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Another Harry Potter-related dream
There's something related to dumbledore. He might have warned me of something. The dream is set in a sort of town-ish location. It's rather rural, with only a few small densely populated areas and lots of hills so big that they're borderline mountains. I recall this having been the location from another dream from a long time ago. I seem to go from hill to hill for no particular reason. There is something rather concerning and sinister going on in the background, and it invokes a feeling of dread within me. Somebody else warns me again, and I think it has to do with the fact that I am quite visible on top of those hills. At some point, there might be something that really does suggest I should have heeded that warning, but I don't remember. Sometimes the dream also seemed to be a video game, but that wasn't consistent.

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I guess constantly watching Harry Potter nearly every day has infested my dreams. But I guess I should try to use that as a dream sign, since it's been in nearly every dream for the whole week now.

Dream 1 - Fireworks

It's night and I'm out partying with school friends. My mental map tells me I'm around the area where my university is, but the buildings are different. The party is moving, people leave with bikes and cars. I just arrived from a gym and left my bike there. One of my old friends asks why I did that and calls me stupid. I don't mind, I start running to the bridge going across the lake. People with bikes and cars can't take this short cut, so I might even arrive before them. I notice I don't tire from running and I can run really fast. While running over the bridge I notice a massive explosion in the sky, like a meteor split into hundreds of orange shards that continued to fall in every direction. I stop to admire it. I look around to see if anyone was following me and saw this amazing display, but I'm alone. I look back up and see several more explosions and realize they are fireworks. Incredibly beautiful looking though, and massive. They light up the whole night sky.

After a while I continue to the location where the party was supposed to continue. It's not a party at all, it's a mandatory church ceremony. (We used to have on at the beginning of every school year. Involves preaching, singing etc.) At the doors we are supposed to also donate some money. I have no cash on me and panic.

Panic leads to waking up, so I WBTB.

Dream 2 - Kids of the Slums

I'm a DO and see slums next to an odd looking frozen river. The ice is light blue, but isn't reflective or transparent like it should. TotalBiscuit is looking after the boys of the slums. There's a radio playing music. One of the kids led TotalBiscuit to the river. There was a spot with some hardhats stuck in the ice and a few small rocks sticking out. The kid took TB to a dangerous spot on purpose. TB slips and hits his head into a rock. His skull cracked, he's dead. The kids go back. One of the boys goes to the group of girls that were playing in the slums and asks one of them to help with something. A girl in a green dress with flowers comes back with him. She asks what it's about. The boys don't say anything other than they need her help. The group starts walking somewhere and the dream ends.

Dream 3 - I teach history?
I'm in a school. Dumbledore is the headmaster and I teach history. Dumbledore tells me I'm going to speak in front of the whole school. We are in a big dining hall. I have nothing prepared and panic. Students arrive, I recognize a few of them. The students want to eat first. That buys me some time. I get the dessert, which is a piece of pie with some purple jam. I have a chat with one of the student I know from waking life. Pie tastes good. I start thinking about my lecture, while eating. Stuff of nightmares, this dream

I am partially at my church, and partially at Hogwarts. There are 4 different areas on the alter, and in each of the four different areas, there is one of each house. So, each area has all four houses in it, if that makes sense. I am then sorted into Ravenclaw, and Dumbledore(the first one) tells me something. I remember feeling very special that the headmaster decided to speak to me.
I am in my Spanish class. I walk up to a chair and sit on it. Somehow I have that memory that I was just "lost at sea" in the Spanish classroom, as though there was water underneath the chairs or something. I am joking around with my friends, saying that I liked to be "lost at sea" better than doing school work, because I didn't have to work. Me and my friend then go on our chromebooks, onto a google classroom assignment. It is a quiz about which house you are in for Hogwarts.
I am at school, right at the end of the day. The bell rings, and I pick up all my stuff. But, I keep dropping all my books and stuff. When I finally get a hold on them, the buses are already almost leaving, so without stopping at my locker to get my backpack, I race to the bus. The bus driver asks me why I don't have my backpack, so I tell her.
My brother and I are walking towards someone's house, apparently to return a dog that we dog-sitted for them.

