Author's Note: Sorry this took so long guys. I am trying to build trust here. However my computer was on the fritz and I had to wait for my fiancé to have an off day to fix it. #reallifeproblems anyway I love you! READ REVIEW FAVORITE IT!

I open my eyes and I am surrounded by a thick fog. Blades of wet grass tickle my ears as I lay on the ground. I sit up and try to get some idea of where I am. I know that I am asleep and that this is that dream that I have been having for the last few weeks. I think it began sometime in June. At least 4 times a week, I find myself in this circle of fog. I am wearing a flowy, satin nightgown with thin straps that comes down to my knees and a lace, floor-length, long sleeve robe, both are a slate grey color. It's such a pretentious outfit to be considered nightclothes. I shake my head and wrap the robe around me to try to cover up my cleavage. Suddenly, I smelled some man's cologne. That's new. Usually I am alone in these dreams, or at least I feel alone. I spend most of the time walking around looking for something or someone. "Who's here?" I called out. There was no response. I started to walk forward, brushing grass off my robe. I feel a pull in my chest, as though I need to find this man. I start to run, my hair and my robe billowing out behind me. I no longer care about being indecent. "Hello?" I look around frantic and struggle to control my breathing. "Hello? Who is out there?" I yell. I turn in a circle slowly. I don't even know where to go to find him! This is crazy! "Where are you?" I turn around one more time and in the distance, I see a silhouette of someone. The air leaves my chest. There he is.

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ

I wake up groggy and still frantic. Turning toward the sound I knock my book and journal off the bed. My phone was vibrating on the nightstand. I answer it out of breath. "Hello?"

"Did I catch you at a bad time? Were you sleeping?" Harry's voice comes through the line sounding concerned.

"No, no, well, yes actually. I fell asleep studying." I run a hand through my hair to try to get it out of my face. "I'm fine. What's going on? Are the Dursleys giving you trouble?"

"No, they are being really quiet and leaving me alone." Harry laughed. "I called to tell you that Malfoy sent me a letter for you. I just got it."

"What?!" I sat all the way up. "What does it say? Tell me."

"Calm down tiger, I didn't open it. He sent it in a letter to me saying, "From bloke to bloke help me out. I can't seem to get a letter to your friend.""

"I wonder how long it took him to swallow his pride and just owl you?" I laughed. "What are you waiting for? Open it. Tell me what it says." I could hear paper rustling in the background.

Harry cleared his throat. "Dear Ivory, you are a hard person to get ahold of. Every owl I send off comes back unopened. My ego is insuring me that my owl simply cannot find you, and that surely you aren't just ignoring me. However, I apologize for making you uncomfortable the other day, let me make it up to you. Meet me on the train tomorrow before it takes off. I hope you are going to Hogwarts. I don't think I asked. If not, send me an owl back. Hopefully I'll be seeing you tomorrow. Yours, DM"

"Send it to me Harry! I want to see it." I said excitedly.

"Or I could just put it in my trunk and give it to you tomorrow." Harry said slowly as if I had lost my mind.

"That's right. Oh okay, fine. I can wait until tomorrow." I sighed. "I can't believe he has been trying to reach me."

"Uhh eww." I could hear him fake gag. "Good night Hermione."

"Thank you Harry!" He hung up before I could tell him good night. I pulled out my dream journal and jotted down the new dream, noting that there was someone in it this time. "I wonder what that means." I mumble out loud. I fell back onto my bed and sighed. I couldn't wait to get to the train tomorrow. I'll make sure to wear something under my robes Ivory-like so I can change my appearance easily. I closed my eyes and pulled my duvet up to my chin. Tomorrow would be a great day.

Turning around quickly in a fog as thick as this is ill-advised but I was startled because I heard someone just now. There was a girl in the distance. It looked like she was running toward me but she never got closer. Should I call out to her? What if she's in danger? What if I'm in danger? What if all that noise she is making only makes whatever is after her find the both of us? Why am I such a coward? I put my hand up to try to signal to her and just as I am about to call out to her she disappears. All at once I feel like I lose my mind because I instantly start to run towards where she was, yelling like a lunatic. "Hello! Hello! Are you there? Are you okay? Please be okay, please be okay…" I say the phase to myself over and over again. Did I let something happen to her? Is this my fault? After running for what seems like forever, I fall to my knees and my hands grip my hair. "Please be okay."