Don't watch late night movies

So last night I got to see the newest Harry Potter movie with my baby sister and we got home around 1-ish, even though, I didn't go to be right away. When I did finally end up going to bed, I'm pretty sure I just passed out and didn't start really dreaming until fairly later in the morning.

So I'm outside running around this really muddy hill almost like I'm running away from something or someone. I look down to the ground and see this trail of really clear deer prints that seem to loop up and around the hill (which I seem to have some issues trying to get up). The entire time I'm talking to someone who looks vaguely like Fred Weasley. I'm seriously getting frustrated as to why I couldn't seem to get up that freaken hill. The next thing I know I'm casting a shield spell at someone and then a full body bind on someone else. The next thing I know I'm organinzing/moving things almost trying to escape to somewhere (not really sure) with the guy who played Victor Krum. <--seriously should not watch movies late into the evening* Something seems vaguely wrong with all of that and then the next thing I know I'm at a station trying to do something with this machine that gives tickets. Hermione shouts at me to take the silver coins, and then I start waking up. At this point I'm thoroughly confused.

My dreams keep getting jumbled together for some odd reason and I think today's was no exception. I was at this beach with my sisters sort of wading out and watching the tide. The shoreline was crowded with beach-goers and there was something about a giant who wanted to use us as toys for her monsterous son. The next thing I knew I was laughing and hugging a friend of mine who felt interested and not- could have been a change of feelings/I'm pretty sure he was bi, but there was something bothering him and before I could go back to figure it out, I woke up.

Crazy

This seemed like a strange two part dream. The first half had me and my sisters returing home and then for some odd reason turing around and heading to Stockholm for either glass or crystal figures. I'm still not sure why, but it was my sister Meg that kept demanding that we do so. Before the dream had switched we were standing in front of this high doorway, what I remember seeing was was a smooth white stone that looks sort of old, my hand was on the heavy wooden door.

The next part was a funeral procession. I know I was wearing a white frock dress and white leather shoes. The saddness that came from this was really painful. In the background I kept hearing strands of the Don't Cry for Me Argentina from Evita. I was with a group of people who were slowly making their way around this iron fence to what looked like a barren field- really all it was was a plaine of dust almost like a desert, but hard packed. I kept looking for grave stones or at the very least a newly made grave, but what I ended up seeing was this wide hole in the ground that had earthen steps leading down, it may have been leading to a mausoleum, but I'm not certain because I started waking up.

Gah!

I haven't lived in this house for almost eleven years and it still haunts me from time to time. It's almost like I'm being called back and I know I'm fighting it. I don't want to go back becaus there is almost nothing there. Yes the house is still there, but the people who used to live nearby have moved on or moved out. So I'm not entirely sure why I feel called back. I know I'm not the only one in the family who has felt that pull.

Any time I get pulled back to the house it's almost always to the basement room and my old room, even though I've called most of the rooms there "my bedroom" at one point or another. So why? It's not like I can go back anyway, I mean from what my sister and I have seen- the old pool in the backyard has been ripped up and there is only yard there. And I have no idea what the inside looks like now. Well, structually I do, but I'm certain there's nothing left of what used to be there paint-wise. So why is this location calling me back even after all this time?