Ok, last night was an interesting night, but you'll need some background information to understand it. In real life, I got up at 4:30 am to leave on a trip. I decided to go to sleep in the car so I could count that as a wbtb.
I don't remember much of my dreams from before I left, but after a left, it got pretty interesting.
I had a false awakening of me waking up and sitting up in bed. My sister is just waking up too, but for some reason she says that she is going to take a snooze on the couch. I check my watch and see that the time is 4:11. I am confused, I thought we had already left. I wonder why I am not in the car. Then I say, "That can only mean one thing!" And I do an RC. I stick my finger through my hand, and what do you know? I'm dreaming. At that moment, I feel extremely happy. I pinch my nose and take a long breath. (As RelaxAndDream suggested.) It feels really cool. I guess I forget my LDing plan, because I decide to fly out of my house through the ceiling. I try it, and the ceiling sort of breaks apart, but I can't fly through it. Instead, I decide to fly around in my living room. (It's really tall and has a slanted ceiling.) I start to fly, and I'm really happy because my dad is watching, cheering me on, and I'm not falling. Sometime in the middle of my flight I pinch my nose and breath again. Once I am finish I land on my back on the ground, and greet my dad. He looks like Dumbledore, but is wearing my dad's sweatshirt. I try to transform him completly into Dumbledore, but it doesn't work. (I'm loosing my lucidity at this point.)
I then have a false awakening, this time in the car on our trip. We stop at a gas station to go to the bathroom, but we accidentally go into the dining room. Because of this, dad lets us get breakfast there. I get a waffle and a cup of cherries.

I'm at some sort of retreat, and I'm on a break outdoors, spending some time by myself. A van with a logo painted on the side stops at the side of the road, and I walk up to ask what's wrong. The driver says that he's making a delivery to the local Co-op, but he can't find it. I look over the hill in a couple of directions, and, as it's a dream, the Co-op appears on the horizon. I point it out to him and he moves on.

In a hall made of stone from the floor to the ceiling, Dumbledore gives instructions about the tournament. At the beginning of each round, we pick an element, and then we have to use that element in a free-for-all to tag the other players. If you're tagged, you're out of the round.

I start the first round with a more difficult element that I'm used to (air, I think). I'm mostly focusing on complicated defensive uses of the power, and I'm out of the round fairly quickly. Irritated, I prepare for the second round, bringing up a wall of flame.

I'm visiting the IT department, and I realize that they actually have a desk for me there. I tell them that I've had a desk upstairs for some time, and that I'm actually leaving the company in a week (in 2013), so they can probably give the desk to someone else. The desk has years-old mail that's been waiting for me, so I start going through it.

There's a certain type of fight that exists in fiction just to show off how overpowered the major players of a setting are, compared to the main character. This is one of those fights: Maleficent versus Dumbledore. Only... Dumbledore hasn't shown up, and I'm the only one standing in her way. I drop my hands to the side, palms up, and burn with power, until suddenly I'm Maleficent as well. (I have a moment where I go through: wand, wandless, crook staff, staff with bobble on the end—perfect.) I bang the staff into the concrete, sending up a shockwave at my opponent, and twirl the staff around into a ready pose, lime-green light streaming from the tip. Bring it.

My brother talks me into following him to a pool, but it turns out that once you've entered the pool area, you can never leave. I walk calmly over to one of the glass windows, face it squarely, and punch it. A crack appears in the safety glass. I punch it again, and again, until we're running over the roof of a park canteen/cafeteria to get away.

I realize that I forgot to post in the class discussion forums this week to get my participation mark (even though the class is over...)

I've left my glasses somewhere, but I know that searching for them the traditional way in a dream is a lost cause. "Accio, glasses," I say, and they fly into my hand from wherever they were hiding.

12.02.2012

Dream Scholarship (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm informed that there's an Asian lady hosting a small contest to win her scholarship of $3,500 I believe.


I'm going inside of an auditorium or a huge lecture room that could occupy maybe 300+ people. The walls are probably milky brown with some kind of pink to it, and the lighting above us is mostly white.

There's not a lot of people in the room, and I decided to merge with the 15-20 or so people sitting near the front. There's 4 sections of seats, and I decided to go to the middle on on the left. I have to go through someone, and they moved their legs for me.

Then I sit down, and started to phase out for a while until I saw people's names were on the board. There was this half-naked guy who was near the board, and I assumed I had to talk to him to get my name added for the scholarship contest.

So I go up to him and state my name, but apparently, there's someone already with my name on the chalkboard....then I hear someone call out, "Yeah, that's me!"

I was a bit shocked, but then decided to mention my middle name as well to make the distinction between the random dream character and myself. I go back to sit to a random seat, and I noticed there's one girl that looks like someone at my college in waking life.

She's dark-skinned, wearing tight khaki long pants, along with a green sweater with a few mixed in colors of red, white, blue, and such. She's looking at the large projector screen on the stage. I can't recall what was the exact content, and I doubt there was anything useful.

I just wanted to wait for the Asian lady, or whoever is hosting the contest. Then after a while someone comes in, and claims they are the host, so everyone starts paying attention. I passively hear what she's saying and focus on who is around me. Since I realized this is a contest again, I have to rank who might be a challenge to me.

I saw a guy with an orange shirt for a while, and then noticed he's similar to someone named Danny in waking life. I started to worry about his existence because he was supposedly a good debator in High School. Everyone else looked pretty easy to compete against.

The lady on the stage was most likely Indian or Hispanic, she was dark-skinned, but more of a tanned skinned complexion. She's wearing a black dress shirt that's slightly opened to show her cleavage, and I believe she's wearing regular dark blue jeans.

