Chapter 4: (How to Survive) Divination Class
The next day, Harry and co. were heading to Divination to take an extremely important exam. Hermione had joined the class again for no apparent reason. When they reached the room, Pr. Trelawny was no where to be found. Everyone sat down and waited. Suddenly the trapdoor opened and she popped in.
"Hello class, I had to take care of a little matter with Dumbledore, that fool-" she began.
"Hey! Don't you adress his majesty so informally!" Ron interrpted, glaring at her.
Everyone stares at him and he smiles, waving at them. Everyone sighs.
"Anyway, here are your test papers. Begin!" Pr. Trelawny says.
The class begins working on their tests. Suddenly Parvati Patil raises her hand. "Pr. Trelawny? I don't speak Portugese!"
Pr. Trelawny peers at her over her ugly, in-fashionable glasses. "I'm sorry, dear, but we already learned Portugese earlier this semester!"
"Oh."
Suddenly, the door bursts open and (dun dun dun) . . . . . . . .who else enters the room but-
"My mom?" asks Ron. Everyone stares at him.
VOLDEMORT!!!!!!
"AAAAaGGGGGGgrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!" everyone screams.
"Ssssssshhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Pr. Trelawny says. "We are taking an exam! You are late, sit down right away!"
Voldemort: "But I don't wanna take an exam, wwwwwwaaaaahhhhh!"
"That's too bad, young man! I don't want to be ugly and un-fashionable, but we have to live with all that-" Pr. Trelawny said, starting to cry. Lavender Brown, Parvati, and Hermione go up and comfort her.
"It's ok, we can find a nice plastic surgeon around this dump-I mean, school, somewhere!" Parvati suggests.
"Yes, and there's got to be a nice mall around," Lavender puts in.
Pr. Trelawny looks up, blinking away tears. "Really? You think so?"
"Oh yeah, but girl-lose the glasses. Contacts are so in," the girls tell her.
"Um, Pr. Trelawny?" Ron asks.
"What?" she snarls.
"Can I go to the bathroom?"
"NO! Finish your exam."
Meanwhile, Voldemort is running around the room, chasing Harry. Harry jumps out the window and Voldemort follows. Everyone is watching them, yelling, "Go Voldie!" or "Run, Potter!"
Pr. Trelawny shouts, "Back to your tests! Potter and Voldie get zeros for leaving."
Harry hits the ground hard, but since he isn't smart enough to understand the concept of pain, he gets up and looks around.
"Why did I just jump out of a window?" he asks himself.
Suddenly, Voldemort hits him after jumping out the window, too.
Harry stares at him for a moment, looks around again, and asks one question that will change his life forever . . . :
"Dude, where's my wand?"
The next day, Harry and co. were heading to Divination to take an extremely important exam. Hermione had joined the class again for no apparent reason. When they reached the room, Pr. Trelawny was no where to be found. Everyone sat down and waited. Suddenly the trapdoor opened and she popped in.
"Hello class, I had to take care of a little matter with Dumbledore, that fool-" she began.
"Hey! Don't you adress his majesty so informally!" Ron interrpted, glaring at her.
Everyone stares at him and he smiles, waving at them. Everyone sighs.
"Anyway, here are your test papers. Begin!" Pr. Trelawny says.
The class begins working on their tests. Suddenly Parvati Patil raises her hand. "Pr. Trelawny? I don't speak Portugese!"
Pr. Trelawny peers at her over her ugly, in-fashionable glasses. "I'm sorry, dear, but we already learned Portugese earlier this semester!"
"Oh."
Suddenly, the door bursts open and (dun dun dun) . . . . . . . .who else enters the room but-
"My mom?" asks Ron. Everyone stares at him.
VOLDEMORT!!!!!!
"AAAAaGGGGGGgrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!" everyone screams.
"Ssssssshhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Pr. Trelawny says. "We are taking an exam! You are late, sit down right away!"
Voldemort: "But I don't wanna take an exam, wwwwwwaaaaahhhhh!"
"That's too bad, young man! I don't want to be ugly and un-fashionable, but we have to live with all that-" Pr. Trelawny said, starting to cry. Lavender Brown, Parvati, and Hermione go up and comfort her.
"It's ok, we can find a nice plastic surgeon around this dump-I mean, school, somewhere!" Parvati suggests.
"Yes, and there's got to be a nice mall around," Lavender puts in.
Pr. Trelawny looks up, blinking away tears. "Really? You think so?"
"Oh yeah, but girl-lose the glasses. Contacts are so in," the girls tell her.
"Um, Pr. Trelawny?" Ron asks.
"What?" she snarls.
"Can I go to the bathroom?"
"NO! Finish your exam."
Meanwhile, Voldemort is running around the room, chasing Harry. Harry jumps out the window and Voldemort follows. Everyone is watching them, yelling, "Go Voldie!" or "Run, Potter!"
Pr. Trelawny shouts, "Back to your tests! Potter and Voldie get zeros for leaving."
Harry hits the ground hard, but since he isn't smart enough to understand the concept of pain, he gets up and looks around.
"Why did I just jump out of a window?" he asks himself.
Suddenly, Voldemort hits him after jumping out the window, too.
Harry stares at him for a moment, looks around again, and asks one question that will change his life forever . . . :
"Dude, where's my wand?"