Megan Potter Book 1 *Editing*

Chapter 31. Finally luck is on my side

31. For once luck is on my side.

Megan POV

Three uneventful months had passed by with many unsuccessful escape attempts. I had just been caught at another.

I had been creeping up the steps to the door and I had tried a spell I'd seen in a book. The door had unlocked and I'd been delighted. Until I was caught tiptoeing through the hall and toward the front door.

Damon was dragging me into my room by my ear.

"I don't know how you got out-"

"I needed to pee!" I cried desperate for an excuse. "I'm sorry but it's hardly my fault you wont let me go to the bathroom when I need to. Ow! You'd be surprised what someone will do when they're busting, Ow ow let go! I wish I knew how I did it then maybe I could do it again."

This Damon seemed to believe and he seemed almost relieved. I was glad maybe I could try that again some other time. He let me go and opened his mouth to yell at me and tell me off or whatever.

Just at that moment Victoria walked in. I'd seen her a few times over the past few months. She seemed to have been told to keep away from me so she didn't lose her temper and kill me or something like that. Fine by me.

"Damon, tonight's the night, the Dark Lord will come back to us in his own body. We will be able to put his plans to work soon. Oh I can taste the sweetness of victory over- oh whoops better not blab about our plans around her."

Victoria sniggered and left closely followed by Damon.

The only thing I understood from that was that shit was going to go down at Hogwarts tonight. I was planning on watching.

I sat and thought about the other times I had visited my friends in my dreams. I had wished to see them. Maybe that was the key. I wasn't sure what to wish to see.

Harry was sure to be involved I mean seriously he'll hunt down Quirrell thinking he's foiling Snape's plan or something. Sometimes he can be so thick. So I would go to bed quite early and wish to see Harry in my dreams.

***~***~***

The hours had passed by slowly. Finally I could go to bed and it wasn't too early. I could pass it off as legit tiredness if they asked.

I want to see Harry and what he's doing, I thought and fell instantly into a dream filled sleep.

*** Dream***

I was in the Gryffindor common room which was empty except for Harry, Ron and Hermione, oh and Neville who seemed to be hiding behind an armchair. Weird. Harry, Ron and Hermione didn't seem to know Neville was there.

"Come on," cried Harry in a whisper. "We need to hurry up if we're going to stop him."

Neville got up and stood in front of the portrait hole.

"You're going out again aren't you," he cried.

"Neville!" Harry yelled in surprise. "You don't know what your talking about. We were- we were going too-"

"No I won't let you do it. You'll get in trouble again and then you'll lose even more house points. Gryffindor are already coming last."

"Neville you don't understand, we have to do this it's important," Hermione tried to reason with him. "Just go back to bed I promise we won't get caught."

"I thought you'd understand," Neville looked shocked by Hermione's words. "I'll-I'll fight you!" he cried balling up his fists and jumping about in a horrible fighting stance.