"I think we dream so we don't have to be apart for so long.
If we're in each other's dreams, we can be together all the time."
- A.A. Milne
Selena Lovegood smiled down at her young charges for the day. They were simply adorable snuggled up close to each other. Her baby girl was snuggled right next to young Harry Potter, with little Ginny Weasley mirroring her on the boy's other side. She found it so adorable that she couldn't resist taking a picture to save the moment.
Her close friends, Molly Weasley and Lily Potter had dropped by for tea earlier, bringing with them their babies. Though Harry was a year older than the two girls, he was still Lily's only child, and thus her baby. When the babies had first met, Harry had shown such elation and tenderness for the smile girls, that the mothers felt that it would be all right to leave them alone together.
She had just come in to check on them, as the room that they were in had been silent for quite a while now. She had found them sweetly sleeping.
With one last smile at the children, she left the room. Absently wondering how they could get along so well and easily, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
Five year old Harry moved around restlessly in his sleep. Miles away, two girls, just over a year younger than him did the same.
He was in a great forest. Everything around him seemed tower over him, making him feel smaller than he really was. It was dark, very dark. Everything seemed so very quite, almost too quite. He didn't know where he was or how he got there. The only thing that he could see around him was trees, not even the sky was visible through all the trees. He had never scene so many trees in his life. His Uncle Vernon always said that decent people had no business in forests, not unless they were going to cut it down. Unnatural, he said. But then, he always called Harry unnatural as well.
It seemed to get darker by the minute, and Harry was starting to feel a little scared. He heard a twig snap behind, and those he had been waiting for it, he took off running as fast as he could through forest. Which seemed to be faster than he ever remembered running before. No could he remember running for as long as he had. As he broke through the edge of the forest, he found himself standing before a seemingly endless mass a water. He stared at it in awe, so much water was even a stranger sight to him than all the trees were. He wondered how there could be so much water in one place. It was so vast that he couldn't seen anything across. Only the endless sky above it. Hanging up in the sky was a full round moon, reflecting magically in the water below. His awe of the beauty spread out before him grew the longer he stared, and quickly surpassing his amazement of the water.
Once the shock of it as wore off, he looked around and spotted two little girls, who could be no older than him, staring over the mystical sight before them. One had bright flaming red hair, that seemed to glow in light from the moon. Almost like it was actually on fire. The other hair, was a shimming blond that the moonlight seemed to dance in. Just as did in the water. Something about them was so familiar to Harry, but he had no memory of ever seeing them before. Yet he walked slowly, to them following the feeling that he was being drawn to them.
They looked up at the sound of his footsteps, and smiled almost as brightly as the moon. Quickly scooting away from each other to make room for him to sit between them. Taking up their silent offer he, sat down, and they snuggled into his sides. Wrapping his arms around them just felt right. He didn't understand it, but everything felt right sitting here with them. More right than he had ever felt before.
"My girls," he whispered into the wind.
Harry woke with a jolt and looked around confusedly, he realized that he was back at his Aunt and Uncles house. Sighing softly in regret, he snuggled back under his blanket and drifted off to sleep again. His previous dream completely forgotten.
Luna had cried herself to sleep that night, before she found herself in her dream, sitting by a lake under a full moon, crying all the harder. Her mother was gone, and she was never going to see her again. He wonderful, sweet, kind mother was gone. There would be no more soft voice of her mother reading her to bed at night. Or singing to her when she was sad. No more dancing around joyful after she completed an experiment. It was all gone, along with her mother.
She had never felt so alone. Her father had spent the day wrapped alone in his little world, barely paying attention, barely paying anything attention. She didn't blame him, understanding how much he loved her mother, but it still hurt. Still made her feel more alone than ever, and it was hard for he to deal with. As right when she needed comfort most, he was unable to give it.
She didn't know how long she had been crying their before she felt herself being pulled into a comforting embrace, and slowly she felt her tears begin to stop. Though, it wasn't until she felt another hand begin to softly rub her back that they finally ended completely.
She stayed snuggled close to her two dream friends for a few more minutes. Her dream friends, simply the thought of them could cheer her. She called them her dream friends, because she was only ever really with them in her dreams. She could never remember her dreams when she was awake, but when asleep and in a dream with them she could remember spending hours and hours with them, all in this forest and by this lake under the light of the full moon. They went back for as long as she could remember.
Sitting up, she smiled at each of them in turn, first into the striking green eyes, and then into the soft brown. Looking at them, she knew that so long as she had them she would never ever be alone. It was such a comforting thought, that glowing warm feeling spread through her washing all her fears and sorrows away.
Luna woke, still feeling warm and comforted, and she used it like a talisman to get through the day. Then the year, and all of the years that followed. Whenever she was upset, she would remember that feeling and it would sooth her.
Ginny was walking around the edge of a lake under the light of the full moon. She looked around remembering all the nights she had spent there. Never alone though, always with two other people. One boy, and one girl. They hardly ever spoke in these dreams, and when they did it was usually just one or two words. They didn't need to, they just enjoyed reviling in each other's presence. She had never even learned their names, she had not once thought asking about them. Something had told her that when the time was right she would learn them.
But tonight she found herself alone. Just walking around the lake, remembering all of her other dreams. Though, now that she thought about it, even though she could never remember these dreams when she was awake, they felt so much more real any of her other dreams. Well the ones that she could remember. These also felt so much more realistic and life like, as though she was actually awake.
She wondered over these things, it was strange now that she thought about it. Though, what made it even stranger, was that in all of the years that she had these dreams she had never really thought about it before. All that she had ever thought about was being with the other two, comforting them if one was upset, taking comfort if she was upset, enjoying herself with them, or even simply just being together.
Now that she did think about it, she could find no explanations as to why it would be. Nor could she really explain why this dream was so much different than all the others. Though, everything about the dream itself was exactly the same. Apparently it was just the characters the had changed. Here she was for the first time in years alone in the dream, wondering over things that had always made perfect sense before and yet never had any explanations given for.
The rustle of movement disturbed her from her musings, and she looked up. Gasping in shock, she took a quick step backwards. Standing before her were the two other regulars participants of these dreams. The young man had just came out of the forest, and directly across from her, making their formation a perfect triangle, was the other young woman. See them was not what shocked her, no what had shocked her so much was for the first time since these dreams had started she recognized them.
Ginny woke with a start, panting as though she had just run a marathon. She stared at the ceiling above her for several minutes trying to wrap her mind around her extremely odd dream. Finally succeeding in calming herself down, another shock came to her. She could actually remember the dream.