She looks like she's in her 30-40s, and she has long and brown hair, along with dark red lips. Her visage is plump and cheeky, and she has a decent body for her age overall.

She calls up one person, and I believe he would be asked a series of questions. After a while, I can't recall what happens during that inteveral, but I find myself on the stage with other people. I tense up a bit, and quickly turned my back to see what's on the screen.

Gradually, my awareness of the content picks up, and I realized these are mostly dream-related questions.

I start getting confident, and felt that this scholarship is easy pickings, too bad I didn't reality check since dreaming was the topic of discussion. As the lady is rambling on some stuff, my urge to just mention anything increases, but I didn't want to disturb the lady.

I start twitching while trying to be patient and see when she's going to just be quiet.

I can't remember anything after that.

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12.02.2012

Someone Tries To Shoot (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being outside, and I think I'm walking with my father or someone, along with some random female.

She was wearing a blue jacket, the hard layered ones, along with a dark red shirt underneath I believe. She also had regular light blue jeans, and she looks like she's in her 40s or so.

She has black hair, and is dark-skinned, and has a skinny torso region, but wide hips. I think my father was going to aim his gun at her for some reason, and I'm seeing this in spectator view. While things are going in slow-motion, I see that he really wants to prepare to shoot her, and as I'm informing the lady to watch out, she finally turns around.

She's shocked, and I think she someone takes the gun out of his hands and drops it somewhere else.

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12.02.2012

Sonic Heroes & Professor Dumbledore (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm watching a random small clip of Sonic, Knuckles, and Tails, and they're in an environment that's similar to the Lost Jungle stage in Sonic Heroes.

Sonic is trying to convice Tails and Knuckles to form together near a flower pod that can transport then to a huge plant base inside that's maybe 30 feet away from them. Knuckles raises his hairless eyebrow region on the left side, probably feels it's a crazy idea, but he agrees along with tails.

Now I'm mentally controlling Tails as Sonic and Knuckles hang out below him. I'm going through some weird sewer like region. The overall atmosphere's color is a light misty brown mixed in with yellow.

The walls and roofs are formed in a semi-circular composition, and as I'm progressing with the three characters, I finally reach a gated area. The irons seem to be rusty brown, and there's a gate door that we can open.

I prompt them to open it, and as soon as we go into the area, Professor Dumbledore comes in out of nowhere. He's sitting near a desk, and seems to be sorting through some papers. He looks very busy until I prompt the characters to get closer to him, after that, I can't recall anything else.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
These three fragments are all from one long-ass dream about a war being waged between two sides. I'm not sure what these "sides" were, because the characters and scenarios were so random. I don't remember much of the content that happened between the fragments.

The entire dream must have been fifteen minutes in length. It's one of the longest non-lucids I've had.

So many morbid dreams lately! I wonder what's up...

Anyways, this was the shorter of the three fragments, and probably the weirdest one too! I was in the same location as in my previous dream, Open Heart Medicine, except that it was much darker overall. The colors were paler and more dark-blueish in tone, but some browns were still present in the piles of wood and scattered items. Instead of being at the foot of the one large hill, I was about halfway up it, kind of standing awkwardly on the slope with one knee bent a little. I was looking up at the top of the hill, where the front half of a classic pirate ship was placed; it was facing upwards into the sky at a bit of an angle. It looked like the back end had been blasted off, because there were lots of shards of wood and hanging chains, along with other items, where it was cut off. The dark grey flags and sails were almost non-existent; they were very torn up and looked like they could've just dissolved into the air at the mention of a slight wind.

To the left of the ship, also on top of the pile, was a single stack of flatter black rocks that was a good ten feet in height; on top was a man; I knew that this was Legolas from Lord of the Rings. I only saw his silhouette though; it was a straight black color with no definition, as if it was a shadow puppet. His hands were on his hips and he was looking at the ship, which was directly to his right, level with him. As soon as I looked at him, the sky changed (although I can't really tell -when- exactly it did so) to a really dark red, which gradated to dark orange, and then a pale darker yellow right behind Legolas.

I looked to my left and saw a short man, possibly a dwarf but I'm not entirely sure, sitting on the side of the hill not five feet from me. He was wearing a woven Chinese sun hat and had a ginger beard, but I couldn't see his face because of the hat. He was wearing Lord of the Rings-style armor: silver, with some green and pale maroon fabric underneath, complete with some chainmail on the chest and lower arms. He had a long, skinny twig in the side of his mouth, and he chewed it a little bit.

"Legolas committed suicide," he told me with a very husky, almost garbled voice. "He was too proud to face conquest by the enemy".

I looked up, and then I saw that Legolas had vanished from the rock stack.

