Gwen wanted desperately to figure out how her world switching was working. She thought, perhaps her trance had been a clue. She decided to look for some norse mythology while she was at Hogwarts. She had been living here for a few days and it might be awhile before she returned to the college world again.
However, there were no books in the Hogwart's library about norse mythology and if there were they had all been signed out by other students working on reports for Professor Binns. She tried to remember as much about Yggdrasil as she could.
It was the world tree and there were three sections on it. One branch of the tree was reserved for the dead, one for the living and one for the giant gods. Other than that, nothing. She was drawing a blank. Maybe it had something to do with the different worlds within the tree and somehow they must be connected to her worlds.
She sighed, confused and alone again. Though she didn't like to think it neither world had everything she wanted. She could live in both and be comfortable, but there would always be something missing. Something she couldn't place yet.
She had since told Harry about her dream as he was really the only one she was close to at Hogwarts. He thought over it for awhile, but couldn't make heads or tails of it. "It's strange." He said, gazing at her over a pile of Divination homework that she was helping him with. "So, this other you is a part of another world? A dream world?"
"Yes, but now I'm not sure which the dream world is. I thought it was Hogwarts, but I'm inclined to think less so the more time I spend here."
"Have you told your mother yet?"
Gwen looked at him as if she'd been betrayed. While the thought had never occurred to her and it seemed like a good idea, she couldn't fathom that her mother would help. Beorc LeFey was a muggle and possibly the most frustrating mother to ever live.