Night Terrors

Night Terrors

"No!!" yelled Harry as he woke up.

"What is it?" asked Ginny as she turned on the light.

"It happened again. It happened again," said Harry as he looked around the room for something that wasn't there. Ginny then took her husbands hand and made him look at her.

"She is all right. Trust me," said Ginny as she looked into his worried eyes.

"But the dream.." started Harry.

"Honey it's just a dream." Ginny knew her husband understood it was just a dream but ever since they had brought there miracle home Harry had been having the same dream where terrible things would happen. He just hadn't had a decent sleep since.

"Look, why don't you go check on her," said Ginny. She knew her husband would not get any sleep until he could hold his little girl.

"OK," said Harry. He got out of bed and walked the short distance down the hall to the baby room. Inside was a little crib that held the other part of his life. If it were not for Ginny and the little thing in front of him he would not have had the strength to stay alive. Voldemort had taken the life of most of the people he had loved as family and friends. Then after marring Ginny and finding out she was with child everything seemed to slow down to a calm speed. He was really happy. The baby came, healthy and happy. Everything was going great but that was what scared Harry. He had never had anything stay great for long and this was something he did NOT want to lose.

The baby in the crib slept peacefully with no clue that her father was in the room. Harry very carefully picked up the little light thing and held in close.

"I love you so much sweet. I never want you to suffer the things I have had to," said Harry to his sleeping baby. The baby moved a little as if it knew that it was being talked to but didn't want to wake up from its peaceful slumber.

"Gennifer what can I do to keep you safe?" he asked.

Then baby then took its small little hand and grabbed a hold of her dad's nightshirt.

"OK I get you. I won't leave you. I will always be here," he said.

Harry then closed his eyes to remember his dream. It would always start out with Ginny crying and then he screaming. Harry would run in the direction of her cries but he would never get there in time. Then Voldemort would appear. He would be holding Gennifer in his arms like she was his own. This would make Harry enraged with anger and he would charge at him. Voldemort would just toss Harry aside like he was nothing and continue on playing with the screaming baby. Then Voldemort would look down and with that he would raise his wand and kill Harry. Harry would then wake up in a cold sweat and scared to death.

Every single night this dream would haunt him. And every single night his family was safe and sound in their beds. Harry smiled at the tough of this. His family was safe and he was just being paranoid. Nothing was going to happen.

Just then his thoughts were interrupted with Ginny screaming from the bedroom and before Harry knew what was going on everything went black. History had repeated itself.