In a matter of moments, I had forgotten all about Legolas and the short man, and brought my attention back to the ship, but this time I was looking in front of it, on the side of the hill closest to me. There was a cross made from two wider-than-normal planks of wood, and on it was what I believed to be Dumbledore, although he looked more like Gandalf. He was wearing Gandalf the Grey's outfit, with a grey witch's hat on his head. What was so creepy about this, however, was that his eyes were wide open and his mouth made a bit of a gaping expression, and he was burned up with dark skin and yellow teeth. It reminded me of a crucifixion.

"Why is he so crispy?" I asked myself quietly, suddenly very afraid of my surroundings.

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have very faint recollection of this dream...meh, that's what I get for waiting so long to type it up somewhere.

There is an evil man. Like, really evil. He has a gaggle of what appear to be elementary school students following him around, and they are being taught to do evil deeds.

I am not actually there, but I am witnessing this happen from somewhere. The group is in some sort of a museum, maybe? It has an atmosphere that tells me lots of tourists travel here.

There is a small model of a bedroom, complete with a window, a bed, and dresser.

Oh, and Dumbledore.

Yeah. So, Dumbledore was micro. Like, half a foot tall. This evil man with the group of kids was holding a stapler, hovering it threateningly above Dumbledore's head. Dumbledore desperately tries to hide, crouching behind the door. However, he only tries to hide for a second before he comes out with his hands up.

"Alright. Do what you will. I won't go out of this world a coward." he says. I don't realize what's happening until this point, and by then it's too late. The evil man lets of a laugh, and staples Dumbledore's head. There's no blood or anything, but everyone knows he's dead. The man continues to staple him anyways, and in the end, there are exactly 17 staples in his body.

Everything feels...well, sad. And defeated. Almost like the last hope in this world had just died.

Okay, so, as weird as that sounds, it was actually a really sad dream. Like, seriously.

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08/05/11 Friday
I am in school, I know it is Friday, and I am impatiently waiting for the class to come to an end so I can go home. I fidget in my seat, willing the time to go by more quickly, completely ignoring the paper in front of me. I have all weekend to do that homework, there's no hurry. Something hits me in the back of the head, it is a wad of paper. I pick it up and look at it. There is a note scrawled inside that says, "You are having a cow." Wtf? I look around the room and see there is a boy a couple rows back from me looking at me. He points at me and mouths the word 'cow' very clearly. Weirdo… The bell finally rings and I get up to leave. I brush up against someone as I'm gathering my things and she gives a mock scream. She says something contaminated touched her and she needs to be disinfected before she catches whatever it is that makes me so gross. Another idiot. I already know for a fact that the school is full of idiots. I ignore the idiots and leave the classroom, heading for home. In front of the school there is a group of five boys picking on one boy. Bunch of cowards… I head over to the group, I recognize the boy getting picked on… and I know I don't like being picked on, so neither does this boy. One of them, a particularly fat one, is saying the smaller boy probably wets the bed, how pathetic is that? I comment it is about one tenth as pathetic as a group of five idiots picking on one person. The fat one turns around and says no one asked me, so get lost. I apologize for my mistake… six picking on one, since the big one is clearly fat enough for at least two boys. The fat kid says he isn't fat, he has big bones. I say wow… he'll never have to worry about breaking a bone, then… those bones aren't big, they're HUGE! The fat kid says he's not opposed to hitting a girl, so get lost before he beats me along with Potter. I say I'm not opposed to kicking him in the… wait… Potter? Harry Potter? He looks at me blankly. Does that make you Dudley Dursley? Yeah… who wants to know? I tell him I read about him in a scientific journal… the first known human being to exist with absolutely no brain at all! He says that does it, I'm going to get pounded. He takes a swing at my face, I catch his fist in my hand and twist it over into a very uncomfortable position. He lets out a cry of surprise and a bit of pain. I tell him he has one chance to run home to his mommy before I kick him in the nuts so hard they get lodged in his fucking nostrils. Someone is coming, it is a teacher, asking what is going on here. Everyone is instantly on their best behavior. Dudley whispers to Harry that he will get it later on… and then to me that I will get it tomorrow. Um… tomorrow is Saturday, retard… I won't be seeing you… Harry says that was worth it to see Dudley get shown up by a girl. I invite him to come to my place. He says he can't come home with me every day forever. I ask why not, my dad won't mind. And it's not like his aunt and uncle give a shit… He can't argue with that, and we head back to my place together. I tell him there is a technique to being able to fight people like Dudley… and I know someone who can teach him if he wants to learn. He seems very interested.

08/06/11 Saturday
I am in the back yard of my own house, though it is not the house I live in now, it isn't even a house I recognize. My father is there with me, in fact, my father is James Hetfield from Metallica. Also there with me are Harry Potter and Vegeta from Dragonball Z. Hetfield goes into the house, leaving Harry and me there with Vegeta. Vegeta is giving us a martial arts lesson. He says it doesn't matter how large your opponent is if you know the right techniques to handle ourselves. So we spend a while out in the back yard working on exercises to get in shape and martial arts techniques. I am thinking I am at least getting some exercise for a change, and maybe this time I will even be able to stick with it. Somehow, even though Vegeta and Harry Potter are there with me, and James Hetfield is my father, it never occurs to me that I might be dreaming until I wake up.

