Harry hadn't even gone near the Slytheirn Dorms. Instead he made his way to the entrance of the Hidden Library, as it was now dubbed. The Pale Lady slept quietly and Harry didn't really pay much attention to the woman. Instead he looked around making sure he was alone. He just wanted to find a quiet place to cry. The dreams, no matter that they were now good ones, still hurt because they were merely reminders of the good times that were cruelly taken away. Fate had ripped the ground out from beneath him twice, first when he was left as a baby and second when Sapphire changed.