So the title is a bit dramatic, but that dream really was scary!
After a dinner of chicken spaghetti and some guava puff pastries (YUMMY), I went to sleep and dreamed that I was back in our old house in Knoxville, and my family was moving out of it. I was helping, but I am not sure where we were going.
My sister and my parents were there, but I believe my brothers were elsewhere.
Also helping us were Hermione, Snape, and Remus, but unfortunately Remus turned into a werewolf mid-packing and we had to run up and down the three stories chasing him (and running from him) so he wouldn't bite anyone else. Snape wanted to cast some spell that I knew would hurt Remus, but I managed to get everyone some really big, heavy books and we whacked Remus in the head with them, but he wouldn't stay knocked out for long and we'd begin the chase all over again.
I was on the top floor with Hermione and I grabbed Snape by the sleeve and said, "I've got to tell you something!" and he looked down at me and said, "Right now?" and I replied, "NO! After this!" and then Remus came up the stairs and I grabbed Hermione in one arm and put one hand around Remus' neck and he was snapping at us...
And then of course, my alarm clock went off. >:(
Not sure if I was just me, or Harry (I'm usually Harry), or a mix, but that was a crazy dream and SO REAL. I heard Remus snapping his jaws and he was so close, it was TERRIFYING but I knew I couldn't hurt him because it was Remus.
Yikes. Maybe I better go easy on the spaghetti sauce next time.
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