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In a small corner of the Divination tower, there is a large bookcase with numerous books stored on it's shelves. You take down one of the books and see that it's...blank? That's right, these books are for YOU to fill with your dreams! Feel free to take a blank copy and scribble down any dreams you remember, and place it back on the bookcase once you're done. Don't worry, no one will take it from you! Once you choose the book, it'll magically seal itself to anyone who tries to open it besides you (except Nolan of course, he gets to check these things--it's one of the perks of being a professor!)
OOC: This thread will be opened and further explained after the first lesson of term.
Okay, so I have some pretty weird dreams, but here goes!
So, dream journal, last night I dreamed that I was in the three broomsticks, except it wasn't exactly the pub. It was like a weird little pet shop with a bunch of little squirrels and a big hippogriff standing in the middle of the room. So I walked in and was looking at this little squirrel when the hippogriff came up and asked if I needed any help picking out my messenger squirrel. I just acted like it was any normal deal and told it that I was looking for an albino squirrel that was very fast and could travel long distances in short time. It was obviously an important matter. So the hippogriff went and got me my squirrel and I paid for it. Except, before I bought it I had to name it. So I named it Schnell which means quick in German. So I left and immediately sent it on this super important life/death journey with a letter to my parents explaining why I was apparently going to die soon. I never figured out why I was dying or what the reply was, because I woke up. End of dream one
My Dearest Claude,
I am so not feeling well right now. Its two am right now and Fee and Freya are still asleep, while here I am, sitting on my bed, writing on you by the light of my wand. So forgive me if my handwriting may not be as perfect as usual. Anyway, I had this really weird dream...
I was back on the boat on the way to Hogwarts, and at first everything seemed normal. Then suddenly, things started changing. I noticed that with every row of the both, All of us in the boat grew a year. At first it was nothing, then as we reached half way to the castle, I noticed that I had grown into a 17-year old, and I didn't look half bad! But, what I saw next was the shock of my life.
Hogwarts. was. on fire. It was on fire and I could have sworn that I saw more than a couple of green streaks from the window. I screamed for help, but it looked like no one could hear me...I was screaming so hard that I fell off the side of the boat and sank into the watery depths.
Its 2:15 in the morning by the way. I decide that I would write you since I'Ve been able to remember my dreams more clearly after the Divination lesson. I seem more open to the dreams I have and this particular one has reoccured more than once since then.
This dream starts the same way everytime I have it, which isnt often but its not hard to remember. I am standing alone in a field, Its spring and Im wearing a sundress, its long and full of bright colors. Its beautiful outside, The wind is softly blowing and the trees are swaying in a near by forest, the sun is high and makes that same breeze just the right tempature as it crosses over my skin. Its quit but only for a moment......"HELP ME" there is voice coming from inside the forest. I turn my head as if i could see through the trees. there was nothing in sight but there was something there. The screams were faint and grew louder as I ran toward the forest. Standing at the edge of the woods I saw it.
A woman stood there with a man, but the man was no man she knew. Was she kidnapped or was this women taken there willing. There was no time to hesitate picking up the nearest branch I ran for the man whose back was to me and 'SLAM' right over his head. He fell to his knees. Grabbing the women by her hand we ran out of the forest away from danger.
Im back in the field and the breeze crosses my skin. Im a hero and the women is safe. It doesnt always end the same sometimes Im to late and the women is dead others I arrive and there is no one there to help its like i was dreaming in a dream.
Well until next time. May you stay safe.
Your faithful writer
Rene Cullen
SPOILER!!: journal 2
Dear Jasper
Ive decide to rename you, Jornal was so unfamilar and overused. Its like meeting and it makes me more comfortable telling you things now.Its easier to write to something that has a name, like a friend.
On to the dream. Im standing alone in a yard its not a yard I've seen before. Im happy and there are tables set up in a lined with chairs pushed under them. The tables are layered with plates and utensils and food from one end to the other. Its the holidays. Shortly my family comes out of the house and I figure out its my house and this is my family, my children and husband. Its all so brillatn. we take our seats and begin to feast. All Of a sudden there is a loud bang coming from the front door. I can hear it even though we were in the garden. Imove from my seat and down the hall. I awnser the door and no one is there. I begin to walk back to to the yard and i here the knock again. i returned to the door but no one is there.
Its morning and the sunshines through the window and i wake from my dream. Who was knocking? what does this mean? Someone new on the way that I have not yet met, Im sure.
Sincerly yours
Rene Cullen
SPOILER!!: Journel 3
Hello Jasper
Its been awhile. Its been hard to remeber the dreams I have and the ones I have are so short and dont last long that I figured it was pointless that I would write them down. I believe that It is because there hasnt been a Divination class. For some reason the class helps me open my mind. Well enough about that to the Dream.
This dream the one I had a few nights ago was the best dream I have had in awhile Best meaning that It had the best quaulity to my memeory and was not so easly forgoten.
This dream is one that you hope never comes true. In the dream im at home and its in the morning and i wake from this horrible dream that was all to real.
In that dream my mother comes home from the doctors one day with some depressing news. She has cancer and that she has to go thru Kemo to reverse the cancer. Seeing as they had caught it earlier there is a good chance she will survive it.
Im really worried and decide to call me mother later after i know shes home. Later i call she is home after alongs day work and i decide to tell her about my dream. Hearing the worry in my voice she decide to make an appointment the next day as to check and see. really it was my overwhelming persuasion that got her to do it. The following day she goes to the doctors and they run various text on her. Afterwards she came over to my house and told me the news. She has cancer.
I hope this never happens.
FOR LOVE AT MOST
RENE CULLEN
OCC: Real dream but my mom doesnt have cancer so thats good.
Last edited by lilithpotter; 11-10-2010 at 09:04 PM.
How are you, O book of dreams? It's about four in the morning here in Scottyland, and Lily, Alice and Sophia are still fast asleep. But I couldn't go back to sleep after my dream, so here I am, writing in you, cos, well, thats what your here for.
Are you ready for dream Number 2? Well, I don't care if your not, because here it is.
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Originally Posted by The Dream
So, I'm standing in the middle of a field. The sun is blazing down, but there is nothing around me to create shade, so its insanely hot. I start to run, because I can see some trees in the horizon, but the ground falls away, and I'm falling down a hole..
I land with a thump (which is wierd, because you're not supposed to land in dreams; it means your dead, which I'm obviously not) in the Quidditch Pitch here in Hogwarts. Everyone is in the stands, cheering and shouting in glee. I look down, and BAM I'm wearing Quidditch robes, with the Captains badge attatched to them. You'd be proud of that. So anyway, I'm on the floor, and my teammates are screaming for me to get up, because I'm the seeker, and you know, they need me. So I jump on my broom (The one Lily gave me the other day), then BAM the snitch is about 10 yards away from me, so I zoooooooom up towards it, and feel my hands wrap around it. The stadium erupts..
There's a bang, and a flash of green light. I'm not on the Quidditch Pitch anymore. I'm down a dark alleyway, and you're lying on the ground, a blank look of shock etched onto your face. I scream, and then the men in the cloaks grab me, and I spin on the spot, leaving you alone in the dark, while sirens go off all around us..
