If I owned Harry Potter there would've been a hold chapter dedicated to killing umbrage. Unfortunately there is not . So therefore I must not own Harry Potter.
Dumbledore was running late.
Inside the hogshead bar Sybill Trelawney sat at a table in the back corner waiting for Dumbledore so that she could hopefully earn a position as a divination teacher. She stared into her teacup predicting death in general misfortune for anyone who would listen. it was at that moment when Sybill belted out the prophecy. Loud enough to draw the attention of two drunk wizards in a nearby booth.
Wha's she on abot now? Slurred the man with the long blond hair side to his companion dressed all in black .Do't know. Do't . Hav another dink. It makes her eassier to ignore. They been there for hours waiting for the senile old man to show up. And in that time that woman had not once stopped "predicting" one awful thing after another.
And so the prophecy went ignored and unheard by anyone who would have cared.
Sometime later
I'm so sorry my dear to have kept you waiting. I do hope I wasn't keeping you from anything important my dear?
No, no I don't think so Headmaster Dumbledore. With the air of someone been spacing out.
Sometime later again.
I will need some proof of your abilities my dear if you don't mind.
Of course headmaster. Sybill stared down into her crystal ball. You are grieve danger...
I think I've heard enough. I'm sorry my dear I just don't think you have the qualifications we are looking for in our divination teacher.
two now very drunk wizards sitting nearby cheered.
But wait please I can do this.
Unfortunately, Sybill had no more prophecies. Sybill Trelawney never became the divination teacher for Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Or any school.
Two drank wizards learned that the cruciatus curse still hurts even when thoroughly drunk. It just adds unfortunate lack of bodily control.
Two boys and their families went on living their lives completely oblivious to what could been a life altering event.
After all, if no one there to listen is a prophecy still prophecy?