Bit one: I was levitating in the top of a bell tower. I think it was night, or at the very least dark in the tower. I might have been wearing a poet's shirt, or at least loose clothing. As I floated at the top of the tower, I held out my left hand, palm inward, and started spinning counter-clockwise (or widdershins). From underneath my cuff streamed snake skin -- the scales were yellowish, brown, and grey. The skin coiled around and beneath me and down the shaft of the tower in a long, trailing streamer.
Another night: Well... it wasn't quite Hogwart's, and it wasn't quite the New York School of Dance and Art (or whatever the "Fame" school was called. But it was a school, and it was a dark place. I almost think we borrowed our wardrobe from "The Matrix," -- everyone wore lots of dark and black trenchcoat type clothes.
The first thing students had to do was choose "metal" or "wood." I chose metal. I think that may have been why I had to wear black (later on in the dream the Wood folks were all in brown). Lots of surreal images; I'm afraid that the only one I really remember was a kind of disk of silver (or possibly two intersecting disks) with a polarized finish on it fashioned such that different parts either reflected or absorbed light.
The "mascot" of the metals was a flying, black stone gargoyle. For some reason I decided it would be fun to paint it white (it was some kind of group prank). Once I did so, the gargoyle transformed into our head professor -- a kind of Snipe character -- played by David Bowie. The beaky white face melted into Bowie's, and then he took off a white shirt (the paint somehow had become a shirt) and changed into some black clothing. We were sort of in trouble, but I don't remember what happened next.