Thats when I woke up. Whats going on, Bryne? Why do I keep dreaming about you dying? I know you died, but mum said it was an accident. I don't remembr any of this, but did it really happen? I might write to mum again. Get the truth, you know.
PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Hello there,
Hi. I, um, don't know what to call you. Journal is such a bleh word, I don't like it - it's too formal and weird. If I'm supposed to be writing DREAMS in here, I have to at least be comfortable with your name, right?
OOH I KNOW. I'll name you after REAL PEOPLE. Maybe Lo? Hello Lo. NAH. Ad? Hello Ad. MEH. !!! I GOT IT.
...
DearHello Heya Adlo,
DREAM #1
I'm lying face down in grass, with that really nice smell of nature all around me. My arms are above my head, buried in the grass and my legs are comfortably apart. I can't see anything - because my face is pressed down into the grass, yes? - but I can hear birds chirping and feel a pleasant wind on my neck as the sun beats down on the ground. I'm all smiling and happy for a few moments before I realise that I might as well get up and see for myself this beautiful grassy place.
Only then, I find out then that I can't move. I try moving my arms - nothing. I try my legs - nothing again. I try moving my head from side to side but it's REALLY heavy, like someone took ten copies of Hogwarts, a History and attached it to my head. I start freaking out, and I notice that the birds are gone and the wind grew stronger. As I get colder, I feel rain begin to drip down on me and as soon as I got soaked, my body could move.
I jumped to my feet and tried to look around, but there's this huge fog everywhere so I can barely see down to my shoes, let alone anywhere else. I try running around, but I'm scared because I don't know where I'm going.
Suddenly, a hand clasps my shoulder and I turn to find my Uncle James grinning down at me, his wand in his other hand. "Ty," he says in his booming voice, "all you have to do is this!" Then he does some really complex spell with his wand aaaannnnnd...
I wake up.
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but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end
Well. Another diary. The other one is called Ruby, on account of it being red, therfore I must name this one. If I'm going with colours, I may as well call this one Emerald, since it's green and all. So there you go, your new name is Emerald. Yes, I know I'm odd
Anyway. Dream One in the dream diary. How... exciting *snort* But it IS for credit and marks and stuff, and I DO have OWLs this term. Scary or what? So, Dream Number One.
I'm sitting in the empty classroom on the first floor - classroom eleven, I think - which is odd, becasue I've never been there and I hardly even know where it is. I know it's that classroom, though. You know how in dreams you just know things? Yeah, this is like that. Anyway, I'm sitting in the classroom, and then suddenly I'm not. I'm sort of floating ABOVE the classroom, looking down at it. And it's really, really weird.
So as I'm looking down, not a lot really happens. It's just an empty classroom. And then BAM. There's a ME in the class, even though I'm above the class. How odd is that?! But the me isn't doing anything abnormal, at least not yet. And the ME just sits down, in the exact same spot I was in before. And then she (it's much easier to refer to the ME as she, less confusing) puts her head on her arms, and she starts crying.
And I really want to know why, so I try to go down and talk. But it's like I'm stuck, and I can't move down from my little floaty place. And she just sits there and keeps crying, and I think at some point she muttered something, but I couldn't hear. And I tried to go down again. I got an arm through eventually, and she looked up, but she didn't see my arm.
And then I woke up. Which was a shame, I really wanted to see the end of this dream.
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♥In this passenger seat, you put your eyes on me, in this moment, now capture it, remember it
'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this, you take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless♥ ♥'And I don't know why but with you I'd dance, in a storm in my best dress, fearless♥ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
So, hello journal...err dream diary, or whatever. I still have no clue what to call you even this second time I'm writing to you. But, I digress. Here is my dream.
So I was walking down the hall on my way to the Gryffindor common room, when all of a sudden, all these ministry officials apparate in a big circle around me. It was so weird, and it freaked me out. So I was just standing there like an idiot with my mouth open in shock and fright, and then the minister himself is in front of me. He looks me straight in the eyes and says 'You sure have some explaining to do for all this underage magic, young lady' so I reply with 'Ummm well I kind of got in a sticky situation and I couldn't get out the muggle way. You see, I was at a circus and the tent caught on fire, so I had to put it out to save the muggles and animals. Oh, and why did you have to bring everyone? I just did underage magic, I didn't kill anyone or anything.' Then the minister smiles and tells me that I'm a true Gryffindor for being so brave and saving all those muggles, but then he says, 'Now we'll have to go modify all their memories of you and the magic. Good day, Miss Lilyana Roseman. Good luck with the mandrakes.' Then they all apparate away. So at this point I'm a bit confused as to why he said good luck with the mandrakes, but no matter, the minister said I was a true Gryffindor! So I skipped down the hall and said the password for the fat lady, and walked into the common room. As soon as I was in the common room, I noticed that it was filled with mandrakes. Then I woke up.
So that's my dream. Weird, right?? Way better than my hippogriff/squirrel ordeal! So I'll write to you again when I have another interesting dream.
Mr. Unicorn: Kim's daughter: Jenn's sister : MILKSHAKES: Lita Daley: The Sun: Its so Fluffy!
Dear Adam,
Last night I had a weird dream, like a futuristic dream. Anyways I was at the Owlery at Hogwarts and I was sending a note to my parents, telling them how much I love Hogwarts and that they should accept me for who I really am. I got a owl and sent it back to Oxfordshire, my hometown. It was weird, I felt like I'd never get a response from them, because they are that type of people with me.So I waited and waited, it was agonizing seeing what they might write back.
Then a week passed by and I recieved my owl. As I read over the note my mothers nor fathers writing was on it. My mind began to worry for them, had they had someone write it for them? On and on I read, and some jerk had written on it. A random guy named Alex said he knew who I was and my parents too, and that in time I would find out who he is.
My mind worried for my parents life. Who was this Alex and did my parents really know him? Was he holding them captive in a cellar inside some mansion? Kurumi , my best friend, tried to calm me down, but I lashed out on her told her it was "Her Business".This Alex man should be showing up, because it's been another 2 weeks in my dream and he never showed up???
Hi Muffins,
Thats what i call you now. Only Diary would be boring.
I had a really weird dream last night. I cant even remember everything. Me and my best friend were at the lake. It was a really sunny day and we laid down on our fluffy towels on the grass. We really had fun laughing and goofing around. Out of nowhere two handsome guys our age joined us. They were really talky, what was a good thing. Together we listend to music and talked about school. We were in our 7th year. Graduating was so near. That was really scary. I can imagine me being really afraid of the exams.
Some passed as we were talking. The boys told us their fave subject and that they had just attended Hogwarts to graduate. What was really weird but what so ever. We all together laid down on the towels and enjoyed the day. As it slowly was getting darker we got up to see the sunset better. Wow, it was soooo beautiful. Like the perfect moment. I felt really comfortable with this guy even if i didnt known his name. I made a mental remark about finding it out.
But just as we turned our faces together and got inch per inch closer something happend.
Out of the lake came a huge squit and wanted to attack us. I shrieked in panic. This couldnt be true. I was about to faint as the boy caught me. He stood in front of me and took his wand out. Defending me he used any spell he knew. I felt really happy that someone actually defended me. I dont remember wich spell it was, but suddenly the squit laid down on the ground. The boy turned his had and smiled at me coming closer and closer. Just as we were about to kiss i woke up. Typically me.
