Welcome to my world
I had a very interesting dream last night (when do I not?) and I want to share. Please don’t send for those nice men in white coats though. I don’t want to go back to the “happy, happy, fun land.” It’s just a dream people!
It’s early fall, right before school is supposed to start again when Hermione (yes, from Harry Potter) decides that she’s in love with Professor Snape. She goes over to his house and confesses and it turns out that he loves her too. (Who wouldn’t) They then have wild wizard sex.
The next week at school it seems like everyone knows what’s going on even though the relationship is supposed to be a secret. Hermione rushes to Snape in tears, whatever shall they do?! He turns them both into squirrels so that they can go outside and sit next to a tree and talk without interruption. He calms her down and says that they shouldn’t hide their love and damn those that are against it. Besides, they haven’t done this and that position yet. Hermione is overjoyed at his response and they have wild wizard sex again. Right there, next to the tree, in human form. (I may be sexually repressed. What do you think?)
A week or so passes. One day Hermione comes out of her room (she lives at home with her parents by the way) and sits her parents down. “I’m pregnant.”
“What?!” they exclaim in great dismay. Hermione pulls out a large egg, a little smaller than a football.
“During the summer festival the crazy old witch (as if they all aren’t magical) put a hatchling charm on me and gave me this egg with a stuffed bear inside. She said that if I should ever find the bear gone from inside the egg then I would know that I’m pregnant. The bear is gone.” (can you just imagine what that sounded like with her voice? It’s kinda neat.)
Her parents make concerned noises at her but no one seems to know what to do. Suddenly a siren pierces the air and everyone rushes to the window. And I’m there now too. There’s what seems to be a long skinny tubular plane/space ship thing splashing in and out of the water like a whale. I know that it’s looking for me and my little brother. (I don’t really have a little brother by the way) I run upstairs to find my brother. He’s in a store organized the bookshelves. I’m supposed to be doing that too but we had to get away. “No, we can’t leave,” says my brother. “She’s on her way up. She’ll be here any second!” The “she” he is referring to is our evil step mother (whom I really have) who is also our boss. We knew that we would get into huge trouble if she found us not working. But we had to get out of there! “She” comes in right as we’re making our get away and starts chasing after us, yelling and screaming. this alerted the large plane thing to our whereabouts and it came flying at us. We run through the alleys of the warehouse/docking district that we were in, trying to find a place to hide. Some people help us, some try to turn us in. We find an abandoned building and run upstairs to try to hide. But someone followed us up the stairs, we had to go out a window. We’re scared and it’s raining as we make our way onto the tin roof from the window. Then yay, we see help! There are firemen below us with a net to catch is in and vehicles to carry us far away. I’m about to jump when I notice that one of the guys holding one end of the net is smiling menacingly. Suddenly I recognize him. He’s one of the guys who was flying the plane thing! We’ve been set up, we’re surrounded! They have us!
The End.
This story sounds convincingly! I agree with you in this case.