Chapter 17 - A Proper Greeting

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"Is everything okay?" Cedric asked as he approached Hermione and I outside the Great Hall.

"I think we're going to go to our common rooms." I replied, Cedric was an amazingly nice person and I didn't want to get him involved in the arguments. "We're a bit sleepy."

"Ah. I'll see you tomorrow then?" Cedric asked as Hermione and I stood from the steps and began walking up them.

"Yeah. See you tomorrow Cedric." I answered with a smile.

"Thanks for tonight. It's been amazing." Cedric replied whole heartedly. He looked genuine, but I couldn't help but wonder if he would have enjoyed the night more if he had been with Cho instead of me. I smiled at Cedric one last time then turned and walked away, Hermione by my side.

We walked in silence for a while until we came to the Grand Staircase, the Gryffindor common room was located among the moving staircases.

"What happened with you and Draco?" Hermione asked quietly. I felt I needed to tell her, just to make her feel like she wasn't the only girl who was upset about a boy that night.

"He told me he didn't want to dance and then went off to talk to Parkinson all night. Who he danced with." I mumbled. I was close to tears talking about it, but I didn't want to cry. If I had cried then there would have been two emotional teenage girls, and that never goes down well.

As we approached the Gryffindor common room Hermione muttered the word "Balderdash" and the entrance to the common room opened up.

"Do you think it would be okay if I slept here tonight? I don't think I will be able to stand the sight of Draco. Or Pansy. Or any other Slytherin." I asked Hermione who chuckled, but then replied "It should be fine."

I clambered in through the entrance following Hermione and we headed straight for the girl's dorm room. We washed our faces to rid ourselves of our make up and undid our hair. Finally we stripped down our dresses and tore off our shoes, Hermione let me borrow a pair of pajamas to wear overnight, which I found extremely comfy, and once we were changed I climbed into her bed.

There weren't many beds in the dorm and each one was owned by another student, so I shared with Hermione. I fell asleep straight away, but what greeted me in my sleep was not what I wanted.

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I was surrounded by a darkened hallway, a light at the end of the hall lit a room containing other people. The house I was standing in was old and crooked, I had been here before in my dreams. It wasn't the type of place you would forget. It was the type of place you would run from.

I already knew how the dream ended, so my heartbeat increased rapidly, but this time the dream felt different. Normally I was never in the dreams I was watching someone else, but this time I was the person who was going to find horrors in the room beyond me.

The door was slightly open, and I could see an old beaten up chair containing a person, but I couldn't see them as the chair was facing the opposite way to me.

"Let me see it again." A slithering voice said in a whisper, and a man appeared, rolling up his sleeve and presenting the dark mark to the dark lord. The dark mark looked like a tattoo to any muggle, with it's skull attached to a snake on the lower part of the arm, but to a witch or wizard it was true evil.

"Ah yes, the time is close now." Voldemort said with a slight sound of excitment escaping his voice. He spun his chair around to face another man who had the resemblance of a rat, but instead spotted me in the hallway. "Elizabeth! At last! Step aside Wormtail so I can give our guest a proper greeting."

A bright blue light flashed before my eyes and a second later I was sitting up drenched in sweat in the Gryffindor girls dorm.

"Are you okay? I've been trying to wake you up." Hermione said worryingly, she sat next to me and waited for my reply.

"I'm fine. Just another nightmare." I replied, trying to shrug it off. I didn't want Hermione to worry about my nightmares, since I hadn't really told anyone about them. I whiped my sweaty palms on the bottom of my pajamas and then took a swig of a cold bottle of water next to the bed. "This is yours right?"

"No." Hermione replied, I put the lid back on the bottle and chucked it across the room. "Oops." I sang.

"You said you have been having nightmares?" Hermione continued. "Harry has been too. About Voldemort."

I didn't reply to Hermione, but from the look on her face she knew what I was thinking. "You've been having the same dreams, haven't you?" Hermione muttered.

"It was different this time. Normally I'm watching someone talking to Voldemort, but this time it was me. He wanted to kill me. What's going on? I want these to stop. Right now." I sulked and it was Hermione's turn to comfort me.

"It's okay, we'll talk to Harry about it tomorrow." Hermione assured me, but I didn't want to talk to Harry tomorrow.

"No. I'm going to talk to him right now."

I climbed out of bed and made my way across the dorm room, Hermione following me. "You can't go now, you'll get in trouble." Hermione reminded me. "You're not even meant to be in the Gryffindor common room, you'll get detention."

"Oh well, I think I have a pretty good excuse." I replied as I sliently twisted the doorknob and slipped out of the dorm, leaving Hermione behind me.

I made my way across the common room, avoiding Percy the prefect who just so happened to be one of Ron's many brothers. As I approached the boy's dorm, the sound of footsteps echoed from behind me, and I froze. Great. I was going to get caught wasn't I.

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