I had two sets of /really/ weird dreams last night. In the first there was a great octopus, who was apparently my friend. There was an old granny who was waterskiing with others, and there were boats on the water too. I remember a small rocky shore, and mages. I /really/ wish I could remember more details to this one. Either way, I woke up at something like 4 am, write the key words into my iphone, rolled over and went back to sleep. I then ended up dreaming about Harry Potter’s last battle with Voldemort, in which Harry gets knocked on his ass, is dizzy and Voldemort is polite enough to wait for him to recover! Then the dream shifts and Ron is the main person. He’s in the awful ball robes, and is trying to replace a comedian on stage. He’s faaar too serious, but the crowds love him because he is clumsy. He becomes quite famous. I see him in a bedroom (could be Hogsmeade) with a four poster bed. That has moth eaten curtains. He’s standing on a chair for some unfathomable reason I 5think he was nervous about his next show.
At some point in the night I also dreamt of a hutch with 13 rats in it, to which 5-7 mice are added they were all clambering all over the hutch.