The Girl Who Was Forgotten

Chapter 24: Waking Dreams

Sun was shining on my face, waking me up from dreamless sleep, wait why is sun on my face? The slytherin dorms are underwater we do not have sunlight!

I bolted upright freaking up a little, to find I was in the infirmary, why am I in the infirmary?

"Oh good your awake," said Prompfry as she bustled into the room. I looked around the room to find I was the only one in here so she was obviously talking to me. "Uh yeah, I guess so... Um what am I doing here?" I asked, scooting backwards so that I was leaning up against the headboard."You don't remember anything?"  She asked her eyebrows rising slightly.

"Should I?" Oh my goodness! did I eat someone? Do I have Liver in my teeth? Nope...

"No, no. Excuse me for a minuet," She said and walked away, into her office. This was so weird, I fell asleep in my bed and I woke up here, what happened to me? I caught myself running my tongue across my teeth in search for the flesh of my victims but found none. then what the hell was going on? 

I sat there for 15 minutes twiddling my thumbs until madam Pompfry came back, "Professor Dumbledore would like to talk with you," she said looking me up and down, for a woman who only looked like she was in her late 20's she acted like an old bag. "I'll go to his office then," I said swinging my feet onto the cold floor. "No he's coming here as we speak," she said pushing me back down onto the bed. 

This was so weird. 

 After a couple more minuets of thumb twiddling, Dumbledore finally walked into the infirmary. "Headmaster your finally here," said Pompfry walking up to him as if she had just saw a spider."Perhaps we should speak in you office Poppy," he said not so inconspicuously glancing over at me. I groaned and fell back onto the bed dramatically. 

Chuckling Dumbledore motioned to 'Poppy' to show the way to her office, as if he didn't know. What a @%@%^$@$##@*@#&(#$@^@$#@%#^%&@#$&!@&##^*@%@& ^&!@#%#@*@^#&@^%#@&#@&#%@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay rant over.

I decided that I wasn't having any of their shit so I got and and planted my but  in the middle of the room, I was not going to leave that spot in till somebody tells me what in Merlin's name I freaking did! 

Dumbledore and Pompfrey took a few steps out of the office before realising I was sitting cross legged on the cold concrete  floor. "What are you doing out of bed?" asked Pompfrey looking like she was about to pop a vein. "Protesting," I replied as if it was as normal as boring people. "Why may I ask, are you protesting?" asked Dumbledore his energy a bright pink, meaning he was very amused, Pompfrey's on the other hand made the sun look like a candle. Big, Hot and Angry. 

"Because nobody's telling why I am in the infirmary and what the hell I did!" I exclaimed hitting my hands on the floor ( which really hurt might I add).

"what makes you think that you did something?" Dumbledore said, sitting on the bed I as in before, and placing his hands in is lap.

"If I didn't whats with all the secrecy?!" I yelled getting more and more pissed off by the second.

"Have you ever heard the term 'waking dreams'?"

"No," I said getting up. Finally some answers!

"It is when a persons dreams follow them into the waking world, they are in every sense awake but dreams fill their vision and they often harm others or themselves," Dumbledore said staring at me, hardly blinking, it was quite unnerving. 

"But if they live out their dreams how can they harm others, maybe they might try to eat them because they're dreaming about marshmallows but other then that it ant be that bad," I said confused, what did this have to do with me?