"Trelawney, Sybill"
This moment rests upon the steady shoulders of fate. My destiny at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is completely out of my hands. The fates have decided my future and will reveal it to me through the medium of the Sorting Hat. There is nothing I can do, think or choose that will change the course of destiny.
But I must not hesitate longer; the powers that be do not like to be kept waiting. I step up to the little stool and take a seat. Everybody in the Great Hall is staring at me; I must ignore their beady eyed glares and concentrate on the monumental event ahead of me.
"You don't happen to be related to the famous Seer, Cassandra Trelawney, do you?"
"Yes, she was my great-great-grandmother. I have inherited the Inner Eye from her"
"I see"
"I was not aware that Hats could possess the power of Seeing!"
"No, that's not what I meant, when I said 'I see' I meant that I understood what you were saying...never mind. On with the Sorting"
"Have the fates informed you of their decision yet?"
"The fates? Oh no, the Sorting is my decision, not the choice of any so-called 'powers'"
"I disagree – "
" – let's not get into this now. We need to sort you. I see you're intelligent in a very unique way, you prefer to be isolated from others and you're rather – how can I put it? – disconnected from the rest of the world"
"I prefer to be in the company of myself"
"Hmm. Not much ambition, I see?"
"I do not need ambition. My future has been destined and no amount of ambition can get me any further in life"
"Of course. You keep telling yourself that, Miss Trelawney"
"Have the fates decided yet?"
"The fates have not decided. I, on the other hand, have come up to a decisive conclusion. Seeing is a rare gift, one that needs a certain amount of intelligence to be used properly. You are smart in a non-conventional way and – Miss Trelawney, are you even listening?"
"Sorry? Oh, I must've zoned out for a moment. It happens from time to time. You were saying"
"This sorting is over. I've made my decision – "
" – you mean the fates - "
" – no, I mean me. RAVENCLAW!"
So the incontrollable powers have come to their final decision. If Ravenclaw, the house of the intelligent and sharp-witted, is my new home, then so be it. After all, who am I to argue with the fates?
A/N. I always pictured Trelawney as a Ravenclaw for some reason; she's definitely unique! This was a fun one to write but quite difficult. Next chapter is Aberforth Dumbledore. Please review, thanks so much for reading!
P.S Sorry I didn't get this chapter out sooner, I was meant to publish it yesterday but wasn't letting me log in! Problem solved now, hope you enjoyed this chapter.
