Inside My Mind (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Chapter XI

Hogwarts, Unplottable Location, Scotland, Great Britain

Thursday the 4th of September 1992

11:00 AM

The dark-haired woman she hadn't dreamt about since a year before stood in the snow, and wore a dark green cloak and was looking up with wide and innocent eyes. The woman sat on a stone bench as the snow fell on her and even though she didn't appear to have a warming charm on she looked completely comfortable in the bitter cold.

Bella watched in surprise. She was always in her dreams but she was never this close so just in case she hid behind a large marble statue of what appeared to be Morgan le Fay.

"Snow…such innocence, such beauty, and such purity," the woman murmured. She closed her eyes and felt the white snowfall on her alabaster skin. Lean arms wrapped themselves around her waist and she leaned back into the man who had appeared behind her. He was wearing a hood that shadowed over his face and he placed his chin on top of her head.

"Just like you."

"Never. Not anymore. I lost that a long time ago, my love" the woman responded. The man chuckled.

"Lost it to whom, may I ask?" The man asked as the woman gave him a cheeky smile. Bella slid from behind the marble statue to the stone bench, a little way from the couple but still in hearing rangre and sat down.

"Who do you think? You, love. Where are my brothers and sister?" the woman asked the man as he tilted his head. Bella watched from her perch on a stone bench it was a courtyard, she understood now. She could see stained-glass windows around and if she had to guess, she'd say that they were at a cathedral.

"Your sister is with Apollo and Thanatos is having his breakfast" the man answered. The woman frowned and She turned around to face the man and was still in his arms.

"It's Yule. We should all be together."

"We will gather them soon…we do have the Yule Ball for the followers. Uncle insisted that we follow traditions. And he knows how much you love Yule and dancing" the man said, patiently. The woman smiled and pulled away.

"I haven't danced in so long. I am not surprised about how excited I am. Happy Yuletide, my Lord" the woman said, teasingly. She curtsied and the man seemed to understand. He couldn't help but smile.

"I can't really tell how excited you are. You always look excited. However, I must have yet to wish you a happy Yuletide, Ana. So…happy Yuletide, Ana. May I have this dance?" the man murmured and he bowed as the woman nodded with a grin and lifted her skirt. Bella could now see that the skirt was crimson, the robes she had underneath her dark green cloak were red, like the color of blood. They began to waltz, gracefully in the snow and they didn't notice a pale haired man, an Italian man, and the future Hermione from the mirror standing in an archway, watching them. A beautiful woman with long dirty blonde hair stood next to the pale haired man. Bella recognized the woman as an Elf. Her ears were slightly pointed and she was smiling.

"They look beautiful together" the Elf woman said while the pale-haired man nodded.

"They love each other very much, I agree" he said, quietly while dream/future Hermione was smiling and leaned against the tall man.