08/07/11 Sunday
I am in the back yard of a house that is clearly not one of the places I have ever lived in my waking life, but it is familiar to me as my home. This entire dream consists of practicing martial arts with Harry Potter, Vegeta is the instructor. For some reason it never once occurs to me to do a reality check…

Note: In spite of doing reality checks periodically during the day and telling myself to do them when I am dreaming, I never seem to do them anymore. If anyone has any ideas on how to get back into the habit it would be really helpful, I used to have frequent lucid dreams and now they're gone…

08/08/11 Monday
I am in bed and waking up, the alarm is going off, I don't want to get up… it is too early… why is my alarm going off now?! I sit up and look around the room, there is some light coming in the window, but it is clearly still early in the morning. I drag myself out of bed and get dressed before dragging myself out to the other room. Someone speaks to me from the door, says this is the last week of school, come on, get out of bed. School… wtf? I have school? What is going on? I sit up and get out of bed, not sure what to think. I get dressed and when I go to brush my hair I see I am about 11 years old. My mind just falls into the routine of going to class now, all thoughts of dreaming gone. Eat breakfast, walk to school. I am walking to school with Harry Potter, who apparently spent the night at my house last night. The entire time I am walking to school I get the strange feeling that someone is watching us… following us… am I just being paranoid? Nope. About half way to school a group of five boys blocks our path, one of them is Dudley Dursley. They seem ready for a fight. Dudley says no one humiliates him in front of his friends… I say no need to, he makes a complete fool of himself on his own. He turns red and says he's going to pound me… then he comes at me. I use leverage and strength I didn't realize I had to flip him over and onto his back, then I step on his fat neck. Try that again I'll rip your dick off and shove it so far up your ass that you're giving yourself a blowjob! All five of them look shocked that a girl just did that. While they are shocked, Harry and I continue to school where all my classes go predictably boring. My last class is over, and I am ready to head home… but wasn't I supposed to meet Harry and walk home with him? I look around for Harry for a while, then I finally find him. I'm not sure what made me check… but I find him in a dumpster. He has had his ass kicked… by Dudley and his gang, no doubt… I help Harry out of the dumpster, at first he is mad at me, saying Dudley was beating him because of me, then he is upset, saying he tried to use Vegeta's techniques, but they didn't work… I tell him it takes time to train to fight. I focus on healing a couple of his injuries… the healing works. We walk home together, I am plotting revenge on Dudley, but Harry wants to learn to fight and take care of things himself.

08/09/11 Tuesday
I wake up in bed and know right away that it is time to go to school. Time to get up and get ready to go. I pull myself out of bed, I currently have no awareness of my normal waking life, and no idea that I could be dreaming right now. I come out of the bedroom and have breakfast, I don't want to go to school, I never do, but this is the last week. Yay! I am walking to school with Harry Potter, and it feels like we're being watched. This seems to be a common occurrence now… nothing happens before we reach class, though. No one shows their face. I wonder if it was Dudley and his goons, and they are too cowardly to show their faces. Most likely. Classes today are preparation for the final exams, so there isn't much time to think about anything else. I get really bored with going over material for final exams and I end up doodling again, though this time I am more careful about getting caught. I am doodling plans for a puzzle game I have had in mind, though I am not entirely sure what I plan on doing with the idea. I will figure out that part once I have the idea finalized.

08/10/11 Wednesday, Dream 1
I am in an office, I am there for a job interview. I have no memory of how I got to be there, and I can't even remember what job I am interviewing for. Of course this results in me being about ten times as nervous as I usually am at an interview, and that is never a good thing. I look around the office a bit, it is a really fancy office. I am there by myself, I wonder when the person interviewing me will arrive. I get nosy and look around on the desk. It is a massive mahogany desk, clearly an antique… it is well polished and there are many items on it. I note the items consist of some antique looking pens, a couple bottles of ink, several rolls of parchment, and what is most notably absent is a computer of any kind. Actually there is nothing electronic at all. Weird. I sit there and wait for a few minutes until the door finally opens and a man walks in. I do a double take as I recognize the man, it looks like Professor Dumbledore. I am doing a double take when he comes over and says he's sorry to have kept me waiting, there was some urgent school business to attend to. He introduces himself and says he is pleased to meet me, Quintus has told him a lot about me. Quintus? I am wondering who Quintus is, Dumbledore continues. He says Quintus has said I have held such positions before and performed admirably in them, and he is inclined to believe Quintus since they have been friends for so many years. Who the fuck is Quintus?! I am struggling with this question, but Dumbledore doesn't seem to notice, he keeps talking. I am hardly hearing what he is saying, though I am somehow answering, not even aware of my answers. Finally I am leaving the office, and Dumbledore is saying he is required to speak with someone else, but he really feels he has already made his decision. I wish it was that easy to get a job in my waking life…

