… and all because he was determined to find "the girl of his dreams".
With a fake smile, Elaine stood from the couch across Harry. He made her way over to him and put her hand comfortingly on his shoulder. Inhaling quickly, Elaine began sweetly, "Harry, dear, I DON'T CARE WHAT YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS IS TRYING TO TELL YOU; YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS IS AN IGNORAMUS!"
Harry pushed Elaine's hand off his shoulder. He glared at her and said, "Elaine, I'm being serious here!"
"So am I, Harry!" Elaine replied, sitting on the armrest of Harry's chair. "I just don't want to see you get hurt because of this dream girl. Understand? You're my best friend… and the last thing I want to be stuck doing is comforting you over some absurd fantasy of yours, got it? That's what Lily is for."
"Oh yeah," Harry responded bitterly at her words, "because you're the greatest best friend anyone could have asked for, aren't you, Elaine?"
Elaine sighed, knowing that she had probably come off a little harshly. "I just… I don't want you to hurt yourself in the end. I mean, look at you, you've already dated like twenty girls from our year and still… nothing. Don't you think that if the girl of your dreams of was real, she'd have shown up by now?"
Harry pondered at Elaine's statement for a moment; she was right.
"You're a bloody genius, you know that?" Harry remarked, jumping from his spot on the armchair. "I've only dated the girl from our year! What if the girl of my dreams is from another year?"
"Cho Chang is a year older than us!" Elaine pointed out.
"Maybe she just wasn't the one," Harry said with a smile. "What if the girl of my dreams is from a different year?"
"Yea… what if she's in Slytherin?" Elaine asked. "Harry, I know I said I would support you through al of this, but I think that the chances of you finding her are equivalent to the chances of me going completely bonkers!"
Watching Elaine laughed at her own statement, Harry paused for a moment, allowing the smile on his face to widen. "So… I assume that the chances are most likely?"
"Precisely!" Elaine replied, not paying much attention to the words of Harry's question. "Oh, geez! I crack myself up!"
'Thanks, Elaine!" Harry said before Elaine could utter another word, "I'll see you in the morning, psycho!"
"Wait, Harry! What?" Elaine wondered, finally registering Harry's words. "Harry Potter! I meant that the chances were slim!"
But it was too late; by then, Harry had already bolted up the stairs to the boys' dormitory.
"Just great…" she muttered to herself, now alone in the Gryffindor Common Room. "Now he probably thinks I'm going to grow up to be a psychopath."
Harry sat under a dogwood tree near the Black Lake as the girl of his dreams laced her fingers with his. Slowly, she rested her head on his shoulders with a smile.
"Harry, how is it that you still haven't found me?" she wondered playfully as Harry rested his head against hers.
"I don't know!" he sighed in frustration. "Maybe if I could see your face or even get a name, this would be a lot easier! Please? I promise that if I get a clue, I'll find you at the speed of light-."
Giggling, the girl shook her head, which was still resting on Harry's shoulder. She gave his hand a light squeeze. "Harry, if I showed you my face, where would the mystery and fun be?"
"You think this is fun?" Harry asked. "Okay, don't get me wrong; meeting you in my dreams is practically perfect! But having every girl I go out with hate me when I explain that I don't see us having a future together… that isn't exactly my cup of tea. That and having Elaine poke fun at my every move relating to you and your existence is driving me mad!"
"Eventually the jokes will cease, Harry. I'm sure she'll even get tired of them, the girl whispered. "One day, she's come to grips with reality and realize that she was wrong all along."
"Funny you should say that," Harry said, trying to get a glimpse of her face. "Her coming to grips with reality while I'm here living in a dreamland."
"Sometimes, you reach what's real just by making believe, the girl stated.
"Will I ever get to see your face?" Harry wondered. "I'm dying to know who you are! Please grant me that one request! Just give me a clue about who you might be!"
Sighing, she replied, "Anything for you, Harry. Here's the deal: meet me at the Quidditch Pitch tomorrow evening when everyone else is at dinner."
"Are you saying that you're actually going to let me know who you are?" wondered Harry excitedly.
Harry felt her nod. "Anything for you," she said," to stop pestering me about who I really am!"
- author's note -
[rewritten]: March 24, 2014
[republished]: March 24, 2014
[last updated]: March 24, 2014
[word count]: 1,639 words without a/n or summary.
[mv comments]: thank you for reading this. it's been a really long day of reworking things for the sake of the story's end. don't forget to leave a review.