On a weird note, I dreamed I was Harry Potter last night. Hermione was freaking out at me a lot, mainly because the train we were on sank, and I kept refusing to ask Snape for help. (The train was meant to go between islands and had tracks built on water.) So instead we ended up asking Drachma from Skies of Arcadia to help us. Somehow this led to me being in a car with Jess (still Harry) and being pursued by blue wolves who, for some reason, kept up with the car because Jess would NOT speed up. And I'd lost my wand in the water. Sigh.