08/10/11 Wednesday, Dream 2
I am in school, I am taking a test. It's a final exam. In this dream I spend the entire day going to two different classes and taking final exams, then the school day is over. I get to go home early, though the idea is for me to go home early and then study for the final exams still to come tomorrow. What fun, I am so glad class is almost over for the summer. Outside of the school I meet up with Harry Potter, and we are walking home together. Harry says something about that he really should go home one of these days… he can't move in with me permanently. I ask why not, as long as my dad doesn't care… and it seems pretty clear that his aunt and uncle don't give a shit. Harry says the Dursley's would probably be glad to get rid of him. I say then the problem is solved. Unless someone complains, there is really no reason he can't just stay with me… unless he really prefers living with the Dursleys. He said no, he would not prefer that. I say let's get home, I need to do some studying for our final exams tomorrow. Maybe we can help each other out. Sure, sounds great. The whole way home I can't shake the feeling we are being watched, though I never see any sign of anyone following us. I wonder if Dudley might be a problem… it seems Harry notices me being paranoid. He says if I'm looking for Dudley, don't worry, Dudley is still back at school trying in vain to finish a final exam… when he probably got stuck on the first question, the one where he's required to put his name.

7/25/11

Missed Next to Normal somehow. Found eighth Potter book same time as Voldemort. He started reading it out loud. We were both sucked into the book and fought. At some point Dumbledore was sitting and talking to me. For some reason we got into a duel.

This is an old Harry Potter dream that I had which dates back to [I]October 12th, 2009[/I]. I thought it was quite funny since I'm usually not this violent. So here it is:

(ps:keep in mind that I was only 15)

<< I had this dream where I got another iPod touch. Okay now to my reparo dream. I dreamt that I was at the entrance of my house and Peter Pettigrew was trying to kill me so I had this knife, slit his stomach and cut his head off but in doing that, my left leg split open so I had to keep saying "reparo" to fix it. Then I walked out of my house and met these other witches/wizards and we were on a hunt for an evil wizard. Next, I don't know where they went but I was in this land called Arcadia and Dumbledore was with me and we were in this kitchen with the evil wizard! Dumbledore then turned into a dog and the evil wizard was trying to lure hiim with treats so I had to do the same. He was going to the evil side and I couldn't stop him. Then, I woke up. >>

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This one was a few nights ago and I only just got around to putting it up today.

Alrighty sooooo.... frst thing I can remember in this one is being in a street full of people and it felt like we were all waiting for something. There was someone standing next to me on top of a car looking into the distance down the road. She was saying something like "Oh my God... It's... it's...". At this moment a wall of water appears coming towards us and the person says "ITS A MONSSOOOOOOOOONN". (Yes I know this is the wrong word but this is what she said). Well the "monsoon" never actually ht us because I went into another part of my dream, completely different this time. I was on some sort of mountainside path with one of my real life friends talking about something when we heard sounds coming from a cave that was hidden from sight to our right. We went in and there was a girl crying near the far end of the cave, about 10 feet from the entrance. There were mines all over the floor like the ones in the worms games (little green things with red lights on top). By this time my friend had basically disappeared. I tried to run over to the girl to see what was wrong and ended up getting blown up by the mines (completely painlessly) and got teleported back to the mouth of the cave. Next I was on some kind of metal bridge that was abouth 3 feet wide with 2 other people. Well it wasnt really a bridge it was more like a giant triangle tube and the walls and floor werent solid it had gaps in it. Also it was suspended above a 18 lane superhighway. And one of the people in it with us was on a motorbike. We had got about halfway along when my mind decided this wa too boring and went into another dream. I can't remember where this next part fit in. I was on a really thin stone bridge that went over a river and just ended without getting to the other side. There was Dr Cox from Scrubs on the end in the lake, Dumbledore or Gandalf or someone on the other end and me in the middle. Pretty random seeing as I haven't seen Harry Potter or LOTR in give or take 6 years.But hey what can you do. So Dr Cox's part of the bridge falls off and plummets into the water. It all goes really fuzzy here but I remember turning around and there were looads of people cheering and clapping on some kind of raised platform. They were all being push from behind and some were falling off the platform and into the lake. Alright last dream here: I was in another cave but this one was alot bigger than the other one. There were around 50 other people in there, some I knew, some I didn't. The walls of the cave started melting as if they were made of chocolate or something and somene yells "MUDSLIDE" (Seriously why can't my DCs get their natural disasters right?) Mostn of us escape the cave on foot but I look back and see one of my old friends who I don't talk to much anymore still inside the cave. So, of course, I fly in and save him. Standard :L. Now on my pad here I've written down "gunfight". I can't remember this which is unfortunate because a gunfight would have been siiiiiick.

