Dream 12, Saturday (April 7) night

Finally I dream I've remembered long enough to write down.

I'm trying out for the youth symphonies again in this room that has walls painted white. There are windows and a large tree growing out of the floor of the room. Claudette, the audition judge, is sitting in a chair in front of me. She tells me to play a scale (I think it was F minor) but I realize that I'm not prepared. I ask her if I can come back later when I'm prepared and she says, "Yes, but just play me a C major scale before you go." I do, and it sounds medium quality. Ashamed, I exit the room while someone sitting on the tree stares at me.

I feel like Hermione when Ron teases her about what her worst fear would be if she confronted a boggart - Professor McGonagall telling her she got an A- on her paper.