Divination was never an exact magic. Everyone knew that. She herself had mocked it on a number of occasions, calling it a worthless subject. So why had the ministers words shocked her so much?
Her hand shot to the seat next to hers, fingers gripping the tall redhead's for comfort. Taking a deep breath, letting the logical part of her mind smother down her emotions, she turned her head back to Kingsley. "What do you mean the book has no partner for either of us?"
Kingsley placed his folded hands on top of the very worn leather bound book and replied, "I am sorry Miss Granger, but the book has no match for you because you..." He glanced at her companion, "and you, were both supposed to die at the battle of Hogwarts."