"The next day, I woke up to find the room empty, except for Hermione. She was staring at me.
I looked up at her and said "Why are you staring at me?"
She answered "You were saying something, it sounded like a prediction."
I was at loss for words. I had a spell on me that was supposed to wake me up if that ever happened. "What exactly did I say?" I asked.
"I don't like divination," Hermione said. "but I do know that it's important if you're a real Seer. I wrote it all down. Here." She handed me a piece of paper.
I read it, and gasped. "Thank you so much Hermione! You are a life saver. I hate to think what would happen if I didn't get this. Please, promise me that you won't tell anybody about it."
"I promise." Hermione said.
"Thanks. I almost had a heart attack when you told me I missed a prediction. I'm glad I said it out loud. I have a spell on myself that will prevent that, if it's a small prediction. I also have a spell on myself that wakes me up if I predict something while I'm asleep. Do you have any idea why that didn't work?" I asked.
"Well," Hermione said. "if you're really tired, you might have overridden the spell, depending on how powerful it was. You also might have woken up, and then gone straight into a trance. Professor Trelawny went into one in our third year, and she thought that she had fallen asleep."
"Only very weak Seers do that." I said. "I always hear my own predictions, unless I'm asleep. If I was in a trance, and didn't hear myself, that is very bad news. Is there a shield at Hogwarts that prevents certain spells from being used, besides the Apparating shield?" I asked.
"I don't think so." Hermione said. "It would have been in Hogwarts, a History. You still haven't ruled out being very tired. Do you think that could be it?"
"Well," I said slowly. "It's possible, the atmosphere here is very different from at my old school, and I was awake for part of the night worrying if I had gone too far with the story about Neville's parents, and whether or not anyone noticed that I completely ignored the Harry part of the question. I was also up really late the night before last, what with missing the train, and all." I said.
"That's probably it, then." Hermione said. "Come on, it's breakfast time, and then straight to divination for you."
"Ok." I sad. "Thanks again, for writing that down."
After a quick breakfast of bacon and eggs, I joined up with Harry and Ron, and let them show me the way to divination. I decided that I had better memorize my copy of the Marauder's Map soon.
When we got to a landing, Harry said "This is it."
I looked around, but didn't see anything. Suddenly, a silver staircase landed near my feet.
"After you." Ron said.
I climbed up trying not to touch the rungs with my hands, which didn't work too well, and emerged in a room that smelled awful. Professor Trelawny must go through about ten bottles of this perfume stuff a year. I thought to myself. I recognized the room, because I had often watched Harry in here, hoping to see him figure out that he was a Seer. He never noticed, so I figured that I would have to drop a lot of hints. I couldn't waste time for this, because he was already so behind in the training. I would have to teach him privately, as soon as he figured it out.
I sat down in a fat arm chair, around a circular table. Ron sat on one side of me, and Harry on the other. I was very interested in seeing Professor Trelawny, and how she would react if I told her she was miss-predicting everything. Just then, she walked into the classroom. Evidently, she had been hiding in the shadows, so she could make a dramatic appearance.
"Hello, dears." Trelawny said. "Today we are going to do crystal balls. I know we have already done them, but we are going to go more in depth this time. There are crystal balls in that corner," she said, pointing. "Take one per table, and take turns."
While Ron was getting ours, I turned to Harry, and said "I'll help you get started, and you will be Seeing before the end of the class. It will probably be a bit foggy, but the more you practice, the clearer you can See."
"I think I'm a hopeless case." Harry said gloomily. "Don't waste your time trying to help me."
"You are not a hopeless case, Harry." I said. "You predicted that Buckbeak would escape in your third year."
"No I didn't," Harry said. "I just made that up, and how do you know?"
"Seeing isn't so much about seeing what happens, as it is about going with your instincts. You looked into the crystal ball, saw Buckbeak flying away, and then told yourself that you were making it up. If you had looked closer, you would have seen him flying away with Sirius on his back, off of the Astronomy tower. You have to believe in your predictions."
