2003-02-20 - 12:09 p.m. I had a dream last night that I was Harry Potter (everyone knows I secretly want to be Harry Potter, right?). I was in this big hotel suite with a jacuzi and velvet everywhere, and everything was plush and lush and insanely rich looking, right? But I was feeling all nervous, because I was preparing for a duel with Lord Voldemort!As I'm waiting, these two girls come in and they giggle at me a lot. I can't figure out if they like me or are making fun of me. Maybe both. I don't say too much to them. But then the time is coming. I can hear a commotion outside, and I look out the window, and there he is! He comes in, followed by a group of people who surround us both. Hermione (who looks like devon) comes up to me and tries to give me a wand made out of marble, because she's afraid my wand will break under the force of the magick it's about to undertake. I put it in the other pocket of my robe, as a back-up. We're surrounded by people, and I'm a nervous, bumbling idiot. I actually drop my wand as I take it out of my pocket. Voldemort laughs, gives me time to pick it back up. Then we begin. We're shouting hexes and curses at each other. I shout out as many as I can remember, but I realize that I'm not sure I"m pronouncing them correctly. Nothing seems to be working. I can't even make him spout boils on his noise, and I did that to Malfoy and Crabbe. In a last ditch effort, I shout, "Accio", pointing at his wand, trying to disarm him. It doesn't work either. And then I hear it: "Avada Kedavara!" I'm terrified. But... nothing happens. Everyone starts cheering. Voldemort breaks out in this huge grin and leans into me, "That was great, Tommy." He's not really Voldemort. He's an actor. He thinks I'm an actor too. Is he right? Am I not really Harry Potter? Had I just bought into the identity of my character? People start filing into the room- actors who are going to play the parts of all the characters in the next movie. They introduce themselves to me. None of them are the same people from the previous movies. I pull out my spare, marble wand. It's a candle with marble coloring on it. I don't like this turn of events. I'm not who I thought I was. These people are not real. My whole world is not real. I go outside to the courtyard to think about all of this. Then I get an idea. I pull out my want. "Accio firebolt." And it comes flying to me. I hop on, and fly. For the rest of my dream, I fly.
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