Not a particularly restful night...
I had a dream last night that I was Hermione and I was being chased all over some snow-covered place by Voldemort. Harry was there, too, trying to head him off and he was narrating the dream. I've never had a dream with a narrator before. Later, in a different dream, I was coming home from Boston on the train with people from various schools I've been to and I almost left my shoes on the train. Why the heck I took them off, I don't know. I got off the train in Melrose, took a detour through someone's house, remembered I wasn't supposed to be there and climbed down off the second floor deck so they wouldn't catch me. Once I climbed down, I was in a very crowded mall and when I tried to leave through the closest door, I ended up getting caught in the 'The Prince is Giving a Ball!' number from the Rogers and Hammerstein Cinderella that Christian used to watch over and over when he was 1 or 2. Then I woke up. And I have the song stuck in my head.