So far for today,
love Fee
SPOILER!!: dream two
Helllloowwww Muffins,
Long time no see, i am sooooo sorry.
Last night a had a weird dream about me and my friend shopping in Hogsmeade. We were in our fifth year and it was around valentines day. So we needed some presents for our boyfriends. Uhhh lovely. I looove shopping, Muffins. So me and my friend, i cant remember who it was probably one of my besties, went to this gorgeous shop where a dragon book was shown in the window.
My boyfriend loooves dragons, so this book seemed like a really good present. We walked in and looked around for a bit. How fancy we found something for my friends boyfriend in here,too. What a cool shop. Fortunately the present wasnt to expensive. But she had bought it anyway. Nicely packed as a present in red paper, her boyfriend liked red, she put in into her bag.
The next thing i can remember is, that it was valentines day. I was incredebly nervous about meeting my boyfriend. What if he didnt like the present?! Well, now it was to late.Checking her refelction in the mirror one last time, she had put this gorgeous pink one shoulder dress on, Fee walked out the door. Our date was set to be at the lake. Our fave place.
I walked down the pathways straight to the lake. And there he was. Looking gorgeous as always he stood there. Fee had often thought about why he liked her and this only proved that he was the most perfect guy, again. Approaching him i didnt pay attention to the floor and fell down making a loud noise. As i was looking up i noticed him standing there holding his hand out and smiling sweetly. Once again he had been there when i had my clumsy time.
Yeah and then i woke up, i am sooooo romantic,arent i?!,
xoxo Feenella
SPOILER!!: dream three
Heeeeeyyyy Muffins luff,
I am a little confused right now. Last night i dreamt a whole bunch of weird things.But that one is stuck in my head.
I stood in front of my large mirror,checking my black dress.Today i was going to meet my boyfriends family. I was sooo excited.
Bad rumours was spreading about his father and i knew he wouldnt be to easy to handle.Me only being 13 i was really worried about him.For gods sake i knew his mum loved me.
Getting into the limousine i still couldnt think of anythign else.Twirling one of my locks around my index finger i thought how you impress his dad.The drive was too long for me. The longer it took the more i got nervous. Seeing the huuge manor appearing she straightend her dress. As the driver opened the door i got out and walked up the pathway to the house.
Would that way ever end?Okay there was the door.Only ringing and someone would let me in.I rang and waited. And waited and waited.What was wrong?Why didnt someone open the door? I knocked as my impatience grew. But nobody opened me, even though Wow,this wasnt how i imagined it.Was my boyfriend tired of me?!
And then i woke up.Oh man muffins,really i am going to meet his parents for real. I hope it wont turn out like my dream. Imagine how horrible that would be...
Love,
Fee
Last edited by Lauralicious; 10-22-2010 at 03:31 PM.
Dream 1- Diary
There I was in some these colors. They happen to be Black and Orange. I seemed to remeber some otf the names that had beed mentioned to me awhile ago. There was two Willies, yes, a Mays and a McCovey. There had been a Mel Ott, Christy Mathewson and anoher fellow named Juan Marichal.
Now I seemed to be among these names. I had a unifrom on that had this number 22 on the back, Wow, it had my name on it. Or was it the number 13?. Well, it did not seem to matter to me. I am in awe of this park and it seemed we were playing a team of Royal Blue. Apparently, our hated rivals.
Well, I really could not see if it had the name Trigwell, number 13 on the back or it said Clark with the number 22 on the back. All I saw I was on this baseball team called the San Francisco Giants. I seemed to have this position where I caught these balls after someone threw them to me. Wait a minute, I am in a baseball game.
I see the dream clearer now. The names. McCovey, Ott, Marichal, Mathewson and Mays had their names and numbers on the fences in the outfield. " I remeber, these are the most popular Giants who are retired. "Wow, we are playing the Dodgers. " I am Will Clark # 22. I play first base for the Giants. The game is not going so good for us, we are behind 3-0 going into the bottom of the ninth inning. " The fans at Candelstic Park are shanting" Beat LA, Beat LA.
First, there is a bunt hit by Jose Uribe, then a double by Robby thompson, but the throw from the leftfielder of the Dodgers arrive fast to home to hold Uribe at thrid. , then Matt Williams coaxed a walk out of the Dodger relief pitcher, Eric Gagne.
I was up. Will Clark, the rookie, is up right now. My hands are sweating, my mind id going in different directions. I hear the chants of " Beat LA. Beat LA" pounding in my head. First pitch, ball,outside corner, next, same pitch, but umpire calls stike to the dismay of the crowd. The next pitch, I swing hard and miss it to the groans of the crowd.. Next pitch, way outside, ball two, strike two.. Yhe next pitch I foul off into the stands deep into the rightfield stands, to the ooh's and ahh's of the crowd. Next pitch inside for ball three. Ball-3. strike two. I thought I woke up but I did not wakke up at all. The last pitch down the middle and I hit it out of the park for a grandslam and a big win over out heated rivals, the Dodgers to take over first place.
Wow, what a dream I told myself as I woke up sweating.
Last edited by Jason Potter Weasley; 09-17-2010 at 05:36 PM.
Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
Dream Two | November 2072
Dear..... Journal Thing,
I had another really vivid dream last night and thought it would be a good one to interpret since it had lots of details and things.
Well. Firstly I was dreaming that I was dreaming, because I was taking a nap at the top of the giant tree house. I mean, in the dream I was napping and dreaming. In reality, when I dreamed this, I was flopped over a squishy pouf in the common room and was supposed to be doing Arithmancy homework.
But anyway, so I was in the tree house, napping, when this big, black dog came up to me and started licking my face. I itched my nose and it kept licking me. I was starting to get annoyed and woken up when I rolled over and saw the HUUUUGE dog, like I'm telling ya, it was the size of a BEAR, licking my FACE.
I shouted and kicked out at the beast, totally creeped out by the whole thing. Well obviously the dog didn't like that, so it growled and bared its teeth and started getting all up in my face. I started backin up backin up backin up (cuz my daddy taught me good) and I'm backin up backin up backin up backin up when WHOOOOOOOOOOOSH I backed right out of there and out of the giant tree house.
So then I'm falling into this great dark, black void and I have no idea where I am. Then all these girls starting floating by in like, slow motion. First there's my girlfriend Sadie, and she tries to tell me something and reach out and save me but I can't hear her and she fails and disappears. Then my other girlfriend Cosette poofs up and all she does is blow me a kiss. Real good, right? Hmmph. Next my very pretty girlfriend Aleksandra from Durmstrang comes out of the blackness and tries to give me a hug or something (I'm not really sure what she was doing) but she too fails and then just waves bye to me.
It was quite depressing, really.
Well anyway, it gets even blacker and darker somehow and then I fall onto something with a little thump. I get to my feet and turn around and there's a giant white light shining on me from above. I shield my face with my hand and squint to see who's there and then it's my friend Melanie! Sitting way up high in this GIANNNNNT throne with a golden crown on and a scepter topped with a golden badger.
It was kind of... creepy. I was like, "Oh hey Melanie! Wassup wassup??" But she just cackled at me and then pointed her golden badger staff at me and on the spot, I was vaporized. And dead.
