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"We need that touch from the one we love, almost as much as we need air to breathe."
THIRD PERSON POV
The Gryffindor party ended only when Professor McGonagall turned up in her tartan dressing gown and hair net at one in the morning, to insist that they all go to bed. Harry and Ron climbed the stairs to their dormitory, still discussing the match.
At last, exhausted, Harry climbed into bed almost instantly drifting off to sleep....He had a very strange dream. He was walking through a forest, his Firebolt over his shoulder, following something silvery-white.
Anxious to catch up with it, he sped up, but as he moved faster, so did his quarry. Then he turned a corner into a clearing and -
"AAARRGGHH! NOOO!
Harry woke as suddenly as though he'd been hit in the face. Disoriented in the total darkness, he fumbled with his hangings, he could hear movements around him, and Seamus Finnigan's voice from the other side of the room:
"What's going on?"Harry thought he heard the dormitory door slam. At last finding thedivide in his curtains, he ripped them back, and at the same moment,Dean Thomas lit his lamp
Ron was sitting up in bed, the hangings torn from one side, a look ofutmost terror on his face."Black! Sirius Black! With a knife!"
"What?" Sirius bellowed his eyes wide. Everyone else looked at him shocked. "What are you doing there with a knife black? Planning to murder the fourteenth person?" Snape snickered causing James, Remus, Lily and Briony to glare at him. "That man has gone mad I swear" Sirius mumbled under his breath.
"What?"
"Here! Just now! Slashed the curtains! Woke me up!"
"You sure you weren't dreaming, Ron?" said Dean.
"Look at the curtains! I tell you, he was here!"They all scrambled out of bed; Harry reached the dormitory door first,and they sprinted back down the staircase. Doors opened behind them, and sleepy voices called after them.
"Who shouted?"
"What're you doing?"
The common room was lit with the glow of the dying fire, still littered with the debris from the party. It was deserted.
"Are you sure you weren't dreaming, Ron?"
"I'm telling you, I saw him!"
"What's all the noise?"
"Professor McGonagall told us to go to bed!"
A few of the girls along with Adalyn, Arilene, Hermione and Shira had come down their staircase, pulling or, dressing gowns and yawning. Boys, too, were reappearing.
"Excellent, are we carrying on?" said Fred Weasley brightly.
The students laughed lightly. Fred and george seemed like a replica of James and Sirius.
YOU ARE READING
The Turn Of Events (Harry Potter)
FanfictionIt's the year 1978, and the students of Hogwarts gather in the Great Hall to have breakfast. Suddenly, an unexpected set of seven books came with a small note. What happens when the past gets to know about the future? Will there be chaos or truce...
