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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6906107/26/The next morning, Sunday, Madam Pomfrey released Harry from the Hospital Wing shortly after breakfast. As Harry and Hermione made their way back to Gryffindor Tower, Harry let his mind wander, after a few moments of random thought, Harry started chuckling. At Hermione's questioning glance, Harry said "Just remembering our homework for Divination."
When Hermione cocked an eyebrow in farther question, Harry continued "You remember, our Dream Journals? Well I couldn't really remember my dreams, so I just made some stuff up. One of the things I came up with was being attacked by Dementors during the Quidditch match."
Hermione's jaw slowly dropped in surprise. "So you…" the bushy-haired witch started to ask. Harry quickly interrupted, "I just made some stuff up, 'Mione. I got lucky, but honestly, it wouldn't be that hard to 'predict'. I mean seriously, Dementors feed on emotion, you know that. Where is the most emotion going to come from, a Quidditch match, well okay a broom closet too, but the match has more people at one time.
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