I don't think I liked this dream very much. Why can't I ever have happy dreams, eh?
Fletcher
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Super Slytherin Buddy | | ⅓ She-Snake Trio | | a normal girl with normal knees
SPOILER!!: Dream Entry 1
October 7, 2072
Evelyn Rose Flores-Shepard
Hello. So, I am not going to call you diary, friend, Daisy, or any other name one could think of in the world. Well no, I might call you notebook. Book? Yea, that seems good enough. So…
Purpose to write dreams in only.
Now that that is taken care of, onto the first dream! Last night, I had dreamed about the Tri-Wizard Tournament. I had been reading a lot on the tournament ever since the foreign guests had arrived and I guess I just had to dream about it. There was a part I did read that interested me about a past tournament, where one of the tasks was a water challenge? And they had to go under water to retrieve something in a certain amount of time? Well yea, guess what my dream was about…
SPOILER!!: Dream 1
There were two points of view that I had in my dream. One, I was looking from my own view point and the other, was that I was watching everyone else, including myself. The first half of the dream was in my own view point.
We, meaning me and all the other champions, were standing on this dock in the middle of some random lake thing. It wasn’t the Hogwarts Lake though, it was much more beautiful. There were really shiny rock cliffs around us that had vines growing up the side of them with flowers, and trees filled the areas they could grow, as well as the fact that it almost looked misty in the area, but still bright and light as if it was during the summer time. On the other hand though, the little bit of wind that blew our way was way too cold and it practically matched the water temperature. I had tested it out while we were all waiting to start the task. Yes, I was a Champion in my dream. Woot!
The task was to retrieve, something, from the bottom of the lake, though we all didn’t know what it was at the time. Headmaster Tate said it was something that we’d all realize to get once we spotted it. And after he said that, he also said there’d be some kind of obstacle in the lake that we’d have to get by. Seriously, like RIGHT after he said that, we all turned back to the lake because there was this giant splash of water. Looking down in it, I noticed a few moving shadows and two of them got close enough where I could see what they were. GIANT…EELS! Like really, GIANT! At least 15 feet long and one foot wide with a GIANT head! They had humongous sharp teeth and were all grey looking so they matched the rock side cliffs nearby. We had to go in that water!?
And yet, we all did. Once the signal went off for us to go in, all the eels started jumping around and wresting with each other to try to get to us. It was practically ridiculous, but we all jumped in. It was kinda good that the eels were distracting one another so we could at least get down far enough where hopefully they couldn’t see us. And that’s when I realized I was swimming close to Mr. Mysterious Durmstrang guy. Hehe…Mr. Mysterious guy…
Anyways, I don’t know how I was able to breathe under water, but when I looked up to the light that showed where the docks were, I noticed that the eels were gone, which freaked me out. Where were they!? Yea, they were underneath us. Surprise, surprise.
*queue the view point of watching everyone*
Of course, we all had to struggle with the eels, trying to get away from them or defend ourselves, and I probably shouldn’t go into detail about it. It’s too creepy to even think about anyways. However after awhile, it seemed there was something really glowy in the water, nestled in-between two rocks. Well, it wasn’t really glowy so to speak, it was just that it was really bright in color, so being contrasted again the dark grey rocks under the water….it looked like it was glowy even though it wasn’t. It was some kind of orange parchment that was in the shape of a triangle I think. I forgot if there was anything written on it, but I suppose that’s what the champions were to collect. I myself disappeared in the dream finally, so I was just watching all the other champions trying to collect these things. Except two of them.
Two of them (I forgot which. I think it was that French dude Noel, and the Gryffindor girl?) were trying to get these purple glowing wands. And now these, were actually glowing. Except they were harder to spot since they were near the water fall and all that water crashing down on them was distracting, not to mention blended in the with glowy-ness. In the end though, Mr. Mysterious guy was the first one out with that orange triangle parchment thing. YAY!. And they all survived. Should probably mention that too.
Definitely woke up after that.
After that dream, I’m really thankful that I’m not of age and didn’t enter the tournament, though I now realize that wow, the champions might have some crazy stuff to go up against. Good luck to them! Hopefully none of them will end up in the hospital wing too injured. Unless it’s someone not from Hogwarts.
SPOILER!!: Dream Entry 2
December 24, 2072
Evelyn Rose Flores-Shepard
Hello…book?…
So, guess what? Good dream! Well better than the ones I’ve been having. Yea. So…yea.
SPOILER!!: Dream 2
I was at this house…well Rae’s house. And my own? Our house I could say. Weird situation that is, but that doesn’t matter. I was at…my new house and in my room, but it was more like the room at have had at my original (?) home. Where I lived with my parents. So I was pretty comfortable.
But, the whole house, Rae’s house that is, was still the same. It was just my room that was different. Except the fact that everything was fixed, and clean, and brand new. No spiders! Thank Merlin. However, I guess in my dream, I was sleeping and woke up to all of this. Supposedly, the ‘day before, the house was like how we originally found it; dusty and broken and such. So this was all a nice surprise. Actually, now that I think about it, I was quite suspicious of it all.
But enough of that. The next part I remember was walking down the hall and down the stairs, heading towards the kitchen, where I find out I’m wearing my silk pajamas that I had forgotten at my old-ish home, and there was this thought running through my mind about where I had misplaced my mind. Which is unusual for me, because I always know where my wand is, or at least have it with me at all times. But, I finally get to the kitchen, and…of course…no one is there. On the other hand, it was a rather decent looking kitchen. So much better then what we have now. Not that, what we have now is bad just…
Well, out of the window, I thought I saw a shadow so I go out to investigate, except, the sun is unusually bright that day. I kept seeing this shadow though, so I followed it. Stupid, I know. AND without a wand? Might as well just be walking into a cave with no light! But it was all good in the end. This shadow, whatever it was, (I thought it was a man though I can’t be sure) led me to this broom. The broom my father was going to give me, nevertheless with the situation that came up, I never got it. So it was a bit of a surprise, again, that it was that close and in my grasp. It wasn't just any broom, obviously. Everyone would be jealous!
And that's when I woke up. Unfortunately. Regardless, I never got to fly the broom, and it was a short dream compared to others I've had, but, that's what I got.
SPOILER!!: Dream Entry 3
March 14, 2073
Evelyn Rose Flores-Shepard
Book thing…
Well, I suppose this will be my last entry for this dream diary thing. It is rather strange to record a dream and to look back to it days later. Makes you wonder why you dream what you do. Anyways, here it is.
SPOILER!!: Dream 3
I remember, running through a forest near my old home with my father. I was older though. Maybe seventeen? We had only run around like that very few times when I was younger, and we never went into the forest near our home, but we were this time. I knew every way, tree, bush, and hole since I have frequently wandered into there by myself when my parents were working and gave my tutor the slip, but my father didn’t. Or at least, I thought he didn’t.
But, we were playing a favorite game of mine from when I was younger. Aurors and Death Eaters. Me, being the death eater and him being the auror. However, instead of using fake wands like we did when we were younger, we were using our real wands; probably more of a celebration that I was seventeen and able to use magic outside of school.