Harry was staring at me, open mouthed. "How did you know about that?"
"I know a lot more than that." I said. "You will find out when I want you to. Here's Ron, let's let him go first."
Ron sat down.
"You go first." I told him. "Harry and I are both Seers, but Harry doesn't believe me. I want to show him."
"I'm done." Ron said. "Here you go."
He pushed the crystal ball over to us. I pulled it the rest of the way, by what I noticed too late, was a silver base. It burnt my fingers badly, but I ignored the pain and acted like nothing had happened.
"Here." I said to Harry. "Concentrate on who will play in the first Quidditch mach of the year. Look into the ball, still concentrating. You should See two sets of house colors, and the animals. Look now."
Harry did as I said, and then turned to me. "Wow!" He said. "It really worked!" I saw Slytherin and Gryffindor!"
"Right!" I said. "Good work. Now look to see who wins."
"Gryffindor." Harry said immediately.
"Right again." I said. "Let's stop here, because you don't want to know too much, it will take all the fun away."
"Oh." Harry said. "But that was fun!"
"I know." I said. "Let me look."
I peered into the crystal ball, and Saw Professor Snape with green hair. I started laughing.
Professor Trelawny came over to me and said "Please, Miss, er,"
"O'Riley." I said.
"Please Miss O'Riley, do let the rest of the class in on this joke."
"It's not exactly a joke." I said. "More like a prank I Saw when I was looking in the crystal ball."
"You Saw something?" She asked, surprised.
"I always do." I said, impatiently. "That's what they're for, right?"
"Yes." She said. "What did you see?"
"Snape, with green hair." I said, laughingly.
"That can not be right." She said. "Professor Snape would never allow his hair to be turned green, and the person who attempted it would surely not be able to get anywhere near his hair."
"I Saw that Snape will have green hair." I repeated. "Well." Professor Trelawny said. "If you are telling the truth about being able to See things, I would like some proof. If you prove that to me, I will give Gryffindor 50 points."
"I'm sure that there are no Seers by the name of O'Riley, but what is your mother's maiden name, my dear?" she asked.
"That would prove my mother is a Seer." I said. "We are talking about me. Please ask me a relevant question."
"What is my mother's maiden name?" Professor Trelawny asked.
"Glonen" I answered her. "But that's not really a divination question, some Seers couldn't have gotten that right. It is a special talent, that usually goes along with being a Seer, but it's like a wizard and a witch having a squib, or muggles having a wizard or a witch. Do you have any other questions, about something that will happen, say, in the next five minutes? Wait, I know. I'll predict the next question you want to ask me, and write it down and give it to Harry. You write down the next question you want to ask me, and give it to Harry. Harry can read them both aloud, and then give both of them to you. Will that work?"
"That is a very good idea, we should do that. I'll write over here, and you write over there. That way, you can't possibly cheat." Trelawny said.
A minute later, I handed my parchment to Harry. I knew that Professor Trelawny had not yet turned hers in, because I knew that I couldn't predict what question she would ask me, because she wouldn't ask it. Instead, I had predicted what question she would write down. After she had turned hers in, Harry read them. They both said 'What am I going to say to the class as it leaves?'
Harry handed the bits of parchment to Professor Trelawny, and she said "Very good, dear. I'm impressed. 50 points to Gryffindor."
"Thank you." I said.
Our next class was potions, and I was excited at the prospect of meeting Professor Snape. On the way down to the dungeons, Harry and Ron were stuttering praises for the 50 points I had gotten. When we met Hermione, she looked at me and said "What are they talking about?"
"Long story, but I got 50 points from Trelawny for being a Seer. I predicted that Snape's hair would be green. Do you believe me?"
"I don't know, I just met you, and you're telling me that my teacher's hair will be green. Who is going to turn it green?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know." I said. "I can't wait to find out though."
"Neither can I." Hermione said. "Class is about to start. Whoever we sit at a table with is our partner for the potion we are working on. Do you want to be my partner?"
