Rated: R contains violence and hints of non-con. Slash of the HP/SS variety in later chapters, also HG/RW.
Authors Notes: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side. I will put appropriate warnings up when we get to the violent Death Eater scenes though. Please heed the warnings.
Questions of Divination
"Bloody hell!" Harry cursed loudly, so loudly in fact that those nearest to him stopped talking to stare. "I don't believe it."
"Harry?" Hermione asked softly squeezing his shoulder. Harry merely stared at the moving picture in shock, his face paling noticeably. Just as Dumbledore rose to attempt to calm the shaken masses Harry shot up from his chair and ran from the Great Hall, quickly followed by Ron and Hermione.
"Slow down, mate." Ron called from behind his fleeing best friend as they ran through the halls only to exit the castle still following Harry's frantic form.
When they finally caught up with Harry he was bent over on the ground nearly hyperventilating with panic.
"Are you okay?" Ron asked as Hermione kneeled on the ground so that she could grab a hold of him tightly. "Was it You-Know-Who?"
"No, at least I don't think so." Harry spoke shivering constantly as he leaned his full weight against Hermione suddenly. If not for Ron's support in holding them both up, all three would have toppled over into the muddy grass.
"Please tell us." Hermione begged, tightening her arms around Harry as he burrowed into her body. Ron's arms tightened around them as well, and it was only after being wrapped tightly in his two best friends warmth that Harry began to calm down.
"I had a vision or something a few nights ago when we were in the kitchens."
"Did Vold-"
"No it wasn't Voldemort. I wasn't asleep, besides it was more like a real vision. The likes of which Trelawny speaks of."
"Tell us from the beginning what happened." Hermione told him softly ignoring the reference to Professor Trelawny for the moment.
He told them every detail about the vision that he could remember, and about the reflective surface of the pumpkin juice. He spoke about the man in the blue robe near the end and although he did not recognize the surroundings the robe was definitely from his vision.
"How do you know it's not You-Know-Who trying to trick you again?" Ron questioned hesitant to even bring the subject up when Harry was so overwrought.
"I always know when my dreams are from Voldemort." He ignored Ro's disbelieving snort and continued doggedly on. "I may not know if he sent me them intentionally or not, but I always know they're from him."
"So what do you think they are?"
"Hell if I know." Harry answered with a shrug. "I'll ask Trelawny some questions in class today, hopefully get a few answers."
"And we'll look for more information on Seers in the library."
"Of course we will." Ron grumbled, finally loosening his grip and getting up, giving each of his friends a hand. "I'll be spending all bloody year in the library at this rate and it's not even the first full week into school yet."
"At least you'll get a head start on your NEWTS." Hermione snapped at him.
"Those aren't even until next year!" Ron growled in outrage as they walked back into the school, with a laughing Harry between the fighting couple. He missed the conspirator wink Ron gave Hermione over his head as usual.