However, we were running in the forest, which was dark yet light at the same time with the sunshine rays shining through the branches and leaves of the trees, giving it an almost fantasy look, when my father yelled something out. I don’t remember what, but it made me stop and look around to find him, but he was nowhere in sight. I thought perhaps he was running back to the house because he forgot something, so I started running back the way I came. Or at least, the way I thought I came. I was certain that was the way I came, but as I reached the edge of the trees, it wasn’t my house in the distance. It was the home that Rae and I were living in.
Somehow, I thought that I had gone too far or took a wrong turn while running, so I started off in another direction I thought my home was. It seemed as if the area was becoming misty, or foggy, though as time went on, and finally when I had reached the edge of the forest on another side, the house in the distance was still not my own, but my friend Destiny’s. So by now, I’m getting quite irritated and, a bit scared if I were to admit, that I’m not able to find my house, or able to remember the way back to it. But I don’t give up. I set off again through the forest, though this time walking.
It seemed like it had gotten a lot darker now that I remember as well. Darker and colder, and the misty/foggy air was not helping in any way, but I didn’t feel cold for some reason. I knew it was cold, but I didn’t feel it. Lighting the tip of my wand, I continued through the forest, and I kept finding myself confused and not knowing the area…and the crazy thing was, I was comfortable with it.
And somewhere as I explored the forest, feeling more like a lost crup than anything, I woke up.
As far as confusing dreams go, I think that is the most confusing I’ve ever had. I don’t think I remember any incident where I was lost, but felt at home at the same time…ever…in my life. Maybe I’m going crazy? Or it’s just a crazy dream. Nothing to think about right?
You know, diary sounds like such a boring name. I really should give you a nice one. Make this thing a bit more personal. How does Magnus strike you, eh? Don't ask me to explain it, it would take too long. And this is just for dreams.
So lets get started.
ENTRY ONE
October 2072
Sarah Rose Griffin
Dear Magnus,
I had a letter from Miranda the other day, and I think that's what set this dream off....
I was asleep in my bed in the dorm room, and I heard a noise outside the window....Which is odd in itself as we don't have them in the basement. Of course I just thought it was owls flying around and stretching their wings, so I turned over and directed my blurry vision outside, hoping maybe to spot one. But I didn't see owls. I saw Miranda with her face pressed against the window, waving at me as I stared at her. I didn't believe it at first, it was only when she knocked on the window that I moved out of bed and went and opened it.
She was sat on a dragon of all things, hovering outside, wings flapping wildly as it tried to keep steady. Truthfully it scared me and I stepped further back into the room, but the thing stuck it's head in the window and grabbed my PJ's in it's mouth, hauling me outside and onto it's back with Miranda. She was laughing and telling me not to be silly, she'd borrowed the dragon from the Harpies so she could come and see me. As we flew away from school, I looked back and saw that the place I'd been was the only thing there. It was a tall tower and no other buildings surrounded it. It couldn't have been the Hufflepuff dorm at all. I didn't have any time to think about it as we went shooting off into the distance.
We went soaring over the lake, with the dragon holding both of us in it's mouth so we could touch the water better. And Miranda was telling me all about her exploits in the team, and how much she wished she could have done that and stay at school. I began to cry and couldn't stop. My vision got blurry again and suddenly I was dropping. I couldn't see properly through the tears, but the outline of Miranda and the dragon got further and further away in the sky as I fell towards the water.
I woke up with a shudder, and sat bolt upright in bed, actual tears coming down my face. It was weird, and I certainly didn't like it.
See you again soon, Magnus. Hopefully with a nicer dream, one not so sad.
__________________
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Dear Adam,
Last night I dreamed that Lukas and I went to Hogsmeade with 5 younger students ( I think I was a 3rd year ) . We sneaked around the school trying to find the secret passage that led to the One Eyed Witch which leds to Honeydukes Cellar- as Lukas has heard. The kiddies went in head first, then Lukas, and lastly myself, checking any signs of wandering teachers. We trekked through the mud and made our way around the darkness...Lukas and I both forgot the Lumos spell.
When we arrived in Hogsmeade we stuck together, as to not get lost. One little first year Gryffindor poked me in the eye with a zonko joke . Lukas kept eye out, as he stood in the rain, making sure no teachers were searching for us. I saw someone looking at us, someone with greasy black hair, but I had no clue who it was. Anyways after that short encounter I thought it best to all head back before more could happen.
As we tripped our way through the pitch black tunnel my heart was pounding. Something about that man staring at me gave me a unsettling feeling. The 7 of us then ran for it, knowing we would soon be notified. The little kiddies were enjoying it, but Lukas and I knew we had to beat the teachers to it. Then as we came out the One Eyed Witch someone called Professor Snape caught us. Because I was paying attention to Snape and saluting to him when he asked he began liking me...Though Lukas was being a rebel and received a months worth of detention.
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Entry 2
I have no clue where I am as the dream starts. I'm standing very straight and very still. I'm anxious, even though I don't know why yet. I know I'm wearing my low-heel shoes, and it feels like I'm wearing a skirt, but I'm being very sure not to move. All of a sudden, I hear the sound of the air cutting, and something flies right over the top of my head; I hear it hit the ground. I scream. I duck, even though it's over, and hold my hands in front of my head. Turning, I get down on my hands and knees to search for whatever it was. I notice that I'm on carpet, but the air around me dosen't feel like I'm in a closed room.
After crawling about fifteen feet, my hands encounter something. It's long and thin and straight--but in the middle of it is something hard and round. Then, at the other end, something sharp. It's an arrow, pointing away from me. Upon feeling the stem, I realize that the hard something is an apple that must've been sitting on top of my head. Still holding the arrow and apple, I stand, and as I do, the air around me changes. Now the air is very warm--almost hot--and I know I'm in a very small room.
Reaching out in front of me, I immediately encounter a table--small and square. On it is the goblet of fire. I set the arrow down and feel my hands along the goblet. Even though the air is hot from the flames, my fingers aren't burned by the flame. I reach into it--unsure why I do so--and pull out a letter. When I open it, I throw the envelope back into the flames and un-fold the paper. I can't read it--but I know it has words written on it by the indentations in the paper.
Folding it back up, I search for a way out. I can't breathe, the air is so hot. After a moment, I kneel to the floor, but there's nothing but smooth wall. I start to cough as the air gets hotter, and finally I feel so heavy I give up looking for a way out. I curl up on the floor, and just as I do, I jump as I feel a snake slither over me, not bothering to stop. And then I wake up.
Dream Diary. That's your title, not a name. You don't get a name, because you're not a living thing. And I'm not going to pretend like you're a living thing, cause' I don't tell all my dreams to living things!... Well people really. So, if you are a person DON'T READ THIS, KAYYYY? ...Unless you're the professor. Then, feel free to keep reading, I guess. Yeah. Go on. Ignore this, please.
I should probably continue with dream number one. My dream started out on the grounds. There was a perfect blanket of snow covering the trees, the lake, and the groundskeeper's hut. It looked like something you might see on a greeting card only, on greeting card's there usually isn't a barefoot girl lying in the middle of the scene.
It wasn't cold. I was laying right in the middle of the snow, wearing a dress. I'm not sure why... I'm not a very girly girl, you know? It was a nice dress though... as far as dresses go. It was whiter than the snow, had a ruffly skirt that poofed out a little and a big gold bow that tied in the back. Instead of being frizzled and sticking out in different directions, my hair was in perfect ringlets, hanging around my face.
