Hee. The recent one was really weird. I was seeing it all from Draco's POV, and it was like... somehow me and Harry had become friends in war, and it was all really bloody and our favourite hex was - can't remember the actual words any more but it meant "rise up you freaks!" Other weird stuff happened.
Then we became mates with this WW1 soldier and then Harry and he were sitting watching the sun rise on this battlefield covered with the dead, and I/Draco was standing behind them while they had this deep moment and then we realised the soldier was dead too - a zombie. And in a perfect moment of "wow my subconscious is clever!", Harry and Draco/me used the "rise up you freaks!" to raise those killed in the battle - an army of the dead. They were shambling along behind us in the rising dawn, woolly mammoths and WW1 soldiers and wizards from the Voldemort wars, and Harry and I were walking and I was dancing along fake-fighting with my sword. I was gleeful, Harry was pleased - "They're going to see us!" I said, and Harry said "this means they won't be able to forget us." This guy walked with us - an old man, and I had a moment where I thought I knew he was Dumbledore, but then he was St Patrick, or Cro Magnon man... and then I woke up.
So, er, yeah. I have deep-feeling, epic, complicated, strange dreams.
1. Tell me about a weird dream of yours! 2. Captain Hammer or Doctor Horrible? 3. What's your (you think) most unusual kink? 4. What do you want for Christmas? 5. Zombies or unicorns?
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Date: 2008-11-08 03:03 am (UTC)Then we became mates with this WW1 soldier and then Harry and he were sitting watching the sun rise on this battlefield covered with the dead, and I/Draco was standing behind them while they had this deep moment and then we realised the soldier was dead too - a zombie. And in a perfect moment of "wow my subconscious is clever!", Harry and Draco/me used the "rise up you freaks!" to raise those killed in the battle - an army of the dead. They were shambling along behind us in the rising dawn, woolly mammoths and WW1 soldiers and wizards from the Voldemort wars, and Harry and I were walking and I was dancing along fake-fighting with my sword. I was gleeful, Harry was pleased - "They're going to see us!" I said, and Harry said "this means they won't be able to forget us." This guy walked with us - an old man, and I had a moment where I thought I knew he was Dumbledore, but then he was St Patrick, or Cro Magnon man... and then I woke up.
So, er, yeah. I have deep-feeling, epic, complicated, strange dreams.
1. Tell me about a weird dream of yours!
2. Captain Hammer or Doctor Horrible?
3. What's your (you think) most unusual kink?
4. What do you want for Christmas?
5. Zombies or unicorns?