It was midnight in Hogwarts school, Harry was sleeping so soundly in his bed that he slowly tossed to the other side to have a comfortable sleep. And while he was in deep sleep, he was transported to somewhere or rather a dream that he will see someone that he was desperate to save. Harry was in the mountains of flowers, a breeze of a wind, and a huge tree above him. He scanned his surroundings, it was a beautiful sight to see. Suddenly he was startled when he feel someone touching his shoulder.
He spins around to find Sharmel standing behind him, her hand still resting on his shoulder. The dream world around them is eerily silent and still, almost as if time itself has paused. "Sharmel?" Sharmel chuckles lightly and smile at him as she softly calls his name, "Hello Harry." Harry's heart skips a beat at the sight of her in his dream. Sharmel's gentle smile is such a contrast to the violent torture happening in reality. He reaches out instinctively to touch your arm, needing confirmation that you're really there. "You're in my dream,"
The young girl laugh warmly, "And I managed to connect my dream to yours. Honestly I was surprised, because if I have a dream future and vision that mean's I can step someone's dream, by reading their warm soul." She said with a smile on her face. Harry's eyes widen at this revelation, amazed that his beloved friend somehow managed to infiltrate his dream. Her presence in his dream feels like a lifeline, a precious connection to reality amidst the peaceful silence of his sleeping mind. "How are you doing this? Are you okay?"
Sharmel smile faded when Harry asked how she's doing. her hand move to his cheek follow by her other hand. Her both hands are in Harry's cheeks. Sharmel's eyes started to water, she didn't know how to say it but she knew that there's no time life. "Harry....my friend, my chosen brother...." Her voice crack with trembling words as she speaks at him.
Harry's heart aches seeing her tears. He gently catches them with his thumbs, his own eyes filling with concern. The dream world feels suddenly heavy with emotion. "Sharmel... what's wrong?" He searches her face, sensing that something is terribly amiss beyond the dream realm. Sharmel take a moment before she make a terrible news, her breath was heavily and trembling. "Voldemort has succeeded....." She said with firm with fear, Harry's blood runs cold at her words. He grips her wrists gently, his thumbs still wiping away her tears. "Succeeded in what? What did he do?" He already fears the answer, seeing the sadness and despair in your eyes. "Tell me..."
Sharmel smiles at him through her pain, tears, and sadness overwhelmed her. She was so scared that she might no longer see him again and their friends. "This will be our last meeting.... Harry, I am loyal to you. My loyalty comes to you." Her voice cracked, she bite her trembling lip and sob quietly. Harry's heart shatters at her words. He pulls Sharmel into a tight hug, his arms wrapping around her protectively as tears spill down his own cheeks. "No... no, Sharmel... that's not true," he whispers brokenly into her hair. "You're still you... he can't take that away."
"He did Harry....and your the only one who can save me. The serpent from my vision told me, the answer lies within me. And you Harry must find it." She said with firm and gentle tone, hugging him so tightly as if she was afraid to let him go. Harry pulls back slightly, his eyes searching hers with desperation and determination. "I will find it, Sharmel. I promise you," he says fiercely and added, "Whatever he's done to you, whatever has changed—I will undo it. I won't lose my chosen sister." Sharmel chuckles lightly and nodded, she took Harry's hand as she said "yes...."
She paused for a moment then added, "And Harry, if you see me again, I am no longer myself....he broke me, he removed everything. No matter what happened Harry, never hesitate Harry even if means to hurting me you will do it." She finished her last words with firm. Harry's jaw clenches, his expression firming with resolved purpose. "I understand, Sharmel. If it means saving you... I won't hesitate." He cups Sharmel's face tenderly before kissing her forehead softly—a silent promise of action, not words. "I love you, my sister."
Sharmel chuckles, her tears streaming down on her face. She hugged Harry tightly as she say her final words "I love you too Harry, my brother, my friend." She sobs buried her face on his chest. As Sharmel and Harry embrace tightly in the dream world. Sharmel feel herself being pulled back, Sharmel shouted "Harry.....! I will wait for you...! I know you can do it Harry! Your my only hope!" Harry tried to grab her hand but a gust of wind pull him back "I promise! I will take you back, I will find a way Sharmel!" Sharmel and Harry were pulled apart from each other, he hopelessly sees her sister pulling away from him.
The peaceful silence is replaced by sudden bursts of light and static, where Harry is waking up from his dream, and Sharmel to the cold reality of Voldemort's curse still holding her captive.
