"So, how did the meeting go?" Ron asked with a mouthful of food at breakfast the next morning.
"Horrible." Hermione replied, grimacing at her memories.
"Why? What happened?" Harry asked.
"First of all, he asked me to lift an apple with my mind, but I couldnt even do that!" She said.
"So? It wont always happen straight away." Ron replied.
"I know, but I got frustrated, and then when I did, the apple shot up in the air!" Next thing I knew I was waking up in Snapes arms!" She said. The boys said nothing for a while, looking at each other, feeling Hermione's embarrassment.
"Woah, Snape was there?"Ron asked.
"Yep. Turns out he will be teaching me too! Just gets better and better." She said sarcasically. "My next lesson it Wednesday, and I have to practice at the weekends."
"Would you like us to be there when you practice?" Harry offered.
"Well, when arent you with me? We do everything together." She chuckled.
"True." Harry smiled.
"Well, Im going to start practicing tomorrow, when you start on your homework. Ive already done it all, so we can do that together."
"Okay." Ron said. "We had better get to divination before Professor Trelawney worries we have been eaten by the grim."
"That was funny. She predicted my death, but nothing happened!" Harry said.
"Yeah I remember that." Hermione said, laughing. "But Rons right, we should go."
They left breakfast and started their journey to Divination. Because it was quite far from the great hall, it took them about ten minutes to walk, even through al the short cuts. They arrived on time.
"Come in, come in!" Trelawney greeted them.
"Hello, Professor." Ron said, walking past and rolling his eyes. As they waited for everyone else to enter, they were talking about quidditch games. Suddenly, they heard a smash of china, and turned to see Professor Trelawney shaking. She had created the noise; she dropped her mug of tea, spilling tea all over the floor.
"Professor?" Hermione asked, looking into her unfocused eyes.
"Harry Potter." She said hoarsley. "Harry Potter, the boy who lived." She shook.
"Whats going on?" Ron said.
"Im not sure..." Harry said, worried that she kept saying his name.
"Harry Potter, he's coming." she whispered, her voice rasping. Other students were also watching now.
"Professor?" Hermione asked again.
"Harry Potter, he is coming. He is back." She said. Hermione was still staring into her eyes, and then all went silent, the shaking stopped, and her eyes drooped. She saw Harry touch his forehead. Then she fell to the floor, unconsious.
"Oh no." Hermione said and knelt down beside her. "Harry, wait here with her and I will go and get Madam Pomfrey."
"Sure." He said, taking Hermiones spot when she stood to leave.
"Im coming with you." Ron said. "It stinks up here."
Both of them left, rushing to get to Madam Pomfrey. Speed walking through the halls, they came across Peeves. As soon as he saw them, he started to throw water balloons at them that he had obviously prepared earlier. One after another came raining down on them both.
"Hermione?" Ron said, dodging another one.
"What?" She said, annoyed.
"Do you know anything to throw them back?"
"Yes! So do you! Wingardium Leviosa!"
"Tried it. They are ghost water balloons! It doesnt work."
"Of course it doesnt. Um.." She was trying to think of a way to stop them. Then she thought of something. She focused on a balloon, and tried to make it fly back fowards Peeves. Already frustrated by being soaked, the balloon flew back up to Peeves and hit him on the nose. To her surprise, he started to cry.
"Boo hoo, that hurt, you ruined my fun! At least you didnt try to run..." He said, before he turned around and disappears.
"Finally, he left us alone!" Hermione said, realising she was shaking.
"You alright Hermione?" Ron asked. "You look really pale!"
"Yeah im alright. Feel a little sick." She said. "Good thing we are going to Madam Pomfrey."
They arrived at the hospital wing, with Hermione still feeling the same as before. Hearing the door open, Madam Pomfrey came out of her office.
"Everything alright?" She asked, looking at them both. "Oh my! You look awfully pale!" She said to Hermione.
"Im fine. We found Peeves and he through water balloons at us." She explained.
"She tried using her telekinesis powers on them and it worked, but now she looks like she's gonna pass out." Ron said.
"Oh, go and sit down." She motioned Hermioneto sit on the bed.
"But Madam Pomfrey! We didnt come here because of that! It was professor Trelawney! She dropped her tea, then looked all funny and started saying "hes back". Then she fainted." Hermione explained.
"Oh dear! Id bettergo over there." She said and disappeared into her office. Ron and Hermione heard the familiar sound of the floo network, then all was silent.
As Madam Pomfrey saw the scene infront of her, she saw several students looking extremely worried.
"What did she mean 'he's back'?" she heard one student say. "He's back? You know who cant be back, can he?" said another.
"Harry?" Madam Pomfrey said.
"Oh Madam Pomfrey! She just kept saying 'He's back' and 'he's coming' and then she kinda collapsed!" Harry exclaimed.
"Oh." She said, trying to wake up the teacher. Thoughts were going round her head. Normally what she predicts isnt true, but then again,she doesnt normally act possessed whenever she makes a prediction. Maybe this one is true. Maybe you know who is back. Still trying to wake up the sleeping teacher, she gave up and turned to Harry.
"Look, im going to have to take her with me." She said. "Can you go to Dumbledore and tell him what just happened?" She asked Harry.
"Sure." He replied with worry etched on his face.
"As for the rest of you," She addressed the class, "Please return to your common rooms. This class is cancelled."
A cheer could be heard from the other side of the class room, but then Harry had already left the room. Dashing to the staircase, he stopped infront of the gargoyle.
"Lemon drops." He said, and the staircase appeared to him. Climbing on, he reached the door in a few seconds. He didnt even bother to knock.
"Professor Dumbledore!" He said urgently, rushing into the room.
"Harry my boy! Lemon drop?" He offered.
"No thanks, but I have something important to tell you!" He said, out of breath.
"Fire away." Dumbledore said.
Harry explained everything that just happened, and Dumbledore didnt look surprised.
"Even though I only employ the best, Professor Trewlawney has the tendancy to make predictions even she cant prove to be true."
"But sir, you dont understand! She was all weird. She wasnt herself. She even fainted afterwards." Harry said, pleading him to understand.
"She fainted? Did you fetch Madam Pomfrey?"
"Yes, and she told me to come here to tell you what happened."
"Aah, I see." He said, thinking. "So, he is back, she says?"
"Yes. And I swear, when she said it, my scar hurt a little." Harry said.
"Are you sure?" Dumbledore said. "Not just pain from a memory?"
"No sir." Harry said. "I genuinely believe what she said, and I dont normally believe her."
"Most people dont. But you are certain this is true?"
"Yes sir. Certain."
"Okay. I will take your word for it."
"So what will we need to do?" Harry asked.
"There isnt anything we can do. There is already protective charms all over the castle. They should keep him out though." Dumbledore said.
"Okay."
"Now, you must return to your lesson." Dumbledore said.
"I cant, Madam Pomfrey cancelled it."
"Then return to your common room."
" sir.
"Bye Harry." He said, and then Harry had gone.
