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There in the doorway stood a very different looking and entirely stunned Sybil Trelawney. She looked cleaner and more with it then he'd ever seen her looking. This was a fact which served to unnerve him more then she had before in all of the years he'd known her. Was this a mirage? Was he ill or something and had Poppy forgotten to tell him. What in the blue hell was going on? "Headmaster we need to talk. I have been pranked by the Weasley twin terrors. My rooms have been cleaned in such a way that I cannot find anything accept for my incense! The inner eye cannot work in such parameters!" she thundered as he jumped at her tone having not seen it coming pardon the pun. Actually she was fucked off because her sherry was gone and she'd sobered up and was hating it totally.

"Do you mean to tell me dear woman they cleaned your room and you are unhappy about it?" he asked in confusion as her eyes suddenly rolled back into her head and she started to shake uncontrollably as he watched her in awe.

The time draws near, secrets revealed, hearts broken and blood spilled. This night blood shall be drawn and thirteen may not dine at the table. Lies and secrets unsealed for all. Hidden in plain sight are the answers you seek for neither can be while the other exists! She intoned wildly before coughing and looking at him.

"Did you say something Albus? What are you going to do about them?!" she ordered as he took in all she said in her prediction.

"Well my dear I will ask them to come here and we can ask them about it!" he said doing just that as he thought deeply about her prophecy. They arrived a few minutes later.

"You asked to see us sir is everything alright?" they asked in tandem.

"No it is not! You pranked me and cleaned my rooms and arranged everything in such a way that I can find none of it! I am wise to you boys! Fix it this instance!" she snapped suddenly as they jumped having not seen her there at first.

"Wow Professor you look amazing! We didn't do that honestly. Divination scares us so we'd rather not mess with it! Yes I know we probably shouldn't say that but it's true. Pardon us but you simply don't fuck with something that important" they said in unison as she demanded they take veritas serum and asked them again to which they responded in a similar way and made her angry.

"If they didn't touch my things as is now evident then who in the hell did?" she asked as they stood off to one side shrugging. Suddenly Fred started shaking and his own eyes rolled back into his head scaring George who screamed his head off. The time of greatness is upon us. Share equally with all for a legend once foretold rises to the fore. Fall away the things of new fall away for once and for all for neither can be while the old still lives. United all as one embrace the times of old as a loving friend forever more he intoned in a shaking and deep voice as he stopped shaking.

"My dear boy you just delivered a prophecy. I will view it now in the pensive and mark down what you said. Prepare it Albus!" she ordered as Fred looked confused.

"Did I? I didn't notice. I'll have to watch it with you. This I need to see!" he said as she regarded him weirdly with a scowl.

"No you may not see it at the same time as me as that is highly unlucky you stupid fool! I swear to Merlin no one has any more sense these days. Forget my rooms this is much more important now. As the person who gave the prophecy you must go first!" she said seriously pouring her memory into the pensive which he stepped up to view. He emerged moments later stunned into silence. He was too shocked to even speak. She then viewed the memory taking down what he said with a dicta quill. When she emerged she read it and smiled.

"Well done Mr Weasley. That will be twenty points for Gryffindor for an excellent prophecy well given. I don't usually do this but in this situation how can I not do it? I daresay this will be the sole largest amount of points ever given to a member of your house this year alone!" she said as Hermione who had been outside the door heard this part of the sentence and fumed. She had arrived just in time to hear that he had earned the twenty points and was furious it had not been her. She didn't hear why he had earned them just that he had and was entirely unhappy about it. Why did no one care enough to ever give her twenty fucking points?

Ron was still all over the place emotionally and had only gotten worse after she'd visited Godrics Hollow again. He didn't seem to be turned on by her actions like she was. When she had tried to instigate sex he'd freaked at her saying now seriously wasn't the time for that when someone clearly thought that ransacking his grave was a good idea. She had cried hardly at that moment but he had told her that he had been awful to Harry when he was alive and was determined to be better after his death. Hermione of course kept wearing her ninja Arabic inspired disguise which only she could remove as she had charmed it that way using her blood.

Using special carved runes into his gravestone insured that the blood could never be cleaned away and the message you failed us all and abandoned us you arsehole was permanently across it now. Dumbledore was so tired of people asking him about it all the time. How the fuck would he know who in the hell it was and even if he did he wouldn't have told anyone about it. He'd have just blackmailed whoever it was quietly. He was rather good at that as it so happened. She entered the room as everyone in it turned to her in surprise.

"Sir we need to talk. Is now not a good time?" she asked as he looked at her seriously.

"Miss Granger please come in. Everyone else please excuse us. Boys you may go with Professor Trelawney who will discuss the prophecy with you. Ten points to Gryffindor for excellent conduct!" he said as they agreed and left.

"Miss Granger what did you want?" he asked her as she blushed very hard.

"I am sorry sir I didn't think this through. Ronald won't be intimate with me any longer and it's making me sad. I need him sir and he's busy being a selfish prick when his grieving wife needs him! Is there a spell I can use to make him toe the line sexually? I'm so sorry sir but I simply can't take it anymore!" she said bursting into tears as he eyed her seriously. He stood up from his desk walking away to the bookshelves behind him. He walked along until he came to a particular book she didn't see which when he pulled on it opened a hidden compartment there full of different potions. He rummaged around in there and found what he was looking for.

"This Miss Granger is a compliance broth. You write on a parchment piece what you want from him and dissolve it in the liquid after which point you pour it into whatever he is eating or drinking. It is tasteless and will get him to do what you want. I trust this will work out for you?" he asked her seriously as she thanked him and took it leaving. Once at home she wrote sex with me on the parchment piece and dissolved it into the pumpkin juice she gave him. He drank it all and cringed.

"My goodness this pumpkin juice tastes awful. Where the fuck did you get it from?" he snapped throwing the empty glass on the floor and smashing it.

"Ronald I'm sorry I didn't know it was funny. It was in the fridge!" she said as he glowered at her.

"Yes well either way it's horrible. I mean seriously eww!" he said physically gagging. When she tried to instigate sex he punched her in the jaw.

"Get the fuck away from me. I said no earlier and now this! Clean up the fucking blood you slut!" he screamed leaving her on the floor in a pile of her own blood crying.

"But Ron I love you" she called out as he rounded on her.

"Did you not think of me at all? Did you not think I'd notice? Hermione I love you more than life itself but the fact that you'd try to poison me and think I wouldn't notice is something else. I am sorry I punched you but you did have it coming. I am going out and I will make it my business to not come back until you can behave yourself. I am heartbroken!" he said crying as he ran from the house in floods of tears! Ron hadn't been Ron though; he had been Astrid in disguise who had smelled the potion and freaked out punching Hermione before running off and transforming back into herself again. She disillusioned herself and gave the real Ron a befuddlement charm and put him in the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey emerged and looked at her in awe.

"I found him running around Hogsmeade shrieking up a storm and I thought to bring him here. I am not sure what is wrong with him. Also I feel very off myself!" she said passing out right there. Oh poor Astrid! Why was she always the one in hospital? It sometimes sucked being a healer. She so hated seeing people in pain.