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Dec. 19th, 2007 01:46 pmDream part three involved me arguing with one of the librarians on some plane that somehow had a train-like dining car in the middle of it. Perfectly ordinary.
Dream part one was the same oddly kind, grounded, soothing Sirius as before. Dreams are a funny thing; sometimes they're like a whole other physical place, with its own population, and people and features that stay the same from visit to visit like the waking world does. This was definitely the same person. He seems to regard me as a combination of friend and ward, although in this case there was a sort of snuggly level of affection (platonic, that is). We talked about astronomy and star names (go figure).
Dream part two was, uh. Well, apparently Neville is the sort of Gryffindor whose daring and bravery manifest in a penchant for engaging in sexual activity where likely to get caught.
O.o
My brain.
I mean, Neville?!
Dream part one was the same oddly kind, grounded, soothing Sirius as before. Dreams are a funny thing; sometimes they're like a whole other physical place, with its own population, and people and features that stay the same from visit to visit like the waking world does. This was definitely the same person. He seems to regard me as a combination of friend and ward, although in this case there was a sort of snuggly level of affection (platonic, that is). We talked about astronomy and star names (go figure).
Dream part two was, uh. Well, apparently Neville is the sort of Gryffindor whose daring and bravery manifest in a penchant for engaging in sexual activity where likely to get caught.
O.o
My brain.
I mean, Neville?!