“I had the craziest dream last night,” mumbled Megan Jones, shovelling her cornflakes into her mouth.
“Ooh! Really?” asked Hannah Abbott, looking up from her copy of the Daily Prophet. “What happened this time?”
“Here we go again,” sighed Susan Bones, rolling her eyes.
“Well,” said Megan, swallowing the last of her cornflakes and sitting up. “It all started with me, Hannah and Justin sitting by the lake. Then out popped a giant rabbit out of the forest! It was huge! Then it roared – like a lion. Rawr! – and scooped up Justin and ate him!”
“Charming,” muttered Justin, who was spreading jam on his toast.
“Then,” continued Megan, “me and Hannah ran for it and suddenly the rabbit found a broomstick and started flying after us on it. It was a giant broomstick mind, for a giant rabbit. Then there was this big crack of thunder and all these purple frogs started raining from the clouds!”
“Okay… then what happened?” asked Hannah eagerly.
“Then Professor Trelawney popped up and said that the frogs were the sign of the Apocalypse or something. Then Professor Dumbledore arrived riding a crocodile and he was wearing a frilly corset -”
“Okay! Okay!” yelled Susan. “Don’t go any further!”
Megan smirked. She turned to Hannah. “What about your dream? Did you have one last night?”
Hannah thought back to the dream she had, in which Ernie had danced the can-can on Snape’s desk in his boxers…
“Erm… Sorry, I can’t remember it…” she muttered, going red. Susan, who’d heard all about it earlier, nodded in approval.