The Dreams We Dream by lockedinaroom

Rating: G
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 6
Published: 25/03/2006
Last Updated: 25/03/2006
Status: Completed

One-shot, futurefic, AU because of Sirius, light and fluffy. It's about a dream I had of
Harry, Hermione, and Sirius.




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**Title:** The Dreams We Dream

**By:** lockedinaroom

**Summary:** A regular day in the life of grown up Mr. and Mrs. Potter

**A/N:** One-shot. Furutefic. AU because Sirius is still alive. This was inspired by a dream
I had the other night. I embellished in places because it was a very short dream. I also wrote
myself out of the dream because self-insertion fics are stupid and weird. I can’t believe I asked
Hermione if she ever lost control of her magic because of hormones! I’m such an idiot! It was a
really weird dream because it felt so real. I was having a casual conversation with Harry and
Hermione as if I’d known them for years.

Either the Good Lord had graced me with this dream or I’m starting to go schizoid. Either way,
I’m happy. Hmm… I had a prophetic dream about how bad HBP was going to be… Maybe this is a
sign…

*Psalm 4:8 – “I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in
safety.*

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Sirius made his way to the back door and down the steps of the back porch to find Harry and
Hermione looking under the hood of their car. It was a rather funny sight. Harry was trying to look
like an experienced mechanic and Hermione was looking at him like she could better. Sirius watched
for a few minutes when he saw Harry pull out his wand.

Hermione grabbed his arm from behind and shouted, “Harry! You can’t use magic on a car! Mr.
Weasley will be on you like white on rice. Or did you forget a certain car ride in second
year?”

“Right. You can’t bewitch muggle artifacts, especially Fords.” Harry saw Hermione’s eyes roll
and he smiled. “It’s too unpredictable. Where’s Sirius? He may know what to do.”

“Yeah, I hope he’s home. I need to pee like a race-horse.”

At that, Harry raised an eyebrow and Hermione just smiled. Harry thought it was hormones that
made Hermione use slightly more colorful language. You see, Hermione was seven months pregnant.

“Ahem.” Sirius grunted.

Hermione looked up, seemingly startled, and said, “Oh, lord, Sirius, I’ve got to use the
bathroom! I’ll be right back!”

She then ran off towards the house. Sirius didn’t have time to say, “You know where it is.” He
just laughed and turned his attention to Harry.

“So much for the welcoming committee, huh?” Sirius said.

“I swear I got ripped off at that muggle dealership. I had to buy it because Hermione refuses to
apparate because she’s with child.”

Sirius laughed again, “With child? Isn’t that a little old fashioned?”

Harry looked slightly affronted. “No, it’s not!” He snapped. He then started fiddling with some
part in his new car and continued, “Well, uh, I don’t know. It just sounds better than saying ‘in
her condition’, like there was something wrong with her.”

Sirius was glad to see this side of him. Harry wasn’t going to miss any of the moments in this
chapter in his life. His thoughts flashed to visions of Lily and James. James loved his wife very
much but there were times that he did take her for granted. Sirius often thought in the years since
that they should have waited a little longer to get married because James was not ready to give up
being a Marauder. He still wanted to cause mischief. But then, if they had waited, Harry might not
have been born and they would most likely be slaves of Voldemort.

Eventually, James did grow up. When James heard the prophecy, he spent every moment he could
with Harry. In the end, Harry *was* born and he *did* take care of Voldemort as the
prophecy indicated. Now, Harry was carrying on the family tradition, making up for lost time by
marrying right out of Hogwarts. James married right away because his parents were older and he
wanted to give them grandchildren. Harry married right away because he didn’t want to miss the
chance at having a family that he missed. Harry and Hermione weren’t married three months (four
months out of school) before they announced that they were having a child.

“Well, I’ll agree there’s certainly nothing wrong with her but I take it there’s something wrong
with this car.”

“Yeah, I think it’s the alternator or a bad battery. I didn’t think we’d make it here. I was
wondering if I could borrow the motorcycle to run to the auto store.” Harry said with the faintest
hint of a hopeful smile.

“You’re not taking my motorcycle. Simply for the fact that I don’t want Hermione to hex me when
I tell her that I let you on that thing. I’m wandless, you know. I can’t defend myself. However,
you can take my old granny car. Speaking of Hermione, has she lost control of her magic yet?”

“No, why do you ask?”

“Well, I remember your mother had several little outbursts when she was pregnant.”

Harry raised an eyebrow at that. “Like what?”

“Well, your mother commented one day that she felt like the size of a planet. When she did,
little objects started orbiting around her mid-section. She about hexed James and me into oblivion
because we couldn’t stop laughing.”

Harry snorted and covered his mouth. However, his laughter was cut short.

Harry looked up and saw Hermione standing on the back porch of Sirius’ home. Harry was
speechless. Hermione was wearing simple attire: a pink sleeveless shirt that hugged her growing
belly, and a floral pink skirt. Her thick brown curls were pulled back with a hair tie, with loose
curls framing her face. One hand was at her back and the other was shielding her face from the sun.
However, to Harry, she represented everything he had missed in his first eleven years of life. She
was… Stunning. Beautiful. Brilliant. She was Hope and Love wrapped in pink.

Harry took Hermione in like he was drinking the water of life. He stepped back from the car and
made his way towards the porch. Gazing into her eyes, Harry kissed her hard on the mouth. *Ok, so
he* does *have a little bit of James in him after all,* Sirius thought.

After a good ten seconds, Harry rested his head on her shoulder and said, “I love you. You know
that right?”

Hermione giggled and said, “After a scene like that, how could I forget.” She then wrapped her
arms around his shoulders and ran a stray hand through his hair. Harry reached in between and
placed a hand on her growing belly.

Sirius cleared his through and said, “All right, you two… Get a room. Harry, I’ll get you the
keys.”

“Huh?” Harry replied.

“To the car, Harry. You’ve got a house full of rooms. You don’t need mine.” At that, everyone
was clutching their stomachs from laughter.

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**A/N:** My dream was much less eventful. It was just me, Harry, Hermione, and Sirius and
they were looking at my car. I had the strange feeling that we had been friends for years and I
asked Hermione if she ever lost control and she just smiled and said no. Weird…. 0_o

Even though it was probably really horrible, please RR! Thank you!



