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AN: I am sooooooo sorry it took so long to update. I have barely touched my computer in the past three months. But here it is, chapter 7. Please let me know what you think.



The Aftermath of a Bad Dream

“What did you see?” Draco asked for the third time.

“I don’t understand why it is that big of a deal,” April said quietly, grabbing his arm trying to make him face her, “it was just a dream.”

He looked down at her, his eyes dark and questioning. They didn’t say anything for a long while. As they stood in silence she could hear the voices and footsteps of students walking in the hall outside, enjoying the cool September Sunday.

“Just go through it one more time,” he said.

She told him up until he said to follow him.

“And that is all that happened?”

“Yes,” she said impatiently, “just like I told you the first few times.”

“I just want to make sure,” he turned his back to her.

He faced the window; she walked around to look at him. His eyes scanned the top of the forest trees. She reached out to grab his arm again, but he pulled it away quickly. He turned away from her and walked across the empty classroom.

“Draco,” she started.

He held up a hand to silence her. She stood staring at him for a few minutes before he spoke. And when he did begin to speak, it was almost a whisper.

“Let’s not speak of this again,” he turned to her and closed the gap between them, “and don’t worry yourself of this,” he brushed a stray hair from her face, “if you have any more dreams like this again, tell me.”

He walked to the door and pushed it open. He stood waiting for her to exit before he followed her out.

The sun shone brightly in her eyes as they stepped out onto the grounds. As they made their way to a spot near the edge of the lake, she couldn’t help but think of what she didn’t tell him about the dream. It had all seemed so real. But what did it mean? She thought as she sat down in the grass.

Most of her dreams would relate to what was happening around her. But that one, it was different. It felt real, sounded real, and looked real. She could still hear all the words he said clinging to her ears. All the images she saw were burned in her memory. She closed her eyes trying to forget the images, but they flooded her vision when she opened her eyes.

“April,” Draco said softly, “I shouldn’t have put you through that.”

She looked up at him as he lowered himself to sit next to her.

“I needed to tell someone,” she looked out over the lake, “I just wish I knew what it meant.”

She continued to look out over the lake. Thinking. Thinking about everything, and nothing. She tried to keep her mind from wandering back to that dream, but nothing worked. She buried her face in her hands, breathing deeply.

“April,” Draco’s voice said softly, so softly that she didn’t even realize that he really was talking to her, “April, it’s time for lunch.”

She looked up at him. The sun now hung high in the sky. She didn’t realize how long she had been sitting there. She followed Draco up to the castle slowly.

She parted ways with Draco as they entered the Great Hall, and sat about halfway down the Gryffindor table. When Harry, Ron and Hermione finally showed up and sat down, April was almost done eating. Harry said something to her when he sat down, but she didn’t hear it.

“April,” he said again, making her look toward him.


“Are you okay?”

She rubbed her hands over her face, letting out a deep breath. She looked toward him again, smiling.

“I’m fine.”

He gave her a look of skepticism, but didn’t say anything. He leaned in toward her.

“If you are acting like this because Malfoy did anything to you-” he whispered in her ear, but stopped when he saw the look on her face.

“He didn’t do anything,” she whispered back, “I promise. I just had a bad dream is all.”

He turned back to his plate. April looked back at her empty plate, thinking of what Harry would have said if he finished his sentence. She knew what he was going to say, and that didn’t help.

“Harry, m’ boy!” Slughorn’s voice boomed, breaking her train of thought, “Would you be interested in joining me and a few star students for a spot of supper tonight? Miss Granger, Miss Jamison! I would very much love to see you two there.”

“Sorry Professor,” Harry said, “I’ve got detention with Professor Snape.”

“Oh!” Slughorn said quietly before raising his voice a little, “well then maybe I can persuade Severus to postpone your detention. I was really counting on you being there, Harry.”

He quickly left as he mumbled a few words to himself.

“Snape won’t postpone it,” Harry simply stated.

“I don’t want to go if you aren’t,” said Hermione anxiously.

“Well you won’t be alone,” Ron said bitterly, “April will be there.”

“If I decide to go at all,” April voiced.

Ron looked at her for the first time in what seemed like weeks.

“What?” he asked.

“I don’t even think I will go,” she told him, “I don’t like when teachers pick favorites.”

It was as if Ron had found new respect for her, because over the next few days he would talk to her as if nothing had happened between them. He never made any mean comments about her and Draco. And April had to admit that she liked it.

“Well at least I don’t have to deal with him when I’m in detention,” Harry said with a small laugh.

“But you do have to deal with Snape,” Ron added before finishing what was left on his plate.

“So do you think you are going to go to his party after detention?” Hermione asked, “he seems to really want you to go.”

“I don’t know,” Harry said as he pushed his plate away from him, “Dumbledore wants me to get to know him. So I should go tonight, but I don’t think I want to deal with it after detention with Snape.”

“Well, if you want to go you know where to find us,” April told him.

“Where?” Ron said, “The library.”

“Ha ha,” April said sarcastically, “not funny.”

“Well I thought it was,” he said as they all stood from the table.

“I’m going to work on that assignment Snape assigned,” Hermione said as she picked up her bag, “it is a long essay to write and it is due Monday. You two should get to work on it as well,” she added to Harry and Ron, “and with that detention you have even less time to work on it.”

“Don’t worry,” Harry told her, “I’ll get it done.”

“Yeah,” Ron added, “stop mothering us.”

“Ron, I’ll meet you in the common room,” Harry told him, “I need to talk to April.”

Ron lifted his eyebrow before turning to leave. He left slowly as if wanting to hear what was going to be said, but speed up when he realized Harry wasn’t saying anything. Harry lead her out of the Great Hall and out onto the grounds before he said anything.

“April, I’m sorry.”

“About what?”

“The way I have been treating you,” he said quietly, “for the way I have been talking to you. You don’t deserve to be treated that way.”

“Harry,” she said softly, “I know you are under a lot of pressure. I don’t blame you for wanting to know as much as you can about the other side. And I want to help you, but I can’t. Not just because I don’t want to tell you, but because he hasn’t told me anything. I don’t want to go behind his back and tell you what I know, but if it means stopping this war that I know is going to come, then I will tell you. But if I don’t see how the information is going to change anything, then I’m not going to tell you. He is my friend and I know you don’t like that. But you are going to have to deal with that.”

He reached out and grabbed her arm lightly. He pulled her close to him, wrapping his arms around her in a gentle hug. She closed her eyes as a tear fell down her cheek.

Why is he so nice to me? She thought, he doesn’t de-serve a friend like me, he deserves friends like Hermione and Ron, friends who tell him everything and don’t keep secrets or their feelings from him.

She pulled away from him and looked up into his eyes before turning and walking away.

“April,” he called.

“I’ll see you tonight,” she said without looking back at him.

AN: I will try to write the next chapter as fast as I can. Hopefully I will be able to get it finished soon. Please review and let me know what you think. Thanks!


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