"Sure." I said. "I'd love to."
"Let's sit here." Hermione said.
We sat down at a table, and class started. After roll call, Snape started telling us about our next potion.
"Today, and for the next five weeks, we will be working on a recently discovered potion, The Wolfsbane potion. As you know, Professor Lupin is a werewolf, and he can't make the potion. I decided that it would be nice to show him that a bunch of fifth years can do what he can't do. We will be making this potion in different types of cauldrons, so you can see the way the same potion will react in different types. We have copper, which is this week, silver, stone, and gold, plus at the end, the standard pewter. I want you to have the same partner all of the time we are doing this project, and all of you can taste the potion. It won't do anything to you unless you are a werewolf. The cauldrons, recipes, and ingredients are in the front of the room. Get started."
First he insulted Professor Lupin, then he assigned us a potion which I couldn't drink, and that was part of our grade. I was basically giving away the fact that I was a werewolf. If I drank it on any time besides the day preceding the full moon, I would become immune to it, which would be very bad. I would also have to make it in a silver cauldron eventually.
"We might as well get started." I said. "You get the recipe and the ingredients, I'll get the cauldron." I was thankful that we were starting out with copper. I was eager to see if this was the same recipe as the one I had. I thought it might be the one Snape gave Lupin, but it wasn't, it was the exact same as the one I made.
I looked at the recipe, and then said "Hermione, we did this potion at my old school! I think we will be able to get it done fairly easily."
"Oh, good," Hermione said. "but it looks hard."
"It's not really hard." I said. "It's like a bunch of basic potions put together, and it looks a lot harder than it is. The top half of the recipe is like a will strengthening potion, and the rest of it is a combination of sleeping potions, painlessness potions, and knowledge potions. We learned that at my old school, but I don't know any of the theory."
"Oh." said Hermione. "Now that you point the separate potions out, I do see a lot of resemblance. I looked up the theory in third year, when I found out that Professor Lupin was a werewolf."
Hermione told me the theory while we worked, occasionally stopping to ask me questions about the potion. We were one of the first groups done. I put the leftover ingredients back, while Hermione wiped up a few little spills. It had to simmer for about 20 minutes before we could taste it, but unfortunately we had time. If we were using this potion to actually use it, it would have had to sit for 48 hours, but just to taste it, 20 minutes was fine. We sat down and talked some more while we waited. I was trying to think of an excuse not to taste it.
When it was time to taste it, I said to Hermione "We had to taste this at my old school too, and I didn't really like the taste."
"Ok." She said.
I was surprised, but glad that she hadn't questioned me about it. It tasted fine.
The week went on, and nothing interesting happened, until the dreaded potions class a week later. I hadn't been able to get out of it, though I tried. We repeated the same procedure as last time, and all was going well -until
"This looks heavy, will you help me carry it to the sink to dump it out?" Hermione asked.
I really had no choice, Dumbledore had forbidden me to tell anyone that I was a werewolf. "Sure." I said. I knew I was in for some serious pain. I had to pick the cauldron up from the bottom, with both of my hands flat against the silver. I felt like I had the cruciatus curse on me, it hurt so badly. I winced in pain as we walked to the sinks.
"This is heavy." I said, to cover my wince. I knew it would have no effect after she saw my hands.
"You are dismissed." Professor Snape said as we were putting our cauldron in the sink.
I ran to my bags, picked them up, and then asked Hermione where the nearest bathroom was. She led me to one, and then to my dismay, came in with me.
"I don't want you to get lost on your way back." she said.
By this time, I was almost screaming in pain, so I decided it was a hopeless case. I put my stuff down and pulled out my wand to do a painlessness charm. Hermione gasped when she saw my hands. They were bright red, and blistering.
She looked at me, and I saw that she was putting two and two together. I smiled at her, and started running cold water over my hands. The painlessness charm hadn't helped, but then I was never a good healer.