I didn't feel like me, but I did feel pretty, I suppose.
I sat up, tugging at one of the curls anxiously. As soon as I did it straightened out, looking like my regular hair. I stared in surprise, watching it blow limply in the wind, next to all the perfect curls. Suddenly it got a little colder.
I tugged on another curl, unable to help myself. It came undone too, and the breeze got stronger. I don't think it could even qualify as a breeze anymore.
Call me an idiot, but I wanted to know what would happen if I pulled a third curl. So, after hesitating for a second, I brought my hand to another curl and gave it a tug. At first nothing happened. The anticipation built. Then the wind began to whistle. Suddenly it formed a circled around me, blowing sharply against my skin. It lifted some of the snow on the ground and it began to twirl around me, surrounding me in whiteness. I was bewildered and amazed... but the wind was painful. It felt like a slap in the face. When it finally stopped I shivered, pulling my knees against my chest.
My curls were gone (presumably blown out by the wind?), to be replaced with my plain brown hair. I was no longer wearing the dress I'd admired. Instead I wore jeans and a long sleeve shirt. On my feet, which were bare earlier, I had on a bright pair of sneakers and my broomstick socks.
After a moment I pulled myself to my feet. It took some effort to stay up, for I got dizzy. I stumbled forward, heading for the castle, and a wall of fire came up and blocked my way. I tried another direction and the same thing happened. And another. I was panicking a little. On all sides, I was surrounded by blazing walls of fire.
Someone started to scream from the outside, but I couldn't pinpoint the voice. I couldn't really tell whether it was male or female. All I could hear was a few mangled words. Nothing very distinct.
I have a good guess of who it was, but I'm not naming names. I woke up with a start, my forehead covered in icky sweat.
Write to you later,
Melanie
entry number 2
Dear Dream Diary,
It started in a room I've never been in before. The ceiling was red and walls on the sides of the room were metallic. Each wall had a huge, tall "window", almost taking up the entire surface. I saw movement and blurry colors dancing around outside, in the dark (Now that I've given some thought to it, I think it was a circus of some kind going on out there). Naturally curious, I approached one of the windows, my footsteps echoing softly against the silver floor. I pressed my nose to the window and peeked out, looking to and fro for something recognizable.
Then it began to rain. The rain wasn’t really rain though. It was large, hard, yellow… almost oily on the outside… To take shelter from the popcorn kernels, I stayed pressed against the window, staring in puzzlement up at the ceiling, which now had a hole in it. Soon, the room began to heat up and the mysterious “rain” began to hop about, popping into fluffy pieces of popcorn. It was really scary, because it didn't look like normal popcorn. It was HUGE.
Then, just as the popping began to die off, someone lifted the ceiling up and looked down in the room... which I guess was really a popcorn maker? Anyway, it was a giant!!!!!!! A GIANT!!!!!!!!!!! But not just any giant! It was Treyen. That's right. Treyen the giant. Or was I just small?
He scooped up some popcorn, somehow managing to scoop up me too. Like any minuscule person trapped in a popcorn bag I failed around and tried to get his attention so he didn't eat me. Apparently he didn't hear me. So... well, he kinda tried to eat me without realizing it. Just as I was falling towards his mouth I woke up.
This is weirdest dream I've had in a while.
Kinda freaked out right now,
Melanie
entry number 3
Dear Dream Diary,
Guess what? I actually had a good dream. A good, happy, though still kinda whimsical, dream. It was awesome. Know what's not awesome? The fact that I had to wake up in the middle of the dream. And then, I thought, "Boy I'd better write this down before I totally forget my entire dream!" I am not pleased with you diary. I could be sleeping right now. Instead I am doing homework. Whatever, though. Whaaaatever.
Basically, in the dream, I was taking a walk. About every 5 steps my surroundings changed. First it was light and sunny, out on the grounds like in summertime. Then I walked into the Forbidden Forest and found myself in a completely different forest... the one behind my aunt's house. After I walked through my dad's flat and then the electronics store he owns. At each place there was someone there I knew and I waved to them. It was a pretty boring dream at first, really. Happy, but boring.
I guess this went along for a little while (I really don't know how long. In dreams it's kinda hard to have a sense of time.). The very last place a walked to was the most interesting. My mom was there. She smiled at me, and instead of continuing to walk I stopped to have a look around. We were inside some sort of rain forest and, frankly, it was beautiful. Rather than talking, I just stood there and stared at her, not sure what to say. Her smile faded. Then she just walked away, not saying anything to me.
That concludes my dream. I came around when she left.
Why hello little Journal! And hello Professor Reynolds!
First of all, this journal belongs to me, Treyen Sebastien Lockhart, and no one besides the Professor will be able to read it. Though, I don't particularly mind if anyone gets to open it, anyway.
Second of all, and most importantly, the dream.
"It seemed like it happened yesterday. Not the dream, but in my dream it seemed like some kind of deja-vu, as if I was going through it all over again. I couldn't remember the end, but everything seemed so familiar, the trees, the huge stone set by the river, it was all too familiar, even if it was the first time I have seen it.
Either way, there was another feeling of being obligated to do something, and so I got inside the river and started to swim towards the bottom, as if looking for something down there, except...there was never a bottom...instead, I had swam into the other side of it? As if I had swam from one side to the earth to the other one, and that was no river, it was the sea and all I could do was swim towards the sandy shore.
It didn't end there, because I managed to get to the shore, only to get up and start to walk in the means of finding something that was precious to me.
I don't know what it was or what it is, the dream ended there, leaving a feeling of emptiness when I woke up."
That feeling of emptiness was hunger. And it was all taken care of with breakfast.
Hoping to have less exercise in my sleep,
Treyen.
Journal Entry # 2
SPOILER!!: December, 2072
Hello again journal and Professor! Hope you both are doing great.
Here's the dream that got me thinking, as all dreams do.
"So, this time there was a storm going on where I was, rain everywhere, thunders everywhere, it was a tough storm and all I had was a little umbrella, a very little umbrella that only managed to keep my face dry, and my hair too. Either way, the storm was hard on me but I paid no attention to that, I was more focused on lifting rocks with the help of my wand (I did notice that I was slightly older, not old, just...older, when I looked at my hand), so, yes, lifting rocks and rocks until my eyes lit up at the sight of the most precious object one could ever find. Or the one that I was looking for, which felt like the precious thing ever.
A golden key. And then I woke up."
Needless to say, I woke up thinking of Phineas, the Niffler I'm supposed to take care of, but that's up to Professor Saylen.
Hoping to have less water in my sleep next time,
Treyen.
Journal Entry # 3
SPOILER!!: January, 2073
Another hello to the nifty journal, and hey there Professor! Hope you had an amazing holiday!
I think I'll start with the dream now, after all, this is what the journal is for.
"It was a sunny day on the grounds, and the Hogwarts castle looked as beautiful as ever. The few birds in the air chirped cheerfully, or so I thought. It could even be a perfect day if Quidditch was to be played, but this was not the case, and I knew it wasn't.
