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Chapter Six

Foreseeing Great Darkness


"People say this professor is just a bit odd," Sirius warned me as we climbed up to the Divination classroom.

"Weirder than all the others?" Somehow I didn't think any of the professors could be worse than Professor Damant.

Guessing my thoughts he said, "They say she's even weirder than Professor Damnit. She's supposed to be over a hundred years old."

"So she probably doesn't see much?" I asked, starting to think that if she was someone so old that she couldn't even move around then it wasn't a good idea for her to be in charge of a class full of maniacs from all of the Houses. One look at Sirius and I could tell he was thinking the same.

When we stepped inside we saw a tall graceful woman dancing around a classroom that had a whole bunch of weird stuff on shelves and twelve small round tables that each sat two people. When we saw the woman's face it was ageless and dreamy, and her long wavy blonde almost white hair complimented her jewel blue eyes. She didn't look old or crazy.

"She looks familiar," Sirius said to himself.

"Take a seat please," she said in a soft and sweet voice that almost sounded like she wasn't really there. Sirius and I chose a table closest to a window that overlooked the courtyard outside.

"My name," she said, her voice surprisingly carrying itself to everyone and captivating them. "is Luna Lovegood. I'm pleased to get more students. The third year is always wonderful." She had a far-away look in her eye. "Divination is something special and rare, and always difficult to comprehend. Well, the Seers are rare."

Kids looked at each other blankly, all thinking the same thing: What is she talking about?

"Today I don't have much to teach, so how about I predict some of your futures?" She closed her eyes and gracefully spun in circles around the room. Abruptly she stopped spinning and stood over a table with two Ravenclaws, one boy and one girl, who looked almost exactly alike.

"Mr. Brisdon." The Ravenclaw boy looked up at her doubtfully. Professor Lovegood opened her eyes and looked into his, almost like she was peering into his soul. "On your first Quidditch game against Slytherin, you're going to take a Bludger to you head. You'll get a nasty concussion and won't be permitted to play for three months." The boy rolled his eyes, not believing her. The professor didn't seem to notice.

"Miss Brisdon," Professor Lovegood addressed the girl. "Your best friend is going to betray you, leaving you for something far greater, but far more terrible." The Ravenclaw girl's eyes widened. Unlike her brother, she believed this.

"When?" she asked in a small voice.

"I cannot see when, just that it will hurt you and is the wrong choice. Eventually her choice will kill her." She started to spin again, coming to a stop with a Hufflepuff and another Ravenclaw. The two boys didn't look so thrilled that she had gravitated to them.

"For the longest time you two will be oblivious to the danger and turmoil going on around you. You will be ripped out of your happiness and be thrown into it without any warning or training. You will wish you would've paid attention and had had more help." Again, she started that weird spinning and this time stopped in front of me and Sirius. I saw a flash of recognition in her eyes.

"Sirius?" she said to herself in a low voice that no one but us could hear. "Harry missed you terribly. He never got over your death, we all never did…" She shook herself and looked deep into his eyes. She seemed to stop breathing and she became very still. All at once she took a step back and a breath of air. Her eyes darted to me. My turn.

I could have sworn there was a part of her that plunged into me, and I froze. I couldn't see or hear what was going on around me. I felt more alone than I had ever been, I couldn't even sense Luna anymore. It was so dark, yet this darkness seemed to want something. It wanted…

I was snapped back into reality. Luna Lovegood was staring at me and Sirius, shaking.

"There is much to see and be told," she whispered to us. "Stay after class and I'll tell you what I can." And with that she started her odd spinning again.

I looked over at Sirius, confused. He shrugged and said, "I guess we can see why everyone calls her Loony Lovegood."

"There is so much to say…so much you should be warned about," Loony Lovegood said. It was during the homework hour, and Sirius and I sat in front of Loony Lovegood in her now dark classroom. The only light came from the crystal ball in the center of the table. I kind of expected ghosts or monsters or demons or whatever to jump out at us. It was that eerie.

"Then tell us," I said. "It can't be that bad." Even though I couldn't see her face I knew her eyes were on me and she was frowning.

"But it is. I am just not permitted to tell you…and I do not know why. I want to…it just will not come out of my mouth. It has never been this way before." She sounded very confused, almost, well, loony.

"Okay, I see what you're doing here," Sirius said in an easy-going manner. "You're just trying to have some fun by scaring us. That's what you meant by 'the third year is always wonderful'. You probably chose us because we're from your old House. I hope you've had your fun, but we've got stuff to do. Things we need to take care of."

Surprising us both, Loony laughed. "You certainly haven't changed a bit, Sirius," she muttered. "Alright. You don't believe me, fine. Although if I were you Sirius, I wouldn't go finish that fight with Malfoy just yet. You've already gotten yourself and Nike in a difficult situation. Your time to finish it will come, don't you worry."

I felt him stiffen beside me. "How do you—"

"My abilities can reach a certain length into the past too. Oh, and by the time we head to the Great Hall, the school will be buzzing. The mess will begin. Or maybe it will begin after Christmas Break if what I think will happen will happen…" she trailed off, thinking.

"Maybe you happened to look outside and catch what had happened and are just taking a guess that rumors will spread," Sirius argued.

She sighed. "My old House was Ravenclaw. If it were pranks on my own House, why would I have not gotten two of them?"

"Simple. You had a grudge against someone in Gryffindor." His answer was automatic.

"All of my best friends were in Gryffindor. I hold no grudge against anyone in that brilliant House." She sounded kind of sad.

Sirius started to say something but I hit him with my shoulder, shutting him up.

"What can you tell us?" I asked. I didn't want me or Sirius to make her feel miserable.

"Listen carefully to what is around you. Keep your eyes wide open. Trust your friends, keep them close, don't lose them or it could be the end. Your enemies grow more powerful every day; be aware of them. Be ready for strange and old changes. The time nears when the past and future begin."

"Huh?" Sirius said.

"That is all I can give you, and I am sorry. It is all I can get out," Loony apologized.

"It's a riddle isn't it?" I asked.

She was quiet, thinking. "I guess it may be."

"You guess?" Sirius said, growing livid. "How can you guess? You're the one that said it!"

"Stop it Sirius," I snapped. "Thanks professor. Are you sure it will help?"

"I sure hope so. If I can reveal any more, you'll know."

"I hate riddles," Sirius grumbled.

Loony chuckled. "Just like Sirius," she muttered to herself.

"Come on, let's go," he told me. We got up from the table and walked to the ladder that would lead us out of her classroom.

"Good luck!" she called as we retreated. "Oh and Nike?"

"Yes?" I turned around to look at her.

"You have a flying turtle that is following you. I'd take care of that if I were you."

"She is definitely mad," Sirius said, looking over at me once we were out of her classroom. "There is no way I am going to believe there is a flying turtle following you.'

"She may be, but she's…I don't know. There's something about her that I think we can trust. I believe her. Not about the flying turtle of course, but about the other things."

He rolled his eyes. "Oh great. Another insane prophet has just entered Hogwarts. This place is turning into an asylum for clairvoyants. How lucky can we be?"


A/N: Ta-da! Loony Lovegood! Surprise surprise! Are you readers happy to see her? I mean, couldn't you see Luna becoming Hogwart's Divination professor? I could. Just so you know, she'll have a HUGE part to play in this story of mine… And to tell the truth, Luna just makes a story better just because of who she is, you know what I mean?

By the way…where has Peeves been through the rest of the day? Hmm…we'll find out soon! I'd say he's been busy using up all of his brain power.

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