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Drabble: The Strangest Dream
Title: The Strangest Dream
Words: 500
Rating: PG
Characters: Ginny, Lily Potter, Harry
Author's Note: Written for Challenge One at genhp_ldws. Thank you to Andi for beta reading.
Ginny blinked, her eyes straining to see through the dense mist that filled the room in which she stood. Very slowly, vague shapes began to emerge before her eyes. Windows, a doorway, pieces of furniture, and a fireplace. As she looked around the strange room, Ginny saw for the first time a woman standing by the window with long, dark red hair. She was looking at Ginny with an expression of extreme curiosity. Her bright green eyes were gazing intently.
Ginny could not help but gasp.
“I've wanted to meet you for quite some time. You remind me so very much of myself at your age,” said Lily, and she sounded amused, “perhaps a little more stubborn than I was.” There was a short silence in which Ginny took in the appearance of her husband's mother. Lily was impossibly youthful and just as beautiful as she was in the few photographs Harry had of her.
She let her gaze drift over her surroundings and thought out loud, “this is a dream.”
“Is there any way of truly knowing?” Lily smiled at her.
“But this can't be real.”
“Sometimes things have a way of happening when you least expect them to.”
A comfortable silence stretched between the two women as Ginny came to the conclusion that she must be in Harry's childhood home in Godric's Hollow; the home he had lived in with his parents. Lily spoke again, drawing Ginny's attention away from the surroundings. “There is so much I've missed,” she said, “and yet so much is still to come.”
Lily gave her a meaningfully look.
“You know, I remember the feeling.... That feeling of utter joy to realise that there was a tiny life growing inside me,” she said, looking at Ginny with sparkling eyes. “Becoming a mother changes you.”
Ginny looked up into Lily's pale face and was astonished. “How did you know?” she asked.
Lily merely smiled and reached out to take Ginny's hand in her own. “I want to you know I'm so very happy, and so is James. After so long, I know Harry is happy because of you.”
Ginny gazed at the woman before her, whose eyes were the exact same shade as Harry's. The mist was beginning to swirl, the room in which they sat was gradually evaporating, but Lily's voice was clear as she said, “I think you will be a wonderful mother, Ginny.”
Ginny woke with a start to find herself in bed and wrapped in the warmth of Harry's body. Feeling her stir, Harry lifted his head and asked in a sleepy voice, “Are you alright?”
“Yes,” she answered, with a slight tremor in her voice as she slowly reached down and touched her stomach. As if in response to her touch, her insides fluttered and a gentle warmth spread though her entire body.
She smiled and whispered, “I've just had the strangest dream.”
Words: 500
Rating: PG
Characters: Ginny, Lily Potter, Harry
Author's Note: Written for Challenge One at genhp_ldws. Thank you to Andi for beta reading.
Ginny blinked, her eyes straining to see through the dense mist that filled the room in which she stood. Very slowly, vague shapes began to emerge before her eyes. Windows, a doorway, pieces of furniture, and a fireplace. As she looked around the strange room, Ginny saw for the first time a woman standing by the window with long, dark red hair. She was looking at Ginny with an expression of extreme curiosity. Her bright green eyes were gazing intently.
Ginny could not help but gasp.
“I've wanted to meet you for quite some time. You remind me so very much of myself at your age,” said Lily, and she sounded amused, “perhaps a little more stubborn than I was.” There was a short silence in which Ginny took in the appearance of her husband's mother. Lily was impossibly youthful and just as beautiful as she was in the few photographs Harry had of her.
She let her gaze drift over her surroundings and thought out loud, “this is a dream.”
“Is there any way of truly knowing?” Lily smiled at her.
“But this can't be real.”
“Sometimes things have a way of happening when you least expect them to.”
A comfortable silence stretched between the two women as Ginny came to the conclusion that she must be in Harry's childhood home in Godric's Hollow; the home he had lived in with his parents. Lily spoke again, drawing Ginny's attention away from the surroundings. “There is so much I've missed,” she said, “and yet so much is still to come.”
Lily gave her a meaningfully look.
“You know, I remember the feeling.... That feeling of utter joy to realise that there was a tiny life growing inside me,” she said, looking at Ginny with sparkling eyes. “Becoming a mother changes you.”
Ginny looked up into Lily's pale face and was astonished. “How did you know?” she asked.
Lily merely smiled and reached out to take Ginny's hand in her own. “I want to you know I'm so very happy, and so is James. After so long, I know Harry is happy because of you.”
Ginny gazed at the woman before her, whose eyes were the exact same shade as Harry's. The mist was beginning to swirl, the room in which they sat was gradually evaporating, but Lily's voice was clear as she said, “I think you will be a wonderful mother, Ginny.”
Ginny woke with a start to find herself in bed and wrapped in the warmth of Harry's body. Feeling her stir, Harry lifted his head and asked in a sleepy voice, “Are you alright?”
“Yes,” she answered, with a slight tremor in her voice as she slowly reached down and touched her stomach. As if in response to her touch, her insides fluttered and a gentle warmth spread though her entire body.
She smiled and whispered, “I've just had the strangest dream.”