The Scarlet Witch °Neville Longbottom

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1.2 |sweet dreams are made of this|

VERA had fallen asleep on the couch in the common room. Her mind drifted off into a dream while the warmth of the room comforted her.

The girl opened her eyes. Looking at her surroundings, she saw her old living room.
A young boy ran past her and she smiled. It was her brother, Levi. Smiling at the sight, she turned around following the movements of her brother. Walking out of her old living room, she was met with the face of her older brother, Eren. His cheek was covered in scratches while blood dripped out of the wounds.
Vera frowned at the sight of her late brother while he stared at her with sorrow.
The six year old Levi stopped infrotn of Eren with large eyes. Eren looked at the young boy in anger before Levi disappeared into thin air.
"Eren?"
Tears built up at the brim of her eyes while reaching towards her brother.
He smiled softly at her. Vera wanted to take his hand in hers but she just went through him like he wasn't there.
"Is this real? Or is it all just a dream?"
Eren sighed while looking at his baby sister all grown-up.
"Just because it's a dream doesn't mean it isn't real, little one."
Vera looked around at her old kitchen.
"I was just a baby when it all happened and I had to leave home but I remember everything so well."
Eren smiled while Vera looked at an old picture of the Ivanov family.
"That's because I've been here almost every night to tell you stories."
Vera frowned and exclaimed she didn't understand.
"You know I could talk to the dead when I was alive. I guess, now that I'm the dead one, I can communicate with the living."
He walked to Vera and his hand hovered over shoulder. He wanted to hold his little sister but this was the closest he could. She smiled lightly, thinking of her family and their weird powers.
"Every night I would visit you in your drrams as a child and tell you a bedtime story. Ivan wished he could see you again as well."

"What about Levi and mom?"
Eren frowned while shaking his head.
"What do you mean? They're not dead."
Vera gasped in shock. If they weren't dead they must be somewhere. Vera could see them again.
"I have to go look for them, then."
Eren shook his head and walked to his sister.
A muffled voice calling out her name interrupted them and the vision of her brother slowly started to vanish.
"No matter what you do, don't go looking for Levi."
The sight started to disappear and Eren's voice got softer while Vera was slowly shaken awake.
"Don't trust him. He's with V..."

Vera's eyes shot open while Harry stood above her. He was breathing heavily while sweat covered his shirt.
She shot up and grabbed his arm.
"Harry, what's going on?"
She felt him shaking in her arms and she was worried about her friend.
"It's... It's R-Ron's father. Something's wrong."

Vera was walking while holding Harry's hand to comfort him.
Professor McGonagall was with them while the Weasley children were informed of the incident.
Harry told her about his dream and they immediately searched for help.
If his dream were true, they had to act fast.

They were now standing in Dumbledore's office and Harry was questioned about what he had seen.
"In the dream, were you standing next to the victim? Or looking down at the scene?
Vera waited for a response. She saw it was hard for the boy.
"Neither. It was like I..." a silence followed, "Professor would you please just tell me what's happening?"
Dumbledore ignored him and he ordered several paintings to inform certain people. He was giving out orders while Harry stood helpless and worried.
"Look at me!"
Vera flinched at Harry's shouting but she understood.
"What's happening to me?"
His voice sounded desperate and Dumbledore looked dumbfounded.
Vera carefully took Harry's hand again. Snape entered the office as well.
"You wished to see me, headmaster?"
Dumbledore turned his attention away from Harry.
"Severus, I'm afraid we can't wait. Not even till the morning. Otherwise we'll be vulnerable."
Vera frowned not understanding what was about to happen. Harry held tightly onto her hand.
"You'll have to go with professor Snape, mister Potter."
Harry nodded at professor McGonagall.
He looked at Vera unsure. She nodded at him to reassure him.
She quickly gave him a hug and whispered.
"You'll be fine. I'll be there when you're done."

She watched him walk away and felt sorry for him. He didn't choose for this life. All the bad things that happened to him and it wasn't even his fault. Vera felt glad that she was there now. She would protect him.
She would protect him like family would, with their own life.
She turned to Dumbledore and glared slightly at him.

"You know, you could tell him some of the things that are happening. The boy is scared and he doesn't know what's going on. The least you could do is being honest. He's not just a tool you can use against Voldemort."