dream of me // Fred Weasley

5. Burned

The complete darkness and serenity of Blair's sleeping state started to wear away, as a small green light flickered in the distance of her blank mind. Blair's foot twitched as the green light started to get brighter, bigger, closer. The calmness in the air disappeared and Blair couldn't catch her breath, it felt like fear had overcome her body but she couldn't move.

There was nothing but the green light, the green light that was still getting bigger and brighter, but as the light became clearer, the fear in her body seemed to seep even further into her being. She could feel it in her bones, in her blood, in her breathing as she felt the green light illuminating her face. In a very quick flash, the green light zoomed through the air and swept across Blair's body as a shrill scream echoed through her head.

Blair gasped and sat up in bed, her head was swimming with visions of green and from the sweat on her skin she could tell she had been having a bad dream. But this was different, she couldn't remember anything that had happened. Had anything happened? All she remembered was a green light.

She looked down and saw her hands gripping her bed sheets with such force that her knuckles had turned white. She released and watched the blood flow back down to her fingers, turning her knuckles a healthy shade of skin. Then she looked around her room, steadying her breathing. She was where she had always been and nothing was out of place, but still Blair couldn't escape the feeling of dread coursing through her veins.

She watched as both of her friends remained sleeping, their chests rising and falling as they breathed in sweet dreams and exhaled the bad. Everything was as it always had been, Ginny's book shelf overcrowded with Hermione's summer reading list and homework projects. The posters above Ginny's bed of her favourite female Quidditch players. The jumper that Ron had given Hermione a while back, slung over the small arm chair in the corner of the room.

As she looked around and reacquainted herself with Ginny's small but charming bedroom, the dread seemed to leave her. The crushing weight of fear lifting from her chest and letting her breathe again. Blair finally was able to talk a deep breath; she ran her hands shakily over her head as she brought her knees up from under her duvet. She closed her eyes and took one more deep breath before opening them again and letting herself let go of whatever had made her so frightened.

Blair swung her legs over the side of her bed and lifted herself off carefully, trying to make as little noise as she could. She stepped carefully, avoiding the floor boards that she knew would creak. On her toes, she moved silently through the bedroom, stepping over clothes and books, moving around Quidditch balls and shoes until she finally reached the bedroom door.

She looked back at her best friends, who were still sleeping peacefully, and felt an overwhelming sense of calmness and love when she looked at them. With one last glance, she slowly opened the door, only a sliver; enough for her to slide through and then shut it quietly behind her. Once she had closed the door she didn't have to worry too much about the floor boards as there was a silencing charm on their room, and all of the boys' rooms were above Ginny's.

Yet still, Blair moved slowly through the hall and down the stairs, trying to avoid as many of the loud floor boards as she could. She let out a relieved breath as she made it to the bottom of the stairs.

It was completely silent in the living room and everything felt oddly still, Blair took a step to turn around the corner and into the living room when she instantly came into contact with something solid.

Blair opened her mouth to say something but was immediately silenced by her own gasp as her entire right leg was drenched in boiling liquid. Blair clapped her hand over her mouth to stop herself from screaming and she bit down, hard, on her finger. "Shit!" the solid object spoke and Blair looked up to meet the hazel eyes that usually she would've fallen for instantly, but currently she wanted to scratch them out.