Harry looked around himself. He had never seen this place before, yet it felt strangely familiar.
There was fog in all direction. The only thing he could make out through the dense fog was a few large trees, but nothing beyond that. It was a forest, and he knew he had been here before, but just not lost.
He walked a few steps forward, or what he thought was forward, before he saw a shadow moving behind a tree. The shadow was watching Harry because when Harry realized he saw it, the shadow quickly tried to run out of sight.
Harry, without thinking, ran after it.
The shadow emerged out behind the trees, and into full view. It was a person covered in a large cape and hood.
This sight encouraged Harry to follow this person, finding out who it was or what it was up to.
Keeping his eyes on the hooded figure, Harry wasn't watching where he was stepping. So he tripped over a giant tree root in the ground.
Re-adjusting his glasses, he stood up and checked all around for the hooded figure, but it was gone. Whoever it was was in a hurry.
Not knowing where to go now, Harry decided to check the ground for foot prints, but there weren't any surrounding him. It was as if the mysterious person was flying on thin air.
Harry sat down, thinking; greatly confused.
He couldn't understand where he was, and who that strange person was.
Then suddenly, out of nowhere, there was screaming.
A woman was screaming. And it was near by somewhere.
Harry quickly got up and ran in the direction of the screaming. It wasn't as difficult to follow the screaming as it was following the hooded figure. Whoever was screaming was so frightened that she didn't want to stop screaming at all.
Harry finally found the sight of the screaming girl.
He couldn't make out her face since it was dark, and she was practically hidden in the shadows.
Her whole body was lying on a rectangular shaped rock. Her arms were tied back with rope and so were her legs. She couldn't move. But she could certainly scream her lungs out.
And then Harry finally realized why she was screaming so much.
The hooded figure he had seen earlier was standing beside her, with a knife in its hand. It grabbed the knife in both hands, and pulled it high up over its head and...And then its hood fell down. Harry realized it was a woman. A woman was killing another woman.
The other woman tied down on the rock, still kept screaming and the other woman with the knife brought down the knife in one quick motion.
"Noooooo!!!!" Harry screamed.
Harry lunged forward. He opened his eyes and looked around.
He was in his room. On his bed. And he was sweating like crazy and breathing heavily.
"It was just a dream." He said to himself. "Only a nightmare."
He looked over at his clock which read 5 minutes till 8 am.
Still breathing heavily after the strange dream, Harry was afraid to go back to sleep. He didn't understand why he had that dream or what it meant, but it was stuck in his mind now and the only thing he wanted was to get it out.
Harry walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a cold glass of water.
His hands were practically shaking.
Besides Voldermort, nothing had ever frightened him so much.
The worst part was that it was just a dream, but it felt oddly real to Harry.
Harry shook his head. He didn't want to think about it anymore.
He walked back to his room and sat on his bed. He didn't know what to do. It was too early for him to bother any of his friends.
Well, besides Hermione. He knew she was probably already at the Ministry, since she liked to get there extra early to get started on her work. But then again, he didn't want to bother her since she would be caught up in a lot of work.
Sitting on the edge of his bed, bored, Harry decided to write a note to his girlfriend Cho, for later. He would give it to her during lunch or dinner. A little love letter to surprise her.
But before Harry could go to his desk to start his letter to Cho, there was a ring at the door.
Surprised, Harry went over to the edge of his bed and wore his bathrobe before heading to the door.
'Who could be here so early Saturday morning?' He wondered.
He opened the door and...
"SURPRISE!" A familiar woman's voice screamed at him.
He didn't get a chance to see her face since he was practically knocked backwards off his feet with a hug. Or what he considered more of an attack.
"Happy Birthday my Harry-pie!" She said, covering Harry's face with kisses.
When she finally stopped and pulled away, she looked up at Harry with a big smile on her face.
