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A/N: First of all, let me apologize because my intention tonight was updating IT'S COMPLICATED but I was clueless with that plot so I began reading old fics trying to get inspired... I ended up finding this first chapter I wrote a couple months ago... I am not really sure were this will lead to (as always) but I really like the introduction... I hope you do as well.

Secondly, I apologize in advance, as always, for the grammar and spelling mistakes you will surely find... I am not a native English speaker so you must understand that in my effort to write a nice story I end up unintentionally neglecting this lovely language which I hope I will completely dominate some day... not yet, so please, be patient with me.

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TEA LEAVES - Introduction

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It was the last day of holidays for the students of the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry of Hogwarts, and while all the children were still back in their homes, getting their things ready for the next day, some teachers had already arrived to the castle. In the staff room, professor Trelawney was reading the tea leafs from Sprout's cup while Madam Hooch was next to them listening carefully.
"I see a sun..." she was saying.
"What does that mean? A sun is good, isn't it?" the herbology teacher wondered.
"Weren't you listening in divination, that means great happiness..."
"That's right, Rolanda," Trelawney replied like she would have done to one of her students, "Pomona is expecting good news..."
"Expecting?" the cup's owner realized, "like expecting a baby?"
"Maybe..." the divination professor guessed.
"Oh my god, Pomona...!" Hooch exclaimed "You're going to be a mom!"
"Oh, ladies please..." professor McGonagall raised her look from the papers she was working on and interrupted the group of women at the other side of the table, "Pomona, I'm sorry, but you getting pregnant wouldn't be good news, would be a miracle... don't you realize she's just telling you what you want to listen..."
"Who cares if it's true or not, we're just having fun..." professor Sprout replied, "You don't have to be always so sceptic, Min..."
"Let's see what future awaits for Minerva..." the flying teacher said making Minerva's cup of tea come to them with a move of her wand.
"Enjoy your time," professor McGonagall stood up and picked her things, "I have a meeting with the headmaster, so if you excuse..."
"Don't worry, we'll tell you later what Sybill has seen..."
"Don't bother, Rolanda... even if Sybill was able to predict my future, I am pretty happy with my ignorance about tomorrow..." and she walked outside, almost crashing with professor Snape at the door. "Severus."
"Minerva," they saluted politely and then he came in to take a couple books he had forgotten on the morning. He picked them up and right when he was going to leave the noise of a piece of porcelain crashing on the ground stopped him. Professor Trelawney was standing up between Hooch and Sprout, her eyes had became white and her hands were shaking...
"He will come..." she said, "He knows where she is now and he wants her back... She is in danger..." after that, the divination teacher fainted.
"Sybill, Sybill that wasn't fun..." Sprout said, "Sybill, are you ok?"
While Trelawney was coming back to herself, Snape approached the three ladies.
"Who was she talking about?" he asked.
"She was reading Minerva's tea leafs..." Rolanda told him "You don't believe that was serious, right?" she left go a laugh.
"No, of course not..." and then he left the room forgetting his books again. He couldn't tell Hooch that the only time he had seen Trelawney acting like that she was having the most important prophecy of the century...

When Severus arrived to the Headmaster's office Minerva was also there with another man.
"Hello Severus, come in please..." Dumbledore invited him, "This is professor Charles Bellard, he will be the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher."
"Enchanté," the new professor said.
"Nice to meet you," professor Snape answered not even looking at the man, unable to take Trelawney's voice out from his mind and looking at Minerva wondering what kind of danger she was on, "Headmaster, I need to talk to you about something..."
"Of course," Dumbledore said, "Minerva, would you mind showing Mr. Bellard his private rooms, please." He waited until they were gone and then asked to Severus: "Tell me, what's wrong?"
"I thing professor Trelawney had some kind of... prophecy, sir..."
"When?"
"A few minutes ago, in the staff room... She was reading Minerva's tea leafs when she came into a trance... She was talking saying something about her being in danger and a man coming to take her back... I think she was talking about you-know-who..."
"Are you completely sure of what you're saying, Severus?"
"Well, I am sure of what I saw and listen, professor..."
"In this case I think you should tell her, warn her of what might be coming. I'll increase the security spells around the school..."
"That's it?"
"I don't thing there's more we can do, Severus..."

Snape waited for Minerva at the entrance of the Gryffindor tower and when she arrived she invited him to come in. He didn't remember ever being in that common room. It was clean and tidy, there was a couple book shelves, one large table to study and some armchairs.
"I can't wait until tomorrow to see the faces of the new students when they arrive..." she said, "Do you remember your first day at Hogwarts, Severus?"
"Not the best day of my life..." he said thinking of all the bad memories he had of those years.
Minerva smiled understanding.
"I remember coming into this same room and looking around, the light of the floating candles, the smell of the old books, the murmur of the other students..." she breathed hard and then looked back at her guest, "I'm sorry, would you like some tea?"
"No thanks," Severus replied.
"Have a sit, then... Tell me, what made you come up here?"
"Earlier, when I was coming into the staff room and you were coming out..."
"Yes..."
"I heard professor Trelawney..."
"Oh Merlin... Was she reading my tea leafs?" she said in a giggle, "What did she came up with this time?"
"I know this will sound crazy for you but I don't think she came up with anything this time, I do believe she had a prophecy..."
"A prophecy?!" and she resisted to laugh in front of him. "Sybill Trelawney wouldn't guess the future even if she had a time-turner..."
"Trust me, she came into a trance, I'd seen that before... she said you would be in danger, that someone would come to get you..."
"Severus, I really had never imagined you were one of this wizards who believe in all this craft..." she kept being sceptical, "you don't need to worry about me, the last time I let Sybill read my hand she said I was going to die in three weeks... that was six months ago... Look, she is a wonderful woman, she's the best friend someone can have but she has no inner eye." she was concise. Severus realized he wouldn't be able to convince her of anything, so he left thinking that maybe she was right... maybe there had been no prophecy that morning...

TO BE CONTINUED...