Divinations class was afterwards. Iris made her way to the NorthTower and seated herself with Neville sitting across from her in the dim, lamp lit room that had the same perfume like smell emanating from it.
Professor Trelawney looked just as deranged and owl-like as she did last year. "Good day," came the misty voice of Trelawney.
Iris was seated close to the front of the room and could feel the stares of the other students as Professor Trelawney approached her.
She wore a most tragic expression on her face as she looked upon Iris, "You are preoccupied, my dear. My inner eye sees past your brave face to the troubled soul within. And I regret to say that your worries are not baseless. I see difficult times ahead for you, alas…most difficult…I fear that the thing you dread will indeed come to pass…and perhaps sooner than you think…" her voice dropping bellow a whisper now and withdrew to her large winged armchair. Iris could feel her stomach drop and she had a sudden urge that she would be sick.
"My dears, it is time for us to consider the stars. The movement of the planets and the mysterious portents they reveal only to those who understand the steps of the celestial dance. Human destiny may be deciphered by the planetary rays, which intermingle…"
Iris couldn't help but feel herself being lulled to sleep by the perfumed fire crackling in the fireplace. Professor Trelawney's voice started to fade into the hum of the fire behind her.
Iris was once again dreaming but of what she didn't know. She stepped up the steps of an old abandon house and there was a door that appeared to be open with people moving around inside. She peered in only to find a man who resembled a rat and a small figure wrapped up on an armchair; its face was not visible but it spoke.
Its voice was high and shrill. The tone it spoke with was sharp and cold. Its words were indistinguishable. A snake had slithered by Iris's foot causing her to jump. She covered her mouth to suppress a scream from escaping her lips. She didn't want the person inside the dilapidated room to hear her.
As soon as she peered around the corner of the room it disappeared but could hear a distinct ringing and Iris was woken by the sound of the bell.
Iris picked up her bag after wiping the sleep out of her eyes and made her way to dinner.
