@remusisms
The dreams had been easy to ignore, to rule out as mere coincidences. So what if she dreamed the correct meal for dinner the next day, or the colour of Professor Dumbledore's hat? But when the "dreams" started to happen when she was awake, well, that made it a little harder for Kiara to dismiss.
At least, they'd only ever happened when she was alone. That was, up until now. No! She felt the familiar blurring of her vision, and Remus - who she'd been happily chatting to just a moment before - was replaced by an image of Sirius laughing. Except, was it Sirius? Because he suddenly turned into a large black dog, and trotted off.
As her visions went, that was more on the strange side. Maybe she was just slowly losing her mind after all. Blinking back into the present, she awkwardly cleared her throat and fiddled with the sleeve of her robe: there was no way Remus wasn't going to notice.
"Sorry, what did you say? I er - I zoned out," for someone with such a significant secret, Kiara was a terrible liar