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Psych ward

Dreamed I was getting picked up from a psych ward by my friend Jared and his girlfriend sarah. Apparently I wasn't taken well care of in the ward... what I was wearing was soiled and I stunk. Sarah kept bitching about my smell and was making rude jokes about it. In the dream I remembered this being my second time to this psych ward...

Training

Remember being in a hogwarts class where I was kung fu training. I was paired with a woman, I remember doing lots of blocks and stuff. This woman lured me into a backwards trip kick. and when I was on the ground I had a vague memory of choking a woman in my inner world... disturbing.

Picked on

I was walking around hogwarts and people were yelling at me and calling me a woman beater. One of the weasly twins dumped some crap on me and laughed. I just walked frustrated through the hallways.

Woke up, Remembered that from a few days ago, someone gave me a dream flu shot which poisoned me and made me attack harry during a portion of the tri wizard tournament. Concluded someone lured me to the dream psych ward for the first time, where they administered another shot. Was realeased and went home to asuka, being poisoned and attacked her. I was sent back to the psych ward for attacking her and then relased. By then word spread to hogwarts that I'm some maniac.

Award

After Raven healed me.... I went angrily into Dumble dore's office, Lucious was there... I knew he was behind my druggings and poisonings. But no way to prove it so I use my astral tentacles to extract Lucian's memories which Dumbledore then views in his weird memory fountain thingy. Turns out Lucian was usng a portrait in his home to communicate with Voldy, who was giving him instructions to sabotage me and stuff.

I get an award before the entire school for exposing corruption, everyone claps and smiles. People apologise to me etc. I wish I remembered it in all details.

Flying

I was with some people in some town but started flying up. I saw someone i recognized on the ground and called him by his name. He looked up at me and waved. I took off on my broom and remembered that he had a twin brother and was pondering if I met who I thought... or his twin.

Not enough breakfast.

I was in some weird underground warehouse where some guy was cooking breakfast. He looked at me and said "help yourself,". i looked and saw that there was only one egg and half a slice of bacon left...

New kid

Apperently me and Asuka have a new dream baby now... ha ha. Already a few months old. i'm in the living room with Asuka, who looks like a native american in this dream. She's just watching TV. The kid is crawling around and I follow the baby to make sure it stays out of trouble. It crawls in some weird cup board and is pking it's head through som small holes.i keep pulling the baby back. and it looks at me and laughs. It keeps putting it's head in weird holes and I spent the rest of the dream making sure it doesn't get it's head stuck.

Note: There were several more dreams, but I don't remember them in extreme detail, so I am posting my fragmented memories here as one posting.

The Path Less Taken
I am at Hogwarts, but I am not lucid. I am with Draco in the same room where we were planning out ideas for getting through the first challenge, I see the map laid out on the table with the figures Draco placed still on it, they are pacing around a bit as if rather bored. Draco himself is pacing a bit, he seems agitated about something, so I ask him what is bothering him. He says he doesn't see the point of having a challenge where we can't use magic, it is supposed to be, after all, a wizard tournament… not a muggle tournament… I tell him I don't really know the reason for this challenge, but it is part of the tournament, so we have to get passed it before we can continue to the other challenges. I look at the map again, looking at the different routes through the obstacles. One obstacle is to cross over a deep ravine, or the contestants can use a nice bridge over the ravine and meet up with flying enemies there… Another obstacle takes the form of a sheer wall, there are two ways to get past, but they are both hidden… one is a way up and over, the other is a way down and under, the locations are marked on the map with a couple of Draco's markers. There is a dense forest that is specifically designed to get people lost inside it. There is once again an easy way to navigate the forest, but there are enemies set up along it. One obstacle is a rushing river that empties into a wide lake, there is a bridge, which is blocked by enemies. Parts of the course would require crossing the rapids, or crossing the lake, or there is a shortcut to be taken by riding the rapids, then taking the right fork that comes just before the lake. I am looking at the map like I would a video game layout, deciding what would be the best choice of routes to take.

While I am looking at the map and Draco seems to be talking to himself, the door to the room creaks open… both Draco and I stop to look over at it. A cute little fox comes into the room, then actually leans up against the door to push it closed behind it. The fox comes over to me and rubs around my legs until I pick him up and start petting him. Draco is staring at this, he asks me what that is all about, why is that thing in here? I tell him he had better be nice to the fox, he responds by saying he doesn't care about any dumb old fox, I can keep it as a pet for all he cares. Draco keeps talking about ways to make sure we win, but I am more distracted by the fox now, who is definitely pushy for attention. He wants to be petted, scratched, hugged, cuddled… so I am doing all of that to make the fox happy, and I am rewarded with a purr. I finally tell Draco to calm down, we will make it through the obstacle course, the first challenge will hardly prove to be a challenge at all. He asks if I have any experience without using magic, I say actually, I do, and none of the routes on the map look like something we can't handle. My suggested path is to go the hard way over the ravine, all we would need is a couple lengths of rope, then through the forest, I have an excellent sense of direction, and over the wall, he already had the locations of the hidden ways through… so face the obstacles instead of the enemies, since enemies are much easier to handle with magic. I wonder if an item such as Witchblade would count as magic… well, I'm sure they couldn’t trace the Witchblade like they could spells in use… I would have to find that out.

