07-16-2011, 11:10 PM
Last night I dreamed about Harry Potter, which embarrasses me because I couldn't even finish the series due to boredom and think the craziness people have about it is silly. But I digress. (If you don't know who any of these characters are...where have you been? Google it.)
So I dreamed I was Harry. Or, to put it more precisely, I was inside Harry's body and had a vague idea of how I was supposed to act, but I really had no clue what was going on. It seemed that Voldemort had won and taken over the world...or when we got to this specific building it certainly seemed that way. It looked sort of like a convention center...it was massive and had white walls...the usual stuff.
Apparently this was Voldemort's base of operations, and it was also sort of a "legal center" where people would go to ask him stuff. It was also where you got summoned to if you pissed him off...so pretty much an execution ground as well. To get inside of it you had to get a mark on your hand...it looked like a blue stamp but they called it a "brand" and it really hurt to get it. Apparently the brand faded over time because some of the people there were saying "Not this part again. I hate this part." So I had to get one of these things on my hand, and I heard myself grunting in pain but didn't really feel anything. (Book of Revelations, anyone?)
Ron and Hermione were with me, and as we're walking into this place I'm thinking *WHY are we coming here? Isn't this the WORST place we could be?* But I realized "we" had a plan and I needed to go along with it. We passed through a bunch of people and then Hermione started talking about this spell we were supposed to do that would "help us", not really specifying what we needed help for. So she and Ron were setting up stuff for a spell, but I looked at a clock and realized it was 4 o'clock, and I knew that I had to be where Voldemort was at 4 for some unknown reason.
I left them and jumped on this little cart thing that took me across the building. I came upon this room with glass windows where Voldemort and his closest followers were sitting in folding chairs...surely up to no good. There was a dry erase board in there and everything. It was silly. A security guard told me I couldn’t go in there, but I snuck around him.
At some point in the dream I had changed my (Harry’s) appearance so I (he) wouldn’t be as noticeable. I had made my hair get longer to cover the scar and removed my glasses. However, as I walked up to the window Voldemort instantly recognized me, and got this sort of surprised look on his face. He bowed to me from behind the glass, and I bowed back to him (were we Japanese or something?), then he opened the door and let me in.
At that point I was getting really freaked out because I still had no clue what I was supposed to do, and everyone was looking at me like they wanted to kill me, especially Voldemort. I thought maybe I was supposed to say something, but Voldemort started talking instead. He was telling the people how he couldn’t touch me because of that whole thing with Harry’s mom protecting him and all that...I don’t feel like explaining it...basically, he couldn’t do anything to me, but anyone else there could, and they all looked like they really wanted to.
Then Voldemort brought in some people he’d had tortured, I guess trying to scare me. The first woman was pregnant, and it was really horrible. I couldn’t think of a way to comfort her, but I told her I was sorry she’d had to suffer that way and a day was coming when it would all be okay. The woman then left the room and a man came in who had been whipped for some trivial offense...his back was all messed up. I said similar words to him, and he handed me a piece of paper and left as well.
After he was gone I said “He left his paper.” Then Voldemort very gently began pushing me out the door and said “Well, maybe you should go give it back to him.” And he shut the door behind me.
I realized that he meant for me to escape. The look in his eyes said he wanted nothing more than to murder me in some terrible way, but for some reason he decided to give me the chance to escape, so I ducked into a restroom and started thinking about how I could get out of the building. I felt like the message I got from the dream was “Not yet. You’re not ready to face the dark lord yet.”
I haven’t even been thinking about facing off with dark lords lately...things have been quiet and peaceful and I tend to not focus on that stuff, so I have no idea what this dream is supposed to mean...It was so ridiculous. XP
So I dreamed I was Harry. Or, to put it more precisely, I was inside Harry's body and had a vague idea of how I was supposed to act, but I really had no clue what was going on. It seemed that Voldemort had won and taken over the world...or when we got to this specific building it certainly seemed that way. It looked sort of like a convention center...it was massive and had white walls...the usual stuff.
Apparently this was Voldemort's base of operations, and it was also sort of a "legal center" where people would go to ask him stuff. It was also where you got summoned to if you pissed him off...so pretty much an execution ground as well. To get inside of it you had to get a mark on your hand...it looked like a blue stamp but they called it a "brand" and it really hurt to get it. Apparently the brand faded over time because some of the people there were saying "Not this part again. I hate this part." So I had to get one of these things on my hand, and I heard myself grunting in pain but didn't really feel anything. (Book of Revelations, anyone?)
Ron and Hermione were with me, and as we're walking into this place I'm thinking *WHY are we coming here? Isn't this the WORST place we could be?* But I realized "we" had a plan and I needed to go along with it. We passed through a bunch of people and then Hermione started talking about this spell we were supposed to do that would "help us", not really specifying what we needed help for. So she and Ron were setting up stuff for a spell, but I looked at a clock and realized it was 4 o'clock, and I knew that I had to be where Voldemort was at 4 for some unknown reason.
I left them and jumped on this little cart thing that took me across the building. I came upon this room with glass windows where Voldemort and his closest followers were sitting in folding chairs...surely up to no good. There was a dry erase board in there and everything. It was silly. A security guard told me I couldn’t go in there, but I snuck around him.
At some point in the dream I had changed my (Harry’s) appearance so I (he) wouldn’t be as noticeable. I had made my hair get longer to cover the scar and removed my glasses. However, as I walked up to the window Voldemort instantly recognized me, and got this sort of surprised look on his face. He bowed to me from behind the glass, and I bowed back to him (were we Japanese or something?), then he opened the door and let me in.
At that point I was getting really freaked out because I still had no clue what I was supposed to do, and everyone was looking at me like they wanted to kill me, especially Voldemort. I thought maybe I was supposed to say something, but Voldemort started talking instead. He was telling the people how he couldn’t touch me because of that whole thing with Harry’s mom protecting him and all that...I don’t feel like explaining it...basically, he couldn’t do anything to me, but anyone else there could, and they all looked like they really wanted to.
Then Voldemort brought in some people he’d had tortured, I guess trying to scare me. The first woman was pregnant, and it was really horrible. I couldn’t think of a way to comfort her, but I told her I was sorry she’d had to suffer that way and a day was coming when it would all be okay. The woman then left the room and a man came in who had been whipped for some trivial offense...his back was all messed up. I said similar words to him, and he handed me a piece of paper and left as well.
After he was gone I said “He left his paper.” Then Voldemort very gently began pushing me out the door and said “Well, maybe you should go give it back to him.” And he shut the door behind me.
I realized that he meant for me to escape. The look in his eyes said he wanted nothing more than to murder me in some terrible way, but for some reason he decided to give me the chance to escape, so I ducked into a restroom and started thinking about how I could get out of the building. I felt like the message I got from the dream was “Not yet. You’re not ready to face the dark lord yet.”
I haven’t even been thinking about facing off with dark lords lately...things have been quiet and peaceful and I tend to not focus on that stuff, so I have no idea what this dream is supposed to mean...It was so ridiculous. XP