Dreams or Prophecies

Disclaimer: Refer to chapter 1

A/N: Sorry that the last chapter was so short but this one will make up for it. Keep reviewing! Also this story contains spoilers. From all H/P books.


Chapter 2: Painful awakenings


Harry was woken again. He grabbed his glasses put them on and looked at the clock. It was six in the morning. He heard a scream from his Aunt Petunia in the hallway. He realized it was the screams that woke him up. " Stop it! Leave him alone!" Harry heard his Aunt screech. He rushed to get dressed, grabbed his wand and ran for the door. The screams were coming from his Aunt and Uncles room now. When he opened the door and started that way he tripped over something on the floor. He looked down only to see the dead body of his Uncle Vernon. He heard his Aunt Petunia scream again. Harry ran to the bedroom door, and peeked in the crack to see who was in there and saw two deatheaters in the room. Along with his cousin Dudley and his Aunt Petunia. “Crucio!" One of the deatheaters cast on Dudley. Harry slammed the door open and yelled" Expelliarmus", to the Death eater that was casting on Dudley, he flew back and slammed against the wall. Harry locked eyes with the other deatheater. “Lucius" Harry said coldly. Lucius raised his wand "Avada Kedavra". Lucius cast, but not at Harry. He had cast at Petunia. She screamed and flew back against the wall above her bed and landed on it with a moan. ‘She’s not dead!‘. Was Harry’s first thought. Standing in shock He looked at Lucius who was clearly thinking the same thing. Right before Harry was going to disarm him, both deatheaters disapperated. Dudley was passed out on the floor and Petunia was on the bed passed out as well. After realizing that they were still alive he ran to his Uncle's body thinking maybe......but that was not the case. His Uncle was dead. "Harry!" A familiar voice called. There stood behind Him was Remus J. Lupin.

"Remus! The deatheaters, they were here. They killed him," Harry looks down at his Uncle Vernon on the floor, "and they tried to kill my Aunt but she didn't die and.......". "We know." A voice of a person Harry presumed dead interrupted him. "You...You...You're dead.....how....but....". There in front of him was his Headmaster at Hogwarts who Harry had seen killed and even attended his funeral, the one and only Albus Dumbledore. “We will explain everything later, Harry." Dumbledore told him calmly. Harry knew he should feel bad or at least a little upset about what has happened, but he couldn't help but grin when he saw the man who has helped him numerous times. About half a dozen members from the order apperated all at the same time. Dumbledore asked some of them to go to the Black house and get it ready for more company.


" Follow me, Harry." Dumbledore said to the boy who lived. Harry obeyed as they went into the room were Dudley was leaning over his mother trying to get her to wake up. She opened her eyes, and for the very first time Harry saw a tear come out of his Aunts eye." He killed him. He killed the only person that ever truly loved me." She mumbled. Then she looked at the elder man and then looked Harry in the eye. “You bastard. If it wasn't for you and that bitch of a sister I had, being what you are, this would have never happened..... Get out of my house and never come back. NEVER EVER COME BACK TO MY HOUSE YOU STUPID SONOFABITCH!" She screamed at Harry. He'd never heard his Aunt use that kind of language. “Come Harry, it seems that we are no longer welcome." Dumbledore whispered to the teenager just loud enough for Dudley and Petunia to hear. “Wait, aren't you that....that....man who supposed to be teaching Harry. Aren't you supposed to be really powerful or something. You can bring my father back," Dudley looked at the man as if he was going to get sick, “Please!" He begged the old man. Harry had never ever seen his cousin beg for anything. He realized his mouth was hanging open and he closed it fast and looked at his Headmaster." I'm sorry for your loss. It's never good to lose a parent at a young age, child." Dumbledore said with an extremely sincere look on his face." But no magic can bring back the dead." The long haired man said to Harry's cousin. Harry gazed at the old mans eyes wondering how he had came back to life then. “Come Harry." Albus said to Harry after looking at the face that Petunia had while staring at her nephew . Then they walked out of the room and entered the hallway. "Ready to go?" Dumbledore asked Harry. He replied with a nod of his head." Grab on to my arm." Harry did and they disapperated as well as the rest of the order.

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Two men dressed in black were in a hallway one had just punched a thin woman in the side of her head and she fell to the floor. The man that slapped the woman, Draco soon realized was his father, pointed his wand at a large, beefy man that started to raise his fist and said, "Crucio". The fat man screamed in agony, fell to the floor and started twitching . "Stop it! Leave him alone!" The thin women screamed watching her husband being tortured. Draco's father stopped then looked at the women and nodded he had his wand raised to the beefy man again. "Avada Kedavra". The fat man fell to the floor dead. The thin woman with a long neck screamed again. Then a rather plump boy came out of a bedroom and gasped seeing his father lying dead on the ground and looked at the two men in the hallway. Lucius pulled the woman by the hair into the bedroom were the fat man had came from. The other deatheater grabbed the boy and pulled him in as well. " Don't want to wake Potter now do we." He said as he threw the boy down on the floor of the parents room. "Crucio!" The deatheater said to the boy as he cried out in pain. "Expelliarmus!" The shabby haired boy yelled as he slammed the door open. The deatheater flew across the room and hit the wall. then Lucius looked the teenager in the eye. "Lucius" the boy said with an evil look in his eye. "Avada Kedavra." Draco’s father said with his wand pointed at the thin woman. She screamed and flew back, hit the wall and fell on the bed with a moan.

Draco awoke suddenly covered in sweat. He looked at the clock it was six in the morning. He got up put on some clothes, grabbed his wand, and walked out in a rush.

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Harry opened his eyes to see that they were in front of the front door at the black house. "Go on in Harry, your friends , I believe, just arrived last night." The old man said to Harry. Harry opened the door and went in to see the house looked just the same it did last time he was here, although allot cleaner. He figured Mrs. Weasley must have been there for a while because he knew she was obsessed with cleaning. He looked at the grandfather clock beside the fireplace. It was now seven in the morning. "Remus and I have some business to attend to Harry we will be back later tonight." said Dumbledore in a serious voice. Then they were gone with a pop. "Harry is that you?". He heard Molly say from the kitchen. Harry laughed, not surprised that she was in the kitchen. Every time Harry shows up somewhere she is, there most likely food being prepared. She did not think that the Dursley’s fed him enough. Which was probably true. He went into the kitchen were molly was over the stove. The smell of eggs and pancakes in the air. He went and gave her a hug and sat at the table. Then he wondered if Mrs. Weasley could explain how Dumbledore was not dead. “uh, Molly, do you think you can explain to why Dumbledore’s not dead.....not that It's a bad thing.....I was just wondering?.” “I’ll let him explain all of that to later Harry, for now eat up. I'm going to go wake up everyone." She replied while scraping loads of eggs, bacon, ham, and pancakes. He was not in the mood for eating. There was so much that has happened his brain couldn't sort it all out. Out of no where the Weasley twins, Ron, Hermione, and Mr.Weasley were surrounding him with presents and hugs.