October 17 Dream

This morning, I had the most unusual (although cool) dream.

I dreamt I was engaged to Sirius Black.  And despite the fact I am a Muggle and he's a pure-blooded wizard, the world seemed okay.  No one was trying to kill us.  The only person who had a problem with our getting married was the household maid (who resembled Diana Rigg).

The only problem with this is that it doesn't line up with anything Harry Potter-related.  As far as I know (and I don't know a lot), the Black family only had one house-elf, and that was Kreacher.

Anyway, this maid had some serious issues over our marrying, none of which had to do with my blood status.  And despite all her misgivings, Sirius and I were still getting married.

The dream then skipped to the day before the wedding, and I was contemplating taking a shower, so I could shave my legs.  The maid enters my room, and begins tidying things up, all while glaring at me and talking about things.  Sirius is downstairs, playing chess with some person (it was either Harry Potter or my third sister).  Finally, she leaves.  I then end up in the bathroom, wearing only underwear and a men's white dress shirt.  I am looking at myself in the mirror, and subconsciously I am telling myself I need to remember to bring my black underwear on the honeymoon.  I then hear the maid's voice downstairs, and I come out, listening above the stairs.  She's asking if there's any more work she needs to do, because she would like to take a bath.

I am thinking, "Bitch!", but  I don't say anything.

Next thing, I am still in the bathroom, but now I am not wearing underwear.  The maid returns, but not having taken her bath.  She begins cleaning the bathroom, even though Sirius told her nothing else needed to be cleaned.  Because I realize I am not wearing underwear, I retreat to the bathtub, where I think I am safer to not be seen commando.  She pulls out this bottle of toilet bowl cleaner that doesn't have bleach in it with a HUGE brush head and squirts it into the toilet.

Maid:  "The weather forecast says it's going to be cold and rainy during your honeymoon."

Me:  "Oh, I don't mind.  I like it. We can cuddle with a blanket in front of the fire and read or something."

She smiles at me.

"How long is your bath going to be?  I wanted to take a quick shower so my legs would be soft and smooth for tomorrow."

She never answered, but I stayed in this moment a little while, until I woke up.

For anyone who has seen Harry Potter, you know that 12 Grimmauld Place on the inside is very depressing.  This was not the case in my dream.  The living room/parlor where he was playing chess was much like the Gryffindor Common Room, a large fire roaring, lots of light and nice furniture.  The bathroom where I was was large, spacious, and full of lit candles.

I may or may not do an analysis of this dream.