4:53 AM
I hadn't received any dream gifts since this summer when I got my Azkaban prison uniform. That was lovely, and went right into the garbage by the way. I woke up to find one of the enchanted mirrors that James and I used to use to communicate when we were put into detention. Those were good times. Now my only concern in my dreams is trying to get to the man that betrayed my friends before he can sneak away anywhere.