Dreams of strangers (but not really)

Sometimes Hermione dreams of emerald coloured eyes and a friendly smile. The boy was scrawny, tired and sorrowful, but so, so full of life and love.
She dreams of cries of 'Expelliarmus' and 'Stupefy' the flash of spells under the cover of night. Adrenaline rushing adventures.

When she wakes up those dreams are gone, when she tries to remember, she feels like she's trying to hold water. Dripping, dripping, dripping out of her hands.

She doesn't know what to think. She thinks she knows him from somewhere, but she doesn’t know where.

Every time she has a dream like this she knows the eyes will haunt her for days.