Resorting of Gryffindor

Harry, Hermione, and Ron spent the rest of the month a little nervous. Harry had finished the potion and finished it off with pure morning dew water.

The three gathered in the room of requirement, and they sat on the floor with three cups of potion poured out.

"Alright. All we have to do is put our leaves in the potion then drink. We should be instantly knocked out and have a dream of our animal. Make sure you figure out your animal form or you won't wake up." Hermione told them. 

They each grabbed one cup and spat their leaves into it. It immediately dissolved and turned a darker color.

"Bottoms up." Ron cheered. They clinked cups and downed the sludgy liquid.

The three instantly fell over unconscious, and they began to dream.

He was running through a desert. He was chasing a hare that was trying to escape him. He ran and ran. He looked from side to side and saw tumbleweeds and cacti. Sand for miles. He ran and ran and followed the hare to a small water reserve. He felt thirsty. Instead of attacking the hare, he walked to the water. His neck craned over the water for a drink and captured a vision of it's own form. He looked like a large, tall, skinny, black fox with skinny legs. It's eyes were glowing green, and around it's eye's were two round white circles, and a scar in the middle of it's forehead. It looked behind itself as saw a hawk soaring above. He disintegrated into a mist and then his vision drew black.

She woke up in a tree. She turned her head around and listened closely. Rushing water. She expanded her wings and took off. Soaring through the air, she followed the sound of running water. She felt thirsty. She found a lake hidden among tall forest trees, and dropped down for a drink. She caught her own reflection, and stared into it. Staring back at her was a crow. Her vision traveled down to the area where her chest and neck met. Some feathers were missing, and it exposed a small slit scar against her pale bare skin.

He ran around happily in a large field of green. He was running and running, and stopped to catch his breath. He was thirsty. He ran back to the place he knew, and walked to a large bowl of water. He took a couple laps of water but stopped. The water in the bowl settled, and he looked back at himself. He felt short all of a sudden, and he was coated in curly red and white fur. He sat down and looked down at his own legs. He had white patterns running up against his leg against red fur.

The three suddenly woke up, panting from exhaustion. They felt extremely thirsty, and the room read them like a book. Three glasses of water appeared in front of them, and they downed it immediately.

"T-That was amazing!" Ron managed to exclaimed after downing his water.

"That felt so weird." Hermione huffed.

"I thought it was cool. And then disappearing into smoke felt so weird. Like my body was falling apart, but it was still intact." Harry grinned dumbly. 

Hermione rose an eyebrow. "I didn't disappear in smoke. I just woke up." She looked to Ron.

"Same thing mate. No smoke." He agreed with Hermione.

"Well I did. What animals are you?" Harry asked. Ron smiled widely.

"My favorite dog. An Australian Shepard!" He exclaimed. "I'm red and white. Although the marks on my arms only showed up as fur markings.