All of the sudden Mr. Masterson shows up, he was standing next to a tree, but really, it seemed as if he just apparated there. And I know it isn't possible, it can't happen at Hogwarts, but this was a dream, and oddly enough I knew I was dreaming, which made it odder that Mr. Masterson started to throw acorns from the tree (oh, yeah, it was an acorn tree). He was throwing the acorns at me, but I dodged them all, except for a little one that smacked me right in the face. Of course, it didn't hurt, but it probably would have. It looked like fun...and I was going to pick the acorns from the ground when a bunch of clouds came out of nowhere and ruined, RUINED, the beautiful spring day. Everything went dark, and Mr. Masterson was gone, actually, everything turned to silence and a door was in the place of the tree.
Curious as ever, I decided to open the wooden door and entered. I was back. Back in the beautiful spring day with the chirping sounds and the acorn tree, except...no acorns on the grounds, and no Mr. Masterson."
Waking up seemed next in my agenda, and snow covered most of the window. Clearly, Mr. Masterson forgot to keep our windows from getting snow in them, blocking the view of the grounds.
In April I have my birthday, hope I don't get any acorns, otherwise I'll get suspicious,
Treyen.
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I had a dream last night (that was obvious) if I didn't had a dream last night I won't write to you won't I? Okay continued..
I was in the field and it's looked like Quidditch Pitch but it's not Hogwarts Quidditch Pitch. It was smaller but the view was magnificent. I saw broom line up next to me. I looked at the brooms very carefully. Then I grabbed a Firebolt. I never tried flying on one of these. I took the Firebolt and hold it with my left hand. I walked to the middle of the pitch before riding it. I kicked off the ground and suddenly I was up in the air. I always love the feeling when I flied in the air. I can't describe it with words. It was the best feeling ever.
I was flying so high from the ground. I lean forwards so the broom would go faster and it did. The broom went faster, this must be the fastest broom I've ever ride yet. I didn't notice that the weather had changed from the sunny ones to cloudy. The skies turned to gray and I could see flash of lightning. I tried so hard not to panicked. I lean back so the broom would go slower.
I was panicked, I could see the lightning in the skies increasing. I tried to fly away as far as I could from the lightning but unfortunately I'm not fast enough. The lightning hit the broom and it split in two. I lost balance and I fall. I tried to scream for help but there's nothing coming out from my mouth. I closed my eyes hoping that this isn't happen and then before I could open my eyes again my back was crashed into the ground. The pain was unbearable. I couldn't get myself up and then suddenly I woke up when I heard someone calling out my name but I could still the pain on my back when I woke up.
Well. that was for today. See you again soon Sýr.
Love,
Freya
caffeine princess ♬ lunchbox adventurer ❀ little rose
Dream #1
SPOILER!!: November
Dear Mister Notebook (imma call you that, 'kay?),
I had a dream that I was running through a blizzard. I wasn't wearing shoes or socks, but I was wearing this weird band-thing around my ankles. Oh, and my feet were tied together. Yeah, not fun.
So anyways, like I was saying-- I was running through this blizzard. And this bear popped out at me. Except it was a little tiny bear (squirrel sized) and he was wearing a hat. It was a pretty pink top hat actually. Aaand, for whatever reason I kept thinking it was Jimbo though it obviously looked nothing like him.
So then this girl shows up and she's riding on the back of the bear (I guess she was there the whole time) and she's got blond hair with little bits of leaves and sticks poking out. And her and this bear are trying to eat me what did I do?!
So I start running towards this ice cave but my feet are freezing and as much as I try, I can't move anywhere. So then I try to scream, but that doesn't work either because no noise will come out of my mouth.
And then I woke up. See, I always wake up right before something happens. Okay, later Mister Notebook!
xoxo Lani
Dream #2
SPOILER!!: Uhm, January?
Hello Again Mister Notebook!!
Alrighty, so I had another dream. And because you're a notebook I'm going to assume you want to know what it is. Well, here goes:
I was running through a house, and the entire house was cream colored. Like-- all of it, the sofas and everything. So anyways, I was running through this house and I couldn't stop. No matter HOW hard I tried. It was quite frustrating actually.
So eventually I did stop, but it was because I jumped off a landing on the stairs (not a smart idea btw). So then I was kind of like flying, except I was falling off some stairs.
It was a pretty long ways down too. And then I remember I couldn't breathe, so I started suffocating. And then I woke up.
I know, happy dream right? Well I best be going then, Bye Mister Diary/ Journal/ Notebook/ thing
xoxo Lani
Dream #3
SPOILER!!: February ;)
Hullo Mister Notebook!!
This is quite depressing isn't it? My last entry. :'( *siiigh* okay well, on with the show I suppose (which is actually very acurate for today's entry).
Alright, so the dream started out by the lake. It was rather cold and the lake was covered in mounds of snow and ice. There were even these big ice sculptures in the shapes of Magical Creatures. You know the type, dragons and bunnies and what-not.
Well anyways, I went up to touch one of said bunnies and it turned into a big block of metal and landed on my foot. It didn't really hurt exactly, it was more of a numbing feeling. So then I fell back through the ice and floated down below. I started struggling to breathe after that. Then The giant squid grabbed me with it's tentacles and dragged me down to the bottom.
He set me inside a tent where circus mice and lolipops were being thrown around, shot out of cannons, dancing, hula hooping-- general circus stuff. But I still couldn't breathe.
So then all the mice climbed up onto my head and I sunk down into the ground from all the weight. I was up to my neck in dirt and circus tent before I woke up.
Well, I suppose that's all-- it's been real nice talking to you Mister Notebook. I will always remember you. Farewell,
I am here to tell you my dream. It scared me, and I because of this, I'm very afraid for my friend, and can't find him. So here you go:
Dream 1
So I was walking down the street with my friend Cass. He was wearing Gryffindor colors, and I was wearing Ravenclaw colors. We were holding hands and walking down to the quittich game. As soon as we got there, we headed up to the Ravenclaw section of the stands to cheer on the Gryffindors. The every one of the quittitch players turned into baby dragons, and were flying around the field playing quittich. I turned to were my friend was, and he wasn't there, but when I looked down, I was still holding his hand. I got really freaked out so I jumped off the tower, onto the field, not letting go of his hand. I landed perfectly on my feet, and looked next to me. My friend had returned but he was on the floor, with his leg looking all askew. I kneeled down next to him and tried to wake him up but he wouldn't wake up. Then a dragon came down next to us and bowed. I woke up before anything could happen.
I was near the lake of Hogwarts, with books in my hands and dragging my feet to sit near it. I still remember the tiredness I felt, my feet were almost numb. It was like I walked from the dorm to the lake on needles. I had three or four huge books in my arms and couldn't use the magic to levitate them in front of me.
No one was there except for me and my small stubborn cat Kitty. I sat down and started opening books and dwelling into them. Not reading but searching for something. Kitty was bouncing all around and tried to distract me but couldn't for I was too absorbed in my books. The weather was cool and the sky was fine but there was a moon instead of a sun during the day.
I remember that I shot a piercing glance at Kitty to let her settle down a bit. Then I turned my head up to see the moon and muttered something to myself about how beautiful it was to have a moon in midday. When I looked back down, Kitty was gone. I jumped up on my feet but they were numb again and I fell down on my face and started crawling towards the lake to check whether or not Kitty was drowned somehow.
