Kenoma
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I only train myself to remember dreams since a few days, which I usually never recalled, so I have only the end of the dream with the basis and some little details.

**non-native english**
I am walking in Hogwarts (like in the films, not the irl) with my parents for a purpose that I have no idea of. Mom and dad move pretty fast and they often have to take little pauses to tell me to stop wandering around and looking at everything.
At a moment, we arrive at a bridge with a road down, perpendicular to us. Naturally, I approach the rim and see Harry in person. I quickly shout to him, excited by my unexpected discovery. He turns back to me and looks up to where I am, and like stupid kids we start faking spells at eachothers (like in the first and second Harry Potter videogames, we say the name of the spell each time but never make it to take effect by not targeting eachother, so it's really ridiculous. Also I haven't played these games since I was 10). I spam the Lumos spell for a little while and so Harry does for Rictusempra (spells that only exists in the videogame).
My parents call me to seriously hurry so I quit my wonderful occupation and keep on following them once again.
We enter a small room with a standard staircase on the right and we speak while waiting for something I still don't know. My father is a bit upset. He says I have to play the Harry Potter videogames for my little sister's birthday and that I absolutly have to finish the game. Some irrelevant character comes down the stairs and wait aside us until we finish our discussion. Made my little easy maths, I explain my father
"Okaaayyy what the hell, so you see the story mode ? If I want to complete it a 100 percent today it's totally impossible because it would take me 20 hours to finish a single quarter of the game !" (I don't know why I said that because the game is not very long and I don't usually lie so carefreely). He tells me that I will use the cheat codes then, but I it is out of the question for me because it is for pussies. He insists a bit but finally I have the last word.
He tries : "So in that case we just don't fucking care about finishing the game, we just play for the birthday". My mother, with her typical passive gentle voice goes in the same way "Ooh, com'on **my name**, just for a moment, birthdays are one time a year for someone..". I still don't agree to play the game because it is non-sense to do that kind of things for a birthday - I really don't understand their position, so I grumble and bother everyone, making the other useless guy waiting even more.
I woke up