Simply fate.

Chapter five

When Hermione arrived at he tent, her friends weren't there. It was quiet and calm. She sat down in a big and soft armchair which was calling her " Hermione ! Come here and sit, look how comfy I am.". So she sat.

Hermione soon fall asleep and had a strange dream. A unicorn with a beautiful and shinny platinum mane. She was simply magnificient. But what was the most mesmerizing about the creature was her eyes. Two big grey jewels, staring at Hermione. The unicorn's eyes were deep, as they could see the whole soul of the girl. Hermione approached her and the unicorn let her. The moment the girl touched the mystic creature, it dissapeared. Hermione was now in a dark place. The unicorn was gone and it was impossible to know where she was. Suddendly, a bright light filled the place. Hermione was in a dark forest, alone. But she had the feeling that she was being observed. She turned her head and saw pale Shadow was standing behind a tree. It was a man's shadow, who was tall but hermione coudn't see his face. He waved at her and she responded, and all of the sudden he started to run. He stoped a few feet away and turned back to Hermione. She stood there, speechless. What did he want ? Her to follow him or maybe play hide-and-seek ? She chosed the first option and started to run behind him. The Shadow continued running until they both found themselves in small clearing.

There were three trees standing there. The shadow hid behind the first tree, which was a Charm. The second tree was a Cypress and the third a Weeping Willow. Hermione came closer to the trees. She was standing in front of them when suddendly the Shadow came out of his hideout to place himself in front of his tree. A minute after, another shadow came out of the second tree. This shadow was less bright than the first, it was a man too but this one was wearing glasses. He was also faceless. Finally, from the third tree, a last shadow appeared. It was greyish and quite tall and athletic. The three shadows were staring at Hermione. Then, they slowly welcome her with open arms. Hermione didn't understand loads of things in her dream, but at this exact moment she kwew she had to make a choice. But which one ? Which shadow and tree should she choose ?

They were all so different. The first was appealing but she didn't produced any warmth. Her odour was heady, smooth and tempting. The shadow was almost like Amortentia to Hermione, alluring but dangerous. The second was completly different. She produced a nice light which was warm and welcoming. Her scent was more earthy and pleasant than the first shadow. This shadow was welcoming, in a brotherhood way. The last shadow seemed almost like Hermione already knew her. Her shape and scent were in the girl's memory. Something like bread just fresh from the oven and a little bit of cinnamon. This last shadow was comforting and welcoming, but Hermione had the feeling that she already knew all of this. Nothing new, as she was used to this shadow.

Hermione didn't knew what to do. She was lost in her thoughts. "Hermione". What should she do ? "Hermione". Which one should she choose ? " Hermione". Who was calling her ? It was a soft voice. It didn't came from the shadows. Who was it ? "Hermione, wake up.". The girl felt a warm wind which blew away the forest, the clearing, the trees and the shadows.

"Wait ! Let me choose ! I need to choose !" she screamed.

Hermione opended her eyes. It was now the evening in the Wizarding World. Ginny was gently shaking in order to wake up her.

"Hey, wake up sleeping beauty." she whispered. "It's time to eat."

Hermione stood up and strech out. Everybody was back in the tent, ready to eat.

"How long did I sleep ?" asked Hermione.

"About two hours. You sure were exhausted !" said Harry who came closer to her and gave her his jumper. "Here you go. Would be dumb to catch a cold."

Hermione sniffed the jumper, it had a earthy scent, Harry's scent.

"Thanks Harry." she said. "I need to apologise. Ron, I am sorry for what I said. I should've never talk to you like that."

"It's alright Hermione. Don't worry. You were tired, that's all." said Ron. He gave Hermione a shy hug. She smelt a different odour, something as warm as bread fresh from the oven, Ron's smell.

Hermione was happy that her dream was only a dream but she couldn't stop thinking about the bright Shadow. Who could he be ? There was a sense of mystery in that dream which was very interesting for the girl. Does that dream really meant something ? Was it a message from her fate ? Hermione didn't really believed that dreams had significations, but Harry's dreams in the past had help him defeat the Dark Lord. Does this mean that her dream was a vision from her future ? Does this dream will be useful in a near future ?