Harry Potter and the Immortal of Azkaban [Book 1]

The Reality Of Nightmares

Notes:

I'm back. I know it's not been two weeks yet but I was kind of motivated to write and I got excited so I did it. Therapy is going great just to let you know. And for now, I'm actually just doing homework. But last night before going to bed I had some free time so I decided to write this chapter. This one is especially long. In my notes, I write in 12 font like on a Google document and it was like eight pages long so yay.

Anyway, I'm feeling pretty good so I don't know when the next chapter will come out but it's not gonna be too long.

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Harry potter jerked awake. He was covered in sweat, breath heavy, and hard coming out in short gasps. As if he woke from a nightmare. But as we already knew, they were not nightmares.

Harry stood and woke Ron and Hermionie. Both woke up with a start. At first, they thought maybe the fire call that Myridian promised them had come in, but no, Harry was far more panicked.

"Harry? *yawn* What is wrong?" Hermione asked, rubbing her eyes.

Ron was not even really up yet; he was sort of sitting up but also, his eyes were blinking as if nobody talked to him; he would just go back to sleep.

"Snuffles is in trouble! I have to go." Harry said, running up to his room.

He almost tripped over Ron on the way. But that woke him up.

"Harry? Where are you going?" Ron asked, following him to the room.

Hermionie followed suit, not sure what it was Harry was talking about.

"Maybe you had a nightmare?" Hermione asked as she watched Harry pull out the invisibility cloak from his trunk.

"No. No, these are different. They are not nightmares; they cannot be. They are too real. I have not said anything really about this. I told Dumbledore before he left, but there was nothing he could do about it. I have these visions, but they are not visions of the future or anything like that. I have visions that I think are visions of what the Dark Lord is seeing. And I saw him just torturing my Godfather. So nightmare or not, I have to go. I have to go save him."

Ron and Hermionie Looked skeptical. But it was a given because they just woke up, and it could very well be a nightmare. But Harry was stubborn and did not want to listen to anyone, so Hermione offered a different solution.

"Well, maybe we could try to go get our cell phones back and call one of the members of the order to ask them to help us?"

But Harry just shook his head.

"It will be too late. Or from what I saw, he already looked really injured. I cannot be running around the school looking for a cell phone when he could be dying. You do not have to come with me, but I need to go." Harry said insistently.

Hermione sighed but told Harry to wait a few minutes, and she ran to the girl's dormitory. And Ron also yawned really loudly, almost a bit too loudly. And he started getting dressed as well. Even though Harry was so panicked and stressed, a small smile did ease onto his face. What great friends he had.

Once they were all ready to go, they came to a stop. How exactly were they going to get to the ministry of magic? But they never need to worry because they had the smartest witch of their generation on their side; Hermionie was already one step ahead of them.

"Okay, so I heard that you could get into the ministry of magic through a fireplace. But only certain fireplaces work in Hogwarts. But as long as you have any fireplace that's not in Hogwarts, then we are good. So I thought that we should go through the Whomping Willow tree's secret tunnel into the Shrieking Shack and then from there go into Hogsmeade and then take the first fireplace we find. It is a little tricky and somewhat dangerous, but this whole operation is dangerous in the first place. Should we do it, or do you guys have another idea?" Hermionie asked the two boys she was with.