Chapter 19 The 2nd Prophecy!
Ron and Hermione had been spending their weekends at their flat in Hogsmead, not every weekend, or all of it, but they were there regularly. Being newly weds, they wanted their time alone, just to be with one another, not having to look over their shoulders for whomever might be lurking around the corners, whispering.
They'd eat their meals at the three broomsticks or at other times, go out shopping and bring back enough to last them the weekend plus something to take back with them to snack on. After all, Ron still had his appetite. Besides, while they were at Hogwarts, Dobby took it upon himself to visit them every evening, seeing to their needs and invariably would bring something to eat. Ron gladly accepted this and wanted Dobby to feel comfortable. Ron liked Dobby and told him so on many occasions.
One Saturday, they received an owl at their apartment. Professor Dumbledore needed them at his office immediately. No other explanation was given. They wrote a message on that same parchment and sent it back with the owl to let him know that they'd be there immediately.
Flashback a few hours
Professor Trelawney had been in her office the entire day. This was her normal routine, only going down to the Great Hall for meals. It was here, in the sanctuary of her office, alone, that she had the solitude to think – and in her case, to receive impressions, thoughts, and to use her "place" her setting apart as a seer.
Seers, true seers were among the most rare of the rare magical gifts that have been bestowed upon all magical beings. The secret in this rarest of gifts lies in the bestowing, the "bestower", so to speak. This gift was the one reason that Headmaster Dumbledore hired her to begin with, for it was the unexpected use of this gift on that night that he went to see her for an interview for a job opening. Dumbledore knew her family, knew them well, for her great grandmother had the gift, but he was not sure if Sybil had it or not, that is, until she made the prophecy concerning Harry and Voldemort. It was this sudden use of her latent abilities that fully convinced the venerable old Headmaster to bring her aboard at Hogwarts. For in all the world, of all the magical beings, there would only be one Seer at any one time. And when this one seer passed on, there would be no way to know when, where or if, another could ever be found.
It was at this time that Sybil had that familiar feeling come about her, that all to familiar feeling, and she knew what she must do.
She immediately contacted the Headmaster by floo and told him she must see him and what it was about.
"Sybil please wait there for a few minutes. Then, come to my office." Dumbledore told her.
Back to the Present:
They arrived at Dumbledore's office.
"Come in, please, something's come up and you're needed here." Dumbledore said.
They'd looked around and the entire Weasley family was there.
Needless to say, both Ron and Hermione were both stunned. And worried.
"Please, don't worry. You're family is here to assist you and to be informed of something that has been brought to my attention." Dumbledore announced to them.
Professor Trelawney then came into Headmaster Dumbledore=s office, knowing just why she had asked to come. It was the first time she=d been there in the years since she=d first been hired. In fact, that first time that she=d met Professor Dumbledore; it was then that she=d made the prediction concerning the Dark Lord Voldemort and the young boy who later was known as Harry Potter. She also remembered that she had made another prophecy, during young Harry=s 3rd year, but that had been made only to him, when he was there in her tower classroom. It had concerned the rising of Voldemort, aided by Peter Pettigrew. Harry didn=t know what to make of it, then, but, still, it had come to pass.
Sybil had a strange feeling, upon approaching the top of the stairs, and just as she opened the door to Dumbledore=s office she met Dumbledore, sitting at his desk, and saw Hermione and Ron. Before she sat down, Hermione raised her arm to offer to shake hands with her former professor and Sybil took Hermione=s hand. It was then, at that moment, that Sybil had an unexpected reaction: Her Eyes rolled back and she collapsed into the chair behind her, still holding onto Hermione=s hand. Then she spoke the most unexpected thing no one there had expected to hear: A Prophecy!
Bearing a child is she,
She who once was his Mother,
AGAIN, she will be!
The Father he once had,
The same he will have – This - THE BOY WHO LIVED B Lives Still!
But soon he will be born again.
BUT, Beware, the Dark Lord comes, to do Singular Battle as this same Mother
Who, before, gave her life for her son,
She will battle the Dark Lord for her sonB AGAIN!!
One must Live, One Die, Never to arise the same again.
The entire family started talking amongst themselves, worried about their daughter in law, and their grandchild that she was carrying. They knew, sort of, that Hermione could take care of herself, but didn't know, not really, the true extent of her abilities.
There were some questions even they didn't want to know about, but something told them that soon, they'd all find out.
All that the Headmaster, and Arthur, Molly could think of was that this was a re-visiting of the first Prophecy made those many years ago concerning Harry.
"Oh, Arthur. Not again! We went through this once before with Harry, and now we have to go through it again with Hermione? Arthur, this just isn't fair. How much more are we going to have to endure? Why is my precious family at the center of all this. Oh, Arthur, we've so much at risk!" Molly cried out.
Arthur held on to her as Ginny and Hermione rushed over to her and put their arms around her to comfort her. Arthur couldn't say anything. He just didn't know what to say, except to comfort his wife of many years. He had faith that they would win, but at what cost? How? His heart was heavy with grief, but he held on to Molly.
His faith, and thoughts, were apparent, but only to those whom no others in the magical world could see. And they were well pleased with Arthur and his support of his precious Molly and their family.