I have to say that I thought my dreams were over, but apparently I was completely wrong.
Due to a fluke magical spell I managed to see my son, all grown up, and our worst enemy. His wand has a matching core to the evil villan of our story and due to this it caused the wand to send out echoes of previous spells he had performed. So, my husband and I came out as echos and saw our son and held back Voldemort, along with the other echos of people he had killed, so he could get away to safety. It was such a strange sensation, but I'm glad it happened.
I just wish he didn't have to be the one to fight this fight. And I'm also so glad it happened on a day off so I didn't have to struggle through school with the lack of sleep this brought about.