"Thanks Cho." Harry said, looking down at her, trying to smile back. "But what are you doing here so early? I mean...not that I didn't want to see you or anything...It's just that I didn't expect you...to...uh...Sorry. What I meant to say is that I’m glad you’re here. I was getting lonely anyways."
Giggling, Cho kissed Harry on the cheek and walked over to the couch.
"It was a surprise pumpkin. It's your birthday and so I thought I would get a head start by waking you up bright and early so we can start our day together."
Happy to have some company, Harry walked over to the couch and sat next to Cho.
"That sounds great! What do you have in mind?" He said, happily.
“Well…” Cho started to say. “I was thinking we should head over to Annie’s Diner to start our day with breakfast. And then, head out to the mall to do some window shopping; maybe even actually do some real shopping. After that, I was planning for us to watch---“
Cho’s plan speech was interrupted by the ring of Harry’s phone.
“Oh, hang on a sec.” Harry said, getting up to answer the phone.
“Hello” he said. “Oh, hi Hermione. How are you?”
Cho frowned. She never liked the idea of Harry still being friends with Hermione. Cho knew that Hermione had a thing for Harry back at Hogwarts and ever since Harry and Cho started dating, Hermione started to hang out with Harry more often than usual. Cho knew she was probably plotting to break them up. But she won’t let that happen.
Cho was brought back to reality by Harry.
“Hermione.” Harry said, sitting down.
“What?” Cho asked, staring at her boyfriend suspiciously.
“It was Hermione.”
“It was Hermione” Cho repeated, acting as if she didn’t know. “What did she want?”
“She wanted to join us for lunch. You know, it being my birthday and all.”
Cho rose to her feet immediately.
”What?!!” She exclaimed. “No way! I planned this day for just the two of us! Why is she butting in and planning her own boring stuff?!”
Harry stood up as well. “Cho,” He said, soothingly, “Hermione’s my best friend. She always has a surprise for me on my birthday. And I…”
Cho glared at Harry. “And you what?”
Harry swallowed and avoided looking at Cho in the eyes. “Well…I-I---I enjoy---I mean, I’m used to her surprising me. She’s one of my best friends, I can’t just avoid her. Besides---I haven’t seen her in ages. It’ll be nice to-um---get together again. As friends of course! And you’ll be there, too. That’ll make it more fun!”
Cho glared at Harry for the longest time.
“Harry Potter!” She screeched. “I can’t believe you!” She burst into tears and fell onto the sofa. Harry immediately fell to the ground beside her.
“I’m sorry Cho! I’m terribly sorry! I didn’t mean to upset you! Would you like me to get you anything? Water or something else to drink?”
Cho shook her head vigorously. “No, no, no…I just want to be left alone right now.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Harry asked, getting up.
“What’s it to you anyway?” Cho whispered angrily, but Harry didn’t hear her.
“What was that? What did you say?”
“Nothing. I don’t want anything. Just leave me alone.”
Smiling sadly, Harry started to head for his room.
Surprised, Cho asked, “Where are you going?”
Confused, Harry replied, “I thought you wanted to be left alone.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t want you to leave me alone by leaving the room. I’m not mad at you exactly. It’s just that darn Granger.”
“Well”, Harry said angrily, “if you’re going to talk bad about my friend like that then I’d rather leave you alone. It’s better than hearing you complain about my best friend.”
With that, Harry headed to his room and shut the door, leaving behind a frustrated Cho.
“Damn that mudblood!” She cursed. “Why does she have to ruin everything?”
Cho thought about what to do now. She was lost in deep thought before she heard the door bell ring. She stared at the door. And then at Harry’s room.
“Who could that be?” she asked herself.
Harry yelled from his room. “Could you get that? I’m in the shower!”
Irritated by being treated more like a housemaid than a girlfriend by Harry, Cho got up to answer the door.
Opening the door, Cho stared surprisingly at the person in the doorway.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, confused.
**Author's Note: Sorry it took me awhile to get this story started. Hope you enjoy the first chapter! Please r/r!