A Job Search
I am in a strange room, it is rather dark and a bit on the creepy side, I am sitting in a chair facing a long table at one end of the room. There are quite a few people sitting at the table, all of them have their attention focused on me, and I am finding that to be a bit awkward, I wonder why they are all looking at me. As my eyes adjust to the dim light, however, I see that I recognize several of them. Right in the middle of the group is Albus Dumbledore from the Harry Potter series. To his right is Professor McGonagall, beside her is Professor Sprout, then a couple people I don't recognize. To Dumbledore's left I see Professor Snape, next to him is Professor Flitwick, whom I can barely see over the table. Beside Flitwick is someone who makes my stomach churn, I feel like I might puke right in front of everyone, it's Professor Umbridge… and Flitwick does not look pleased with the seating arrangements, he is scooted as close to Snape as he can get without being overly obvious. On the other side of Flitwick is Lucius Malfoy, who has a look on his face that suggests he is smelling something foul… and he is also sitting as far from Umbridge as the table will allow, and he doesn't seem to care about being overly obvious. There is a good three feet between Umbridge and Lucius, and Lucius is crammed into the last foot of space available at the end of the table. Umbridge appears completely oblivious as to the reactions of those around her, either not noticing, or choosing not to notice.

Dumbledore is the first to speak, he says we all know why we are here, but I haven't got a clue why I'm here… He says he has found a candidate for Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, referred to him by an old acquaintance. From behind Dumbledore, Q steps forward to be seen. Q pinches his nose and points at Umbridge, miming that she stinks like something rancid. Then he mimes to me that I should pinch my nose… but I can't smell Umbridge from this far away, so I'm not sure why I would do that. Dumbledore says all of them have had a chance to review my credentials, which Q has so kindly supplied, so if there are no further questions, they would have their vote now. If the majority agree, then I am their new Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor. Umbridge jumps to her feet and says absolutely not, she has never heard of such a thing, Dumbledore should know very well that the ministry would assign a new instructor. Dumbledore stopped her and corrected her, that if he was unable to find a qualified candidate in the allotted time the ministry would assign a teacher, but since he had found someone in the allotted time… Umbridge huffs a few times, paces back and forth behind her chair, huffs a couple more times, then Dumbledore asks her, in a polite but firm manner, to sit down. A couple of them, Snape and McGonagall actually agree here, want to see that I can do defensive spells, the choice is finally made that I should summon a patronus since that will defend against evil energies such as dementors. So I summon my patronus after finding a wand in my pocket, and it is a beautiful white panther. Lucius wants to know why he has never heard of the 'Knight' family before, Dumbledore says I come from a distant land, but Q has given assurances that there has never been a relative of Raven Knight who was not a powerful witch or wizard, including a daughter who is being home taught. I am thinking I don't know of any relatives of Raven Knight…

They finally have a vote, everyone raises their hand to vote me in except Lucius and Umbridge. Perhapes not wanting to be siding with the likes of Umbridge, Lucius finally raises his hand to vote yes. Umbridge sternly refuses to do so, instead she sits in her seat and huffs a few more times. Dumbledore said that the decision is made, he welcomes me to the staff of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. More loud huffs come from Umbridge. I see Q do something, and when I see Umbridge's face next time, the word BITCH is tattooed on her forehead. I have a hard time not laughing in her face, as she says she won't stand for this, and will have me removed immediately, all the while the word BITCH is changing colors on her forehead, it is actually glowing. Lucius has spotted that now, he is openly staring at Umbridge, who finally asks him what he is looking at. Lucius says he sees nothing unusual, but he sees that the truth has come to light in a surprisingly obvious way. The word BITCH flashes blue, then green, then red… Lucius gives me a strange look, welcomes me but doesn't sound like he entirely means it, then leaves. McGonagall sees the word on Umbridge's forehead and steps back in shock… "Delores!" she says, "What is that on your forehead?!" Umbridge looks at McGonagall strangely, then summons up a mirror and sees the word for herself. She curses under her breath at Lucius, apparently thinking he had done it, then storms off, huffing all the way out. The others all give me a warm welcome, saying to come back any time in the next week, and they will set me up with a room in the castle. I realize one of the people I hadn't recognized at first is Arthur Weasley… I am surprised I didn't spot him right away…