Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, the Author's notes. It's what all of you came to this story to read, I know. What? It's not? Oh. Well, read it anyway. So, I seem to be slow at updating, compared to my first story, which only took maybe three days. That's because I'm forming some semblance of a plan, and editing my past writing in both stories, to fix mistakes, and to make it make more sense. Please read them, and let me know how I did. I just reread Make a Wish, and I want to put a little bit of the oblivious-Harry from that in here.
Chapter 7: The One With Much Hair
Harry was pretty startled. For one, the room disappeared as soon as he touched the silver stuff. Also, he was currrently falling down a bottomless pit. And the most startlingthing of all, was who else was falling with him. Well, not the person, more of what he was doing. Albus Dumbledore was sitting cross-legged, sipping tea, and waving at him. WHAT.
As abruptly as it started, it ended. They were suddenly in an empty room, with a table and two chairs, on opposite sides of the table.
Harry looked over at the odd old man, who had neither tea in his hand, nor crossed legs. "What? How did you do that?"
"Ah, that is an interesting question. I took this memory from my own mind, so everything here is from my mind. With me in it, even while someone else is, everything here is up to my imagination. I will show you the memory, but I can also make anything else happen. It is quite useful to pause a memory, or add an extra chair to view from, for example."
"Well then. I certainly hadn't expected that. Why did you do it?"
"I wanted to lighten the mood somewhat, before such a serious moment."
Two people walked in, completely oblivious to the strangeness before them. One was Professor Dumbledore, and one was a strange woman with long, unkempt hair, and thick, round glasses. "Please sit down." The second Dumbledore said.
"So, you would like to teach Divination at Hogwarts, correct?"
"Yes. I believe those with the inner eye should be allowed to develop their talents, with experienced help."
"All right, then. What is your full name?"
"Sybill Patricia Trelawney."
"Thank you. Are you related to Cassandra Trelawney?"
"Yes. She was my great-grandmother."
"How do you intend to teach the students to 'exercise' their 'inner eye'?"
"I plan on teaching basic tea leaf reading, how to use a crystal ball, and similar things."
"Forgive me if I sound as if I am trying to have you 'show me a trick,' but could you predict something for me? I would simply like to make sure I have a good candidate."
"I understand, Albus. May I call you Albus?" He nodded, so she continued. "I brought some of my things here, I foresaw you asking me this, so I prepared." She placed a large crystal ball on the table with a loud thump. (no one could quite figure out where she had it, or how it got there. The response someone would have got, if they asked, was 'Magic.')
Albus was skeptical of it being predicted, but decided not to comment.
Sybill rolled the ball closer to her on the table. "I see many things. There seems to be something large, though I can't quite make it out. Perhaps something important is going to happen? It could be something like how the Dark Lord is to be defeated. It usually clears up, so I can see it, alread-"
She suddenly stopped speaking, and fell back, with her head limply over the back of the chair.
"The one who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord was born as the seventh month died. He will be known as the one who has much hair, to his friends, to his enemies, the maker of pots."
There was a muffled yelling outside.
"He will pass a series of trials, after ten years of exile. The Dark Lord will mark the child, and in attempting to destroy his foe, will strengthen him instead. The Dark Lord's great power shall be his greatest weakness, and his strength his undoing. The One and One shall survive while there is still Two, and the One shall continue to be One and Two and Three and Many. The Two shall help the One and One and the Three will help the One and One and Two. The Two will survive while there is still Three."
The unflappable slightly younger version of the Headmaster, was flapped.
Sybill woke up, and slowly looked around. "I must have dozed off there for a second. What did I miss?"
She paused, looking at the shocked expression on the old man's face. "What?" She looked around, this time looking for an explanation. "Did someone die?"
After a little while, Albus slowly recovered. "I suppose you will be wanting the job?"
"Well, yes, as I agreed to the interview, I thought you would know that."
"You have it."
The scene faded to black, and suddenly Harry and Professor Dumbledore were falling up, a reverse of when they entered the memory, except without the Headmaster's antics.
Professor Dumbledore was the first to speak. "It is probably my lack of memory from old age, but it seems to me that it changed since I first heard it. I will have to think about that."
"So what was that about?"
"It was about you, and it was made on October 30th, 1981."
Harry's eyes widened. "The one with much hair - Harry. The maker of pots - Potter." he suddenly burst out laughing, and with a snort, said "the one-" he interrupted himself with another snort "- with much hair."
After a bit, he stopped laughing. "I don't think I really needed the extra humor. That was funny in itself."
Albus frowned. "Harry, this is a serious matter. No one should have to have their life planned out like this."
"She didn't say when it would happen, just something about seven years."
"I suppose you are right. Now, you should probably return to your dormitory, before curfew. It appears we were in here for longer than I thought we would be. Also, you have Transfiguration in the morning."
"All right, Headmaster. Do I just go out the same way I came in?"
"Yes."
"Thanks."
Harry went back to his dorm.
Let me know (in a review) what you think. I have a challenge for you. The one to come up with the best way Harry makes Transfiguration funny gets their username and user id in a permanent spot on my profile. If you change your name, pm me and I'll change it. Of course, I'll put what you did, since I might do this again, with a different chapter/topic. Thank you all for reading!
