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Chapter 7: the dream

A/n I may make some chapters in a different character's POV. If the chapter doesn't say it's someone else, it's just bailey :P hey y'all as I write this its Christmas Day so merry Xmas xD. Jingle bells, jingle bells...

Oh, btw, Bailey's full name is Bailey Calla Leo Spencer. Just puttin that out there ;)

Ch. 7

The dream

I was happily munching on all sorts of magical goodies that I had bought from a stout witch who had had a cart full of pumpkin juice and candy, Albus and Rose doing the same. We watched trees and hills roll by out the window, spotting stranger and stranger creatures as we got closer to school. I could've sworn I saw a unicorn.

The weather outside wasn't bad, it had rained earlier, but the sun was out now. I was longing for my iPod, which still sat in a drawer in my room back at the Potters' house. I liked to listen to sad music and look out the window, pretending to be in a music video. I guessed wizards didn't know about music videos...

I realized I was drifting to sleep.

Before I could stop myself, I was dreaming...

War. War was everywhere.

I was falling, falling off of a tower, screaming, going to die. I thought the dream would shift, I had never hit the bottom in my dreams. But it continued, I was still there. Lying on the floor, shaking. He came.

He was a vile creature, matted grey hair, dirty, and his blue eyes were as cold as steel. He approached, rapidly on all fours, like an animal, like a wolf. I shivered in horror as he bit my neck, silencing me. I shook, feeling his canine- like teeth sink into my neck.

Then I heard a voice, unfamiliar and harsh, whispering,"Beware, Child, of blood on the full moon

Although the dream had felt short, it had lasted for hours, as it repeated, over and over, absolute torture. A bit of me died inside, every time.

I woke on the floor to the sound of a terrifying, horror- movie scream. Oh wait, that was me. I couldn't move, I was paralyzed, I shook like I had in the dream...

Albus was there. Albus, and Rose, and James had come too. I wasn't falling. I was on the train. I was safe. I was alive.

My neck hurt.

"-fell off, screaming. I'm not sure exactly what happened." Came the voice of a worried Albus. "Will she be okay, professor?" That was when I noticed another person in the little room. "Well, I'm no madam Pomphrey, but I think she'll be fine. Just give her these herbs to drink when she wakes up." The man left the room.

As soon as I was able to move, I sat up and immediately hugged Albus, who was kneeling next to me. Tears streamed silently down my face. "It was so real... The battle... The man..." I shuddered and sat there, feeling everyone's eyes on me. Albus felt confused, like he wasn't sure why I was hugging him (which he wasn't), but he let me sit there, feeling lost. I sat up and pulled myself back onto the seat, my head in my hands.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked up. James was by my side, looking down at me. "Here, drink this," he said, holding a cup of some sort of hot tea out to me,"Professer Longbottom said it would help calm you down."

I felt like an idiot, like a helpless baby, as I sat in silence, drinking my dang tea. I have one bad dream, I have to cry about it. I wanted to slap myself. James said,"All right, flower, I'm heading back to my compartment. Stay safe."

Albus and Rose started talking to each other, but I said nothing, watching the hills that had lost their magic.

I sat, thinking. That dream had been much too real to have been just another dream, I had never woken up screaming like that before. I shook as I realized that that must've happened to someone else.