𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐃𝐎𝐌

Chapter 29

Harry woke to the sound of running water from the bathroom. He opened his eyes and everything was blurry. As usual he slipped on his glasses and got out of bed. He was still a bit tired. Albus came from the bathroom and gave a nod as a greeting. Harry returned it. Harry dressed as did Albus. It was time for breakfast so they walked together down the hallway.

“That was a terrible dream,” Harry said softly. “I want you to know I understand why you were there.”

“I am only trying to make you see him for what he is, Harry. Somehow, your perception of Voldemort has become twisted. It’s not your fault. He has taken advantage of your kind nature and poisoned your mind. I am only trying to help you.”

“He will not be happy with me in future dreams, sir. He is angry. I can feel it already.”

They entered the Hall and Albus patted his shoulder before they split up. Harry went over to the breakfast table where Ron and Hermione were sitting. Ron was shoveling from his plate like he’d never even seen food, and Hermione was picking at her fruit delicately as always. Harry sat and piled his plate with eggs and toast and began to eat.

“You were with Dumbledore last night?” Ron asked.

“Yes. It was nice. I learned a bit about my metamorphing junk. It’s cool,” Harry said eating his eggs. “I love eggs.”

“Morning,” Draco said sliding onto the bench next to Harry. Harry smiled and leaned to give him a quick morning peck. “Don’t kiss me when you are eating eggs, Harry.”

“I love eggs. So sue me, already,” Harry said.

“So what is everyone doing on this beautiful Sunday?” Draco asked.

“Maybe we could just…I don’t know. Hang out in the common room, or…go down by the lake for awhile?” Ron suggested.

“I have some things to look up in the Library. Oh, Draco, did you know that I have a permanent Restricted Section pass?” Hermione bragged wiggling her eyebrows. Draco became excited.

“Really? Can we go?” Draco asked.

“Sure. I’ll get the books and let you read what you want. I have a few already,” Hermione said. Ron and Harry rolled their eyes.

“You two are just alike,” Harry said. “It’s the last day of the weekend. Let’s have some fun before classes tomorrow.”

“Harry’s right, Herm. Lighten up. Term’s barely started,” Ron said.

Draco and Hermione started discussing different books in the library and Harry and Ron were eating. Harry felt the tingle in his scar again and sat upright for a moment and felt around the school with his mind. He narrowed his eyes and concentrated. Something was wrong. Definitely wrong. Harry flooded with a fear and he rubbed his scar with his fingertip and concentrated.

“Hell, Harry, not the scar thing so early in the morning,” Ron said in a huff. Harry’s eyes flew open.

“Oh holy shit,” Harry said as he stood. Harry jumped over the table spilling Ron’s juice and hurried as fast as he could in desperation to Severus.

“Severus! Hurry give me your arm. NOW!” Harry yelled in a whisper to keep the other students from overhearing. “Hurry!”

“Harry, I can’t. Not here. There’s…” Severus said quietly

“Hurry! This is serious!” Harry spat, his eyes full of fear. Severus rolled up his sleeve under the table and lay his arm on the table. Harry immediately grabbed it. Albus and Minerva rushed over.