Vision From my Father

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I was walking into a room where there was an armchair just like in the crystal ball. I slowly walked further, fearing what I might see. As I neared the front of the armchair in the chair was the little body of my father. He looked just like the vision I saw in the crystal ball. His deep red eyes snapped open and looked at me. He then reached out his hand and touched my face. "I'm coming for you." I woke up screaming and losing control of my powers. I felt myself floating while I was still screaming, I then felt someone grab my legs and pull me down. "Nemissia its okay it was just a dream clam down!" I opened my eyes to see Harry shaking me and everyone in the room staring at me. I looked around the room and everything was a mess. A shelf was in shambles there were burn marks on the walls and the floor was wet. "What happened?" I asked when I looked back at everyone that was in the room. "That's what we would like to know after Hermione woke me up she said she found you screaming and floating in the air."
"From what she said you had strange colors swirling around your body." I breathed trying to relax. "What do you mean colors?" I asked trying to keep my mind off the dream. "Well you had colors of blue, red, and yellow swirling around you and your powers went nuts, you shot fire at the walls and then you soaked the floor and you made air destroy that shelf." Hermione said sitting on the bed next to Harry. "Nem just tell us about these dreams please we can help." I heard Mrs Wesley say as she moved closer to the bed. I shook my head and started crying. "No I'll be fine please just let me have a few minutes to myself, please." They nodded their heads and left me alone. After drying my tears I walked into the bathroom and splashed water on my face. I then changed into a pair of jeans and a black shirt with a zipper in the back. I looked in the mirror and started to curl my red hair. Over the summer I had cut my long hazel hair and dyed it blood red. Next I put on some make up to hide the bags under my eyes. After making sure I looked normal I packed up my duffel bag and pulled on my boots. Today we would be heading to the Quittish world cup.

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