"Uh, Hannah?" she asked.
"Yes?" I said, acting like I had no idea what she was asking.
"Would you by any chance be a werewolf?"
"Yes." I said slowly. "Why?"
"Your hands-" she said.
"Oh, that." I said.
"Yes, that!" she said.
"Well, what about it?" I asked, still playing dumb.
"I'm so sorry!" Hermione said. "If I had known, I would have asked someone else to help!"
"And they would have asked why." I said. "Don't worry about it."
"I'm really sorry." Hermione said.
"I know." I said.
"How much does it hurt?"
"Do you want me to tell you, or put the silver sensitivity curse on you for a day, and you can touch whatever silver you want, and find out?" I asked, getting irritated.
"Do you know the counter-spell for the curse?" she asked me.
"Yes," I said, "but I was just joking, surely you can't be that curious?"
"Oh, but I am!" she said earnestly. "I've been curios about werewolves ever since I figured out about Professor Lupin. Will you please put it on me?"
"Are you serious?" I asked.
"Yes." she said.
"Ok." I said, and muttered the curse.
"Did you do it?" Hermione asked.
"Yep." I said.
She went over, and touched the faucet of the sink. "Ouch!" she cried, lifting her hand up suddenly.
"Do you want me to take it off now?" I asked her.
"No." she said. "Leave it on until tomorrow."
"Let me know if you change your mind." I told her.
"Ok." she said.
Having momentarily forgotten about my own hands, I picked up my bag without putting a weightlessness charm on it first. I winced, and gritted my teeth and shut my eyes. A second later, I opened them and put a weightlessness charm on my bag. Then I picked it up and slung it over my shoulder.
"That must really hurt." Hermione said.
"It's not that bad." I told her. "I put a painlessness charm on them."
"Did it work?" she asked.
How did she know! I thought. "Not exactly."
"Let me try." Hermione said.
I held out my hands, and she did the painlessness charm. Hers worked tons better than mine had.
"Is there any way to make the redness go away?" she asked.
"Not that I know of." I said. "I'm sure there is, but I have no clue what it might be. We could ask Professor Lupin."
"That sounds like a good idea." Hermione agreed. "He might know, or at least know how to treat it."
"I think there is only a certain amount of time that a painlessness charm will work for on these kinds of things." I said.
"Is it wearing off?" Hermione asked, sounding concerned.
"Er, yeah, slightly." I said, wincing inwardly.
"Want me to carry your bag?" she asked. "I still fell guilty about it."
"No." I said. "I'll manage, and don't feel guilty, it wasn't your fault."
We were heading to the D.A.D.A. classroom now. "I know." Hermione said. "But I can't help feeling like I should have picked up on it sooner."
"You figured it out a week after you met me!" I said. "You couldn't have possibly known sooner, even if I was allowed to tell you."
"Here we are." Hermione said. "It doesn't look like he has a class now."
Hermione knocked on the door, and Professor Lupin opened it immediately. "What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Snape had us using silver cauldrons." I said. "And I had to help Hermione carry it to the sink." I held up my hands.
"Ouch!" he said. "Come in."
We went into his office through a door that I hadn't noticed before. After we sat down, Professor Lupin said, "Painlessness charms only work for a minute, so save those for when you are trying to write. If you put this lotion on it," he said, handing me a jar, "it will help take the redness away. That's about all I can tell you, sorry."
"No problem." I said. "Thanks, we better get to lunch."
"Ok." Lupin said. "Bye Hannah, bye Hermione."
"Bye" we said to him.
We headed down to lunch, after I quickly put some lotion on my hands.
When I sat down to lunch, I taped my plate. Dumbledore had told me that if I did that, the House Elves would turn the silver silverware into nickel for me. When I picked up my fork, I realized that it didn't work. I dropped my fork on the floor, it hurt so much after the cauldron incident.
"Oops." I said, acting like I had accidentally dropped it. I looked under the table, and saw that it was near Hermione's feet. I looked at her, and kicked it over so that it was right next to her. She got the hint ad picked it up.
