Last night, I had the nightmare. When I first came to Hogwarts, I had the nightmare every night. But now, I haven't had it for months! The nightmare starts with me falling into darkness, and then the words of the prophecy echo around me: "When she comes, I proclaim, the sorting hat not the same, withered, confused, in its old fame, she stands by a desired frame. Sorted into fate unfit, too much pride, lack of wit. Too much pressure to face it all, Helps the Dark Lord, stops his fall." I wake up drenched in sweat. I almost forgot about the prophecy. I immediately fall back asleep. This time though, I have a new nightmare. An even more terrifying nightmare. I see a dark, hooded, figure. "Ravennnn Dumbledorrrreee." The figure hisses. "I have come for youuuuuu. Your father has wronged meeeee. And you shall make it rightttt." "Who are you?" I stutter, terrified. "My name does not matteerrrr. Only my intentionssssss. Tell me Ravennnnnn," The figure says. "Who angers youuuu?" "Holly. Holly Potter." I say without thinking. "And why does she anger youuuuu?" "She has everything that I don't! She's popular, pretty, she even can change what house her ex-boyfriend is in so she doesn't have to look at him anymore!" "And what curses do you wish upon herrrr??" "Curses?" This surprises me. "I don't wish curses on her. she's my friend. Besides, she didn't choose to be popular, she just is." "Is that sooo?" The figure asks. "Well maybe she did. She wants to push you downnnn. She wants to winnnnn. She is off the quidditch team, and it is your faulttttt. If you don't hurt her now, she will hurt you laterrrrrr. Remember, she wants you to be weak so she can hurt you moreeee." "NO!" I scream. "SHE WOULDN'T DO THAT! SHE'S MY FRIEND!" "Is she nowwwww?" Somehow, his words twist my mind. They make me hate Holly. "I HATE HER!" I scream, tears rolling down my cheek. "I HATE HOLLY POTTER!" "Then allow me to solve your problemsss. " The figure snaps his fingers, and a green light flashes. His hood is torn off and I recognize his face as Voldemort, and he just killed Holly. "No!" I yell. "What have you done? What have I done?!?! I didn't mean it!" "Don't worryyyy. Neither you nor I will take the blame for her deathhhhh. I have poisoned the mind of anotherrrr. Pansy will carry out the deed for usssss." I wake up screaming. I remember the prophecy. When she comes, I proclaim, the sorting hat not the same, withered, confused, in its old fame, she stands by a desired frame. Sorted into fate unfit, too much pride, lack of wit. Too much pressure to face it all, Helps the Dark Lord, stops his fall. This is what it meant by helping the dark lord! But what does it mean by stopping his fall? Never mind, I'll figure that out later. I expect to get a scolding from Pansy for 'disturbing her sleep' but she's not there. I gasp. She's going to k!ll Holly! I rush around Hogwarts, and I see Pansy dashing toward the girls bathroom, knife in hand. I only know one person who can save her. I dash up to the library and find Luna, I explain everything about the vision to her, and we run to the bathroom. We find Holly covered in blood on the bathroom floor. Mattheo and Daphne are already there, staring at Holly, gaping, but they aren't doing anything. I gasp. I think it's too late! But Luna assures me we're just in time. Luna pulls some sort of bottle out of her pocket and drinks whatever is inside. Her eyes start glowing and she mumbles something that sounds like gibberish, all of the sudden, Holly sits up, weak, but alive. I hug her, I can't believe how easily I was tricked into thinking I hated her. "Holly!" I yell. "I'm so glad you're okay! I'm so sorry for everything!" I take a deep breath, and tell Holly about my vision.
