 not throwing away my shot | Slytherpuff | roll for initiative | woof you ❤
Alfie didn't particularly want to take a nap, no. He had slept well last night. He had gone to class and learned some magic and then eaten lunch and now he was here and ready to learn about Divination. There was no time for naps. Plus he wasn't tired anyway.
Dreams, though. That was interesting. Alfie liked dreaming. It was like seeing a cool adventure in his own head. One time he had dreamt that he was on a boat but then he fell off except he could breathe underwater and he made friends with fishes. Though sometimes dreams were scary, and Alfie didn't like that so much. As for why they dreamed, he'd never really given that much thought before. He raised his hand. "Our brains have good imaginations. When we're awake we can control it and imagine what we want. When we're sleeping we can't control it but our brains still imagine things for us sometimes." And why couldn't they always remember dreams? Maybe they just didn't have a very good memory. |