Obnoxious Relationship 

Hi! There I am! Sorry it took so long, but you know how parents are, I had to learn for school *sigh*. Thanks to
Lucinda, BookkeeperBrooke and Tadariada for reviewing. This is my fourth chapter, and I hope you like it.
Oh, and please review!
~Memory~ 


Chapter Four


"Good morning, children." Professor Trelawney said in her usual mystical voice.

"We will start this year with a very difficult branch of divination." Lavender and Parvati leaned forward eagerly. "You will let the smell of
hot holy water clean your inner eye and then you partners will write down what you have said, for you will not hear your prediction
yourself. Oh, and Neville and Angua? The glass bottles are quite expensive. Please take old bottles after you break the first
two."

And, sure enough, when Neville took his bottle out of the shelf, it fell to the floor and shattered it with lots of little pieces. The class
looked up at Angua, waiting for her to let the bottle slip. But, to their amazement, when Angua casually went over and got her bottle,
nothing happened. The bottle neitehr fell, nor did it break in any other way. Professor Trelawney looked quite angry, Lavender and
Parvati mystified. The class, on the other hand, was impressed. Had Angua fooled their teacher? Or had their teacher only made a
wrong prediction? Either would be a nice change.

A little later on, Professor Trelawney put them into groups of fours. Harry, Ron, Angua and Draco were in one group.

"Who starts?" The Professor said, who had came bustling over to them. "How about you, Harry?"

Harry nodded. He didn't think he'd predict anything, but it was worth a try. He sniffed at the bottle and leaned back. Soon his head
swirled in darkness.

When the heirs join

A friendship will awake

As old as the school in the west

And try to defeat their foe 

"Typical, something about enemies and schools and other bad things. Why can't you predict something nice, Harry?" Ron said
grumpily.

"What? I predicted something?" Harry asked unbelieving.

Angua showed him the piece of parchment, where they had written down his prediction. Then she turned to Ron.

"You next."

Ron took the bottle with a very doubtful look on his face. And sure enough, the only thing he predicted, was a lot of loud snores. He
had fallen asleep.

Now it was Draco's go.

When the friendship awakes

They will need two guiders at their side

The silver dragon,

And the red fox

To lead them out of darkness. 

Draco opened his eyes and read the parchment. It was Angua's go now. She leaned over the bottle and inhaled the gas deepily. Then
she sank back into her chair, her eyes closed, letting the gas work on her. When she opened her eyes, they weren't green anymore,
but white. Harry, Ron and Draco gasped.


The swords of power are waiting

In the darkness of evilness

One will be kept by his master forever

One will be stolen

And be used to kill and torture

There are three masters

One, the dark evil

Two, the green lightning

And three, the black raven

Only one will survive the battle

And together weild the two swords with the phoenix 

Slowly, Angua closed her eyes again. When she opened her now green eyes again, the first thing she saw was her three terrified
partners.

"What?" she asked curiously "What did I say?"

Without saying a word, Harry passed over the piece of parchment on which the prediction stood. Angua read it frowning. Her face
slowly turned white.

"That's not a joke of yours, is it?"

"Of ours? That was my first thought too. Only I thought you were joking." Ron answered.

The three looked at each other speachless. Then they were interrupted by their teacher, who had been at Lavender's and Parvati's
table for the most time of the lesson.

"What have you predicted, my dears?"

Angua looked at her friends uncomfortably, but passed over the parchment anyway.

"One does not joke with predictions, dears." she swept away sternly, leaving the piece of parchment at their table.

"She didn't believe us." Angua said with confused look on her face.

"Yeah, well, I wouldn't believe us if I were her." Ron looked after the professor as the bell rang.

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"Let me get this straight. Two will die, and the one left will weild some swords of power with some phoenix? Some heirs will join and
defeat their foe? Some dragon and a fox will lead either a dark evil or a green lightning or a black raven? Only because you predicted a
lot of nonsence? Honestly, that's not very probable. How come you, Harry, of all people, suddenly start predicting something. I never
noticed you had an inner eye." she looked at Angua with narrowed eyes. "Where did you go to school in Australia? Not at a divination
school, by any chance?"

They were standing in front of Potions. Snape was not there yet.

"Actually, no. But my dad was forced to go to such a school by his mum, so I know pretty much about it. I went to a normal wizard
school back there."

"Hermione, what if it's true? No, don't look at me like that. If it's true, someone's going to die. And only because we didn't do
anything." Ron had a stern look on his face, which you didn't see often. "Let's just assume it's true. What d'you think it means?"

Hermione looked distinctly ruffled. Then she gave in and sighed. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry Angua, I just can't stand such nonsence as
divination." She put extra contempt into her last word. "Well, let's go through it then.
"We'll start with Angua's first. It would probably be helpful to know who the masters are. We've got the dark evil - You-Know-Who,
perhaps? Or some other Dark Wizard? Then the green lightning. That's not hard to guess, Harry, you've got green eyes and a
lightning-shaped scar on your forehead. And the black raven. If it were the black star or dog, I'd say it was Sirius, but raven ... but ... if
Harry's prediction's got something to do with Angua's ... who are the heirs, and of whom? Let's think ... Voldemort is Slytherin's heir,
isn't he? Who's the other heir? Or who are the other heirs? The silver dragon, hmm. And the red fox. Well, you got me there. I don't
know."

"That's a first." Ron interrupted, and Hermione shot him a dirty look. Harry somehow suspected it was only a routine by now. He had
noticed the looks they had been giving each other over summer.

Angua looked up. "If You-Know-Who is one heir, the other is probably evil too. Or are evil, whatever. And the foe would be someone
good. What if the prediction had something to do with us? We're definitely not evil. So what if we're the foe who's going to die?"

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What now? What will their new DADA teacher be like? What do the predictions mean? Are they really the foe? Will they die?
What's the interesting thing about Angua and the mysterious thing they're going to find, as I promised last chapter? I'll write
more some time soon. Hope you review!

~Memory~