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In the middle of the night—00h32

Hunter wasn't having a horrible nightmare, which was a first. It was more of like a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare. His dream was completely unexpected though. And  It starred someone he hadn't seen in a long while.

Cedric.

—Dream—

Hunter was in the same white version of King's Cross Station. There was no ugly Horcrux baby this time, nor was there any Dumbledores waiting for him.

Luckily, this time, Hunter was clothed, as he knew to ask for clothes every time he appeared in The Limbo Realm. Either Mort or Vita would be waiting for him here because they needed to speak with him, but they were nowhere to be seen.

Hunter, confused as hell and not knowing what to do, sat on a bench near the trucks. Suddenly, a train pulled in. The Hogwarts Express. Out of it stepped one happy looking Cedric Diggory, all dressed in white, like the angel he was not.

Tears collected at Hunter's toxic green orbs as he stared silently at his lover. His eyes were the only thing showing what he truly felt, otherwise he was blank and unresponsive.

"Hello, Harry—or should I say Hunter Emerson? Did ya miss me?"Cedric's gentle voice carried to him.

"Of course I did, you idiot. You know I did. I cried for you every night for two months..."Hunter responded in an almost conversational tone.

Cedric's cat-like pale green eyes softened. "You're right, Harry. I do know. I watched you for every single one of those nights. I also shed enough tears to fill the ocean. I cried for our love. I cried over my stupidity for not dodging the curse that took me away from you. I cried for the future that we should have had. What could have been, Love..."the bronze haired boy murmured as he plonked himself onto the bench next to the raven hair.

"Ric...Just answer me this...Is that Edward Cullen boy really you or not? Are you alive? I really have to know..."Hunter all but pleaded with Cedric.

"Yes and no, really. I'm not really there in a sense, since my mother did something that I cannot tell you much about."

Hunter was slowly getting pissed. His patience was being tried a lot lately.

"Look,"he growled. "I'm sorry, but I'm not really in the mood for any Luna or Dumbledore-like riddles. Just stop and be straight with me!"

"But Harry! I'm gay! Who am I supposed to love if both you and I go straight? Boobs and vaginas aren't so appealing to me..."Cedric said incredulously, all the while, he was smirking.

Hunter snorted. "Be serious."

"I can't. I'm not your Godfather. By the way, he says hello."

"That's nice,"he said with a smile. "But c'mon now. I'm not joking, Cedric."

The bronzette held up his hands in surrender.

"Alright! Alright! All I know is, my mother messed with some serious Blood and Soul Magic. She must have ended up erasing my soul, which may be how I ended up here, replacing it with a fresh new duplicate..."he muttered uneasily.

"Anything else?"

"Yeah—"but Cedric was interrupted as Hunter awoke.

—Dream—

"...H-Harry! P-Please! Wake up!"Harmony's voice filtered through his still sleepy mind as he registered being shaken awake.

He gave a snork before sitting up ramrod straight and turning to his right where the weight was on his large bed.

"Hermione?"he asked in the darkness. "Is it another nightmare?"

"Yes. Can I sleep in your bed again?"

"Sure,"Hunter said. Soon, he felt the warm weight of Harmony push into his side and pull him down to lay down flat again.

"Do you want to tell me about it?"Hunter asked her as he pulled his green and black Acromantula silk sheets over them and wrapped one arm around Harmony's waist as she cuddled close to his chest.

She nodded, her now bushy hair going into Hunter's mouth. She giggled softly when he spit it out.

She then grew somber, the fully glass wall of Hunter's large bedroom letting in the moonlight through open curtains, illuminating both of their faces.

"I saw Lavender get mauled by Greyback again. It was awful, everything was in perfect clarity, as if I were literally THERE again. I saw the floor collapse as I blew it up.... then I woke up. And when I did, I heard a REAL howl, so I panicked and ended up here..."she whispered.

"S'okay. You never have to worry about that again. Now go to sleep, sweetness,"Hunter murmured gently before giving her a kiss on her forehead. She burrowed deeper into his side. Five long minutes later, deep breathing could be heard from the brunette.

Ten minutes later as Hunter himself was about to sleep, Dusk tiptoed into the spacious bedroom and climbed up the short flight of stairs that led to the stand that held up Hunter's bed.

"Potter!"Dusk hissed.

"What, Malfoy?"Hunter grumbled tiredly.

"I had another nightmare."

Hunter became more aware now. "What was it about?"he asked kindly.

"My parents..."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No thanks..."Dusk whispered. Then he smirked.

"Hey, Potter?"the blond asked again.

"Yes, Malfoy?"Hunter asked sleepily.

"Do you mind if I...Slytherin?"

"Oh my fucking Merlin."