See you in my dreams...but not you, Mr Dark Lord, sir.

In my dream last night, Voldemort had it out for me. Even though I kept giving him shit (pretending technology was failing, even though I was the one messing with the phone in the elevator) and it didn't really seem like anything serious he was after me for, I was scared as hell. I kept trying to make jokes with his followers (they weren't really Death Eaters) and they just kept glaring at me. I didn't know it was possible to have a legit panic attack while dreaming, but I did. Even after the dream had changed to some other plotline, I kept looking over my shoulder, thinking he was gonna show up when I least expected him.

That's all, I just felt the need to throw that out there.

平和

Remus