As soon as I made it to the lake I looked down into the water and the reflection wasn't me. It was a reflection of a man-me; my features, my eyes but as a man. I started screaming for help and was freaked out a lot.. that's when I woke up breathing heavily and sweating and I saw Kitty sleeping in her basket next to my bed.
Entry Two
SPOILER!!: Dream 2
I was with Danny in the playground we used to go to when I was back home. He was on the swing and I kept pushing him as he laughed as always. Everything was so vivid and beautiful and I was happy. I can still feel the smile on my face and hear his cute giggles.
It was summer and hot but I wore a fur-jacket with high-boots and gloves. Suddenly, I became aware of my unfit costume and stopped pushing my brother. Sweating like a pig, I tried to take them off but couldn't. Every time I pull the jacket off another one appeared beneath it. Danny got down of the swing and walked over to me with his green T-shirt and light-olive shorts. He asked me why was I wearing winter clothes in summer and I didn't know what to say.
I looked around trying to find mom but she wasn't there. I looked back at Danny to see him standing further than he was just now, he was backing away. I remember my sight getting blur all of a sudden and I called him over but he shook his head. I walked over to him quickly and said that it wasn't me who chose to wear those in such a day but he didn't seem to understand.
I knelt before him and my eyes met his hazel innocent eyes. He was crying silently and telling me that I was 'scary' sometimes and he didn't enjoy playing with me anymore. Then Danny ran away and disappeared and I let myself lie on the grass… alone but wearing my swimming suit and not sweating anymore.
Entry Three
SPOILER!!: Dream3
I was walking in the street of Hogsmade. Kitty stumbling behind me and I had candies in my pockets. Many candies that they caused my pockets to look puffy. Hogsmade was cool and it was winter. I wasn't alone but many people scattered around in the street. Students and adults.
I had no certain destination so I walked to nowhere, just keeping my steps to carry me straight on. Until a man came over to me smiling warmly and asking me to follow him. I didn’t know who he was but I followed him unwillingly. I asked him who he was and where were we going to, but he said that I'd see as soon as we have made it there.
The man was tall and in good shape. He was white-skinned and very dark hair. He was the age of Jason and looked a bit like him. The man was familiar but I couldn't dwell in my memories to really know him. We continued walking on and on till we made it to Hogwarts. I was confused. I just left the school to Hogsmade, how did we go back? I asked him and he merely smiled down at me and patted my shoulder. I shivered at his touch and my tears started to gather in my eyes. The next second I looked at him he was gone and Kitty was at my feet rubbing her little head to my shoes.
Last edited by Magical Soul; 10-04-2010 at 01:44 AM.
Dream Diary- Dream Two
My name is Travis Stone. I have a nickname, too. " My nickname is "Stone Cold" I have been flying for a long time. I had been a pilot in the Air Force. I am now a pilot for American Airlines.
Today is an easy flight from San Francisco to New York. I like the Big Apple. I went to the BrodWay Show "Wicked Tonight". Now, my next flight hopefully will be uneventful, too. I left my hotel room and left for La Guardia Airport.
I said hello to my crew. My co-pilot Jim, the flight attentendants, Mandy, Georgia, Susan all returned my hellos. The take off went smooth. The plane is in the air now and I introduce myslef to the passengers. Hello, my name is Travis Stone. " Our co-pilot is Jim and the flight cres is Mandy, the head flight attendant, then Georgia and Susan.
"Any thing you need just ask the flight attendants, they will be happy to help you.
Then the plane statred jerking around in the sky. "Do not worry, it is just turbelence" Travis told the passengers. All stay seated with seat belts on, please. "We should out of this turbulence quickly.
I guided the plane a slight bit lower then the turbulence, but the plane still jerked. At the same time, I swear I felt my bed shaking. " Ilooked down and there is not enough fuel in the plane to land at San Francisco. I will really give it to the person who forgot the fuel. The plane is near the Rockies, but I chose to go over New Mexico. "Sorry, we will be late due to not enough fuel. " the passengers started to panic. "Do not worry, my co-pilot Jim told the passengers, Travis's nickname is "Stone Cold" and he will get us through this flight with no problems.
I get to the plane just over the Bay on the way to San Francisco. The plane is shaking, the passen gers are scared. I am cool, calm and collected. There is no fuel to land at SFO( the San Francisco Airport). The plane is shaking ,jerking, going down. I put out the plane's wheels, skiedde on the runwat gently as I came in on neutral.
I heard all the passengers yell" thank, Thank, we are safe and sound. " My crew all thanked the passengers for being good to the end of the flight. " then they told the passengers, now you know why we call him "Stone Cold."
I woke up and the bed is still shaking. Why?" I do not know.
Last edited by Jason Potter Weasley; 09-20-2010 at 09:41 PM.
Well okay so, dear diary, I guess. Well guess what you are used to keep my dreams. Hmm well if I ever remember them. But, last night I did.
Well so my dream was, aunt Amaria was over and she and mum were having some sort of fight I think. I was reading a book and Rose was listening to the radio. I have no idea where Jasper was. Anyway I suddenly stopped reading and dad took me to some sort of party. Yes, it was a party a coming of age party for some messed up girl who had problems. Yeah she had really bad problems I'll get to that soon.
But, anyway I bought her some chocolate frogs for her birthday. This is were her problems come in. She started to throw them at me and this other girl. She went crazy and started trying to scratch us. Then her mom took her away for about ten minutes. But, suddenly her mom was Amaria who has no kids. Then when she came back with 3 bruises and started dancing.
I then ran around trying to find Amaria and find out why she gave this girl the bruises. Then I finally came to a cliff and heard Amaria yelling at my mom. The cliff I figured must have dropped into my house. I jumped and then suddenly woke up.
Weird huh. I'm trying to figure out if I know who the sycho, is that how you spell it, girl was.
my last dream had bugged me so much, I'm writing about how it came again.
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So I was walking again with my friend Cass. Again we were holding hands, yet this time I could see him. He was smiling at me. I looked up and snow was falling. When the snowflakes fell against my skin, it felt cold. Too cold. I looked at my hand, and it was blue. I look at my friend and he was blue aswell. Then all of a sudden he looked at me with an appoligetic face, and collapsed into a pile of snow. I shed a tear, before I too collapsed into snow. This is when I woke up.
Dear Dream Diary
I dreamed I was walking along the lakeshore. Somthing wasn't the way it always was these days at Hogwarts. I heared a rustleing in the bushes. Neville Longbottom, as a student, popped out. "Why are you here?" I asked. "To, um, study plants for Herbology..." He answered. It was oviously an excuse.
He blushed under my gaze. I decided to mention the Hogsmede trip next week.
"You know that there's a hogsmede trip next week..." So maybe you want to go with me? I anxiously waited for his responce. The suspence begun to kill me.
He got up from the log he was sitting on as Harry and Ginny walked down from the castle and said, "follow me." I quickly hurried away with him. "I know about that Hogmede trip... and I wanted to... would you... are you able.... wannagotohogemedewithme?" He said. "What?" He needed to speek more clearly. "Want to go to Hogsmede with me?" Neville finally made sence. "Yes," I said. Suddenly evrything made sence.
I was Luna Lovegood.
Love,
Alice S. Longbottom
(I hate my middle name)
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