A New Dawn Awaits

PROLOGUE

"The scar had not pained Harry for 19 years.

All was well."
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Sunlight peeped in through the thin curtains to wish everyone a good morning.

Alexandra wished everyone a good morning by snuggling closer in her blanket.

Somewhere across the horizon,
The sunflowers beamed at the sun and the birds and insects became busy.

The clear water stream flowed somewhere far across the valley and there was a small grassland situated in the middle of nowhere.

A horse, powerful and proud, strode across the fields with a chimpanzee riding it.

All the animals were taking turns to ride the horse.

A white, large elephant then proceeded forth to come and take a ride.

It inched closer to the horse, and as it was about to climb upon it...

The alarm beeped and snoozed off.

At that moment, waking up was the least important matter on Alexandra's to-do-list.

She had to continue dreaming and see what would happen if an elephant would ride a Horse.

But sadly, the alarm had broken her unfulfilled wish and now she would have to think about her dream all day.

What would happen if an elephant did ride a horse?

The sun was barely up, but she had a long day planned ahead.

Her room was open and airy and quite plain, but her favourite parts of her room were...

Her bookshelf,

Her Justin Beiber and Tom Holland poster covered walls,

Her wand collection, and...

Her bed.

It was the only place where she had no restrictions.

She could dream whatever she wanted and go visit whatever place she wanted, even if it is imaginary.

Her imagination was quite wild and she could literally imagine anything.

She could imagine Tom Holland as a goth and walking around in high heels while shopping.

She could imagine Dumbledore as a chav.

She could imagine a giraffe just chilling inside a refrigerator....

Basically anything.

Another unique thing about her bed was that it was completely based on the theme, Gryffindor.

Everything was golden and scarlet and soft and cushiony, and probably the best place to dream about weird things.

She slowly picked up her phone that was kept beside the night lamp and wondered whom she could text. Definitely not Walter. He sleeps like a hibernating bear. She decided to text the only person she knew would be awake at that time...