"You can't use this now." she said. "Come with me, and we'll ask the House Elves to get you a new one."
After we were out of ear shot, she said "Ouch, that hurt. I didn't know the silverware was silver."
"Silver ware." I said. "Thanks for coming to my rescue, Harry and Ron will eventually find out, but no need for the entire table to know."
"No problem." Hermione said. "Your hands must hurt a ton!"
"When I was carrying that cauldron, I felt like I had the cruciatus curse on my hands." I replied.
"I'm really sorry." Hermione said again.
"Don't worry about it." I said. "I'm just haven't been having good luck with silver for the past week. All the doorknobs are silver, all the taps to sinks are silver, various parts of desks are silver, last week while teaching Harry how to use a crystal ball, I realized that the base was silver, the silver cauldron today, and then that silver fork."
"Why were you teaching Harry how to use a crystal ball?" Hermione asked.
"He's a Seer." I said. "And Professor Trewlany hasn't even taught him enough to realize it."
"Really?" Hermione asked. "I never knew that!"
"Neither did he." I said. "He needs to get caught up fast. I'm going to have to tutor him. Divination is very important to keep the balance of light and dark. Every Seer needs to be able to help."
"I'm almost sorry I dropped it." Hermione said.
"Don't be." I told her. "Professor Trelawny wouldn't have been able to teach anyone anything."
"Here are the kitchens." Hermione said, changing the subject. "We need to tell the House Elves that you got silver silverware."
"Right." I said.
After we had taken care of that, lunch was almost over, so we ate in the kitchens, and then headed to the Common room. We didn't have any more classes until Charms, in an hour. We went up to our dormitory, and saw that we were the only ones there.
"Did you really work on the Wolfsbane potion at your old school?" Hermione asked.
"Nope." I said. "I learned it last year. I offered to make Professor Lupin his, Snape purposely makes Lupin's taste bad."
"Oh." Hermione said. "You didn't really miss the train, it was the night of the full moon."
"Right." I said.
"What was your old school called?" Hermione asked.
"The School for Sorcerers." I said, leaving out the 'and Orphanage' part.
"I've never heard of it." she said. "Where is it?"
"On the edge of Ireland." I said.
"Where do you live?" she asked.
"On the edge of Ireland." I said. "Near my school."
"What do your parents do?" Hermione asked.
"Why are you asking me so many questions?" I asked. "I want to ask you some now." I tried to sound offhand, but there was a definite edge in my voice. "Sorry." I said. "I haven't had much sleep lately, I didn't mean to snap at you."
"It's ok." Hermione said. "I realize it must have been hard, on the first day of school..."
"Yeah." I said. "Where do you live?"
"In the middle of England." she said.
The rest of that week went by with no major incidents. On transfiguration on Monday, we went more in depth on Animagi. After D.A.D.A. we had free time, and I went up to our room to talk to Hermione in private.
"Animagi." I said. "We didn't do that at my old school, but..."
"But what?" Hermione asked.
"Well, would you like to see a neat trick?" Without waiting for an answer, I turned into a dog. When I turned back into a human, I saw that Hermione was gaping at me.
"What, how?" she asked.
"I'm an Animagus." I said.
"I realize that, but how did you-"
"I didn't do it by the potion." I said. "When you get bitten by a werewolf, if you perform a simple spell, you can become an animagi. With some help, I could make enough potion for, say, three people?"
"Would you?" Hermione asked.
"Yes." I said. "It'd be helping me as much as you all. What do you say?"
"Where would we do it?" Hermione asked.
"Same place I make the Wolfsbane potion." I said.
"Which would be...?"
"The Shrieking Shack." I said proudly. "I have it all fixed up, you won't even recognize it."
"How do you know I've been there before?" she asked.
"I know a lot more than that." I said. "Let's talk potions. Speaking of potions, Snape's hair will be green tomorrow."
The next day after divination, we headed down to the potions dungeon and met Hermione. I sat down next to her at our table, and said "Snape's hair is going to be green today!"
"Good." she said. "I can't wait to see this."
Just then, Snape started class. "I know we did silver cauldrons last time." He said menacingly. "But only one pair of you managed to get the potion correct. We will be working with the silver cauldrons again today, with the same potion. We will continue it until everyone has gotten it right. Begin."
Hermione went to get the cauldron, and I got the ingredients and the recipe. When I got back, I saw that Hermione looked like she was in pain, and didn't have the cauldron. Suddenly, I remembered that I hadn't taken the silver sensitivity charm off of her yet.
I quickly went up to Professor Snape, and said "Please, Professor, may Hermione and I go to the bathroom? We did the potion correctly last time, and a small delay won't hurt us." Strangely enough, he looked at me for a moment, and then said yes! That was the last thing I was expecting, but I went back and told Hermione.
As soon as we got to the bathroom, I took the spell off of her. "Why didn't you tell me you still had it on?" I asked her.
"I forgot!" she said.
"Does it still hurt?" I asked.
"Only a little." She said.
"Let me do a painlessness charm." I said. I took her hand, and instantly realized what I had done. I went into a trance, and started Seeing Hermione's future. Suddenly, I snapped out of it.
"What happened?" Hermione asked. "You turned white, and started staring into space."
"Trance." I said shortly. "It happens whenever I touch someone's skin for the first time."
"I didn't know you could do that!" she said. "The only other person I know of who had that gift, is Elizabeth Kettle."
"Let me do that charm now." I said. "Don't touch me, or my wand." After I had performed the spell, she seemed to be ok, so we went back to class.
When we walked in, I saw that Snape's hair was green! I looked around the classroom, and saw Neville being yelled at by a furious Snape. It seemed that Neville's potion had gone wrong, and then exploded, turning Snape's hair green! I was sorry that I had missed it.
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The next night, I convinced Harry to let me tutor him in divination.
"Where will you be on next Wednesday night?" I asked him.
"The Shrieking Shack." he answered immediately.
"You seem to have a very instinctive style in divination." I said. "Why in the world would you be in the shrieking shack?"
"You, Hermione, and Ron will be there too." Harry said. "We will be making the Animagus potion! Cool!"
"Yes." I said. "Let's continue this lesson tomorrow, in someplace less crowded." We were in the common room, and I didn't want anyone to overhear us. "Goodnight Harry."
I looked up at her and said "Why are you staring at me?"
She answered "You were saying something, it sounded like a prediction."
I was at loss for words. I had a spell on me that was supposed to wake me up if that ever happened. "What exactly did I say?" I asked.
"I don't like divination," Hermione said. "but I do know that it's important if you're a real Seer. I wrote it all down. Here." She handed me a piece of paper.
I read it, and gasped. "Thank you so much Hermione! You are a life saver. I hate to think what would happen if I didn't get this. Please, promise me that you won't tell anybody about it."
"I promise." Hermione said.
"Thanks. I almost had a heart attack when you told me I missed a prediction. I'm glad I said it out loud. I have a spell on myself that will prevent that, if it's a small prediction. I also have a spell on myself that wakes me up if I predict something while I'm asleep. Do you have any idea why that didn't work?" I asked.
"Well," Hermione said. "if you're really tired, you might have overridden the spell, depending on how powerful it was. You also might have woken up, and then gone straight into a trance. Professor Trelawny went into one in our third year, and she thought that she had fallen asleep."
"Only very weak Seers do that." I said. "I always hear my own predictions, unless I'm asleep. If I was in a trance, and didn't hear myself, that is very bad news. Is there a shield at Hogwarts that prevents certain spells from being used, besides the Apparating shield?" I asked.
"I don't think so." Hermione said. "It would have been in Hogwarts, a History. You still haven't ruled out being very tired. Do you think that could be it?"
"Well," I said slowly. "It's possible, the atmosphere here is very different from at my old school, and I was awake for part of the night worrying if I had gone too far with the story about Neville's parents, and whether or not anyone noticed that I completely ignored the Harry part of the question. I was also up really late the night before last, what with missing the train, and all." I said.
"That's probably it, then." Hermione said. "Come on, it's breakfast time, and then straight to divination for you."
"Ok." I sad. "Thanks again, for writing that down."
After a quick breakfast of bacon and eggs, I joined up with Harry and Ron, and let them show me the way to divination. I decided that I had better memorize my copy of the Marauder's Map soon.
When we got to a landing, Harry said "This is it."
I looked around, but didn't see anything. Suddenly, a silver staircase landed near my feet.
"After you." Ron said.
I climbed up trying not to touch the rungs with my hands, which didn't work too well, and emerged in a room that smelled awful. Professor Trelawny must go through about ten bottles of this perfume stuff a year. I thought to myself. I recognized the room, because I had often watched Harry in here, hoping to see him figure out that he was a Seer. He never noticed, so I figured that I would have to drop a lot of hints. I couldn't waste time for this, because he was already so behind in the training. I would have to teach him privately, as soon as he figured it out.
I sat down in a fat arm chair, around a circular table. Ron sat on one side of me, and Harry on the other. I was very interested in seeing Professor Trelawny, and how she would react if I told her she was miss-predicting everything. Just then, she walked into the classroom. Evidently, she had been hiding in the shadows, so she could make a dramatic appearance.
"Hello, dears." Trelawny said. "Today we are going to do crystal balls. I know we have already done them, but we are going to go more in depth this time. There are crystal balls in that corner," she said, pointing. "Take one per table, and take turns."
While Ron was getting ours, I turned to Harry, and said "I'll help you get started, and you will be Seeing before the end of the class. It will probably be a bit foggy, but the more you practice, the clearer you can See."
"I think I'm a hopeless case." Harry said gloomily. "Don't waste your time trying to help me."
"You are not a hopeless case, Harry." I said. "You predicted that Buckbeak would escape in your third year."
"No I didn't," Harry said. "I just made that up, and how do you know?"
"Seeing isn't so much about seeing what happens, as it is about going with your instincts. You looked into the crystal ball, saw Buckbeak flying away, and then told yourself that you were making it up. If you had looked closer, you would have seen him flying away with Sirius on his back, off of the Astronomy tower. You have to believe in your predictions."
Harry was staring at me, open mouthed. "How did you know about that?"
"I know a lot more than that." I said. "You will find out when I want you to. Here's Ron, let's let him go first."
Ron sat down.
"You go first." I told him. "Harry and I are both Seers, but Harry doesn't believe me. I want to show him."
"I'm done." Ron said. "Here you go."
He pushed the crystal ball over to us. I pulled it the rest of the way, by what I noticed too late, was a silver base. It burnt my fingers badly, but I ignored the pain and acted like nothing had happened.
"Here." I said to Harry. "Concentrate on who will play in the first Quidditch mach of the year. Look into the ball, still concentrating. You should See two sets of house colors, and the animals. Look now."
Harry did as I said, and then turned to me. "Wow!" He said. "It really worked!" I saw Slytherin and Gryffindor!"
"Right!" I said. "Good work. Now look to see who wins."
"Gryffindor." Harry said immediately.
"Right again." I said. "Let's stop here, because you don't want to know too much, it will take all the fun away."
"Oh." Harry said. "But that was fun!"
"I know." I said. "Let me look."
I peered into the crystal ball, and Saw Professor Snape with green hair. I started laughing.
Professor Trelawny came over to me and said "Please, Miss, er,"
"O'Riley." I said.
"Please Miss O'Riley, do let the rest of the class in on this joke."
"It's not exactly a joke." I said. "More like a prank I Saw when I was looking in the crystal ball."
"You Saw something?" She asked, surprised.
"I always do." I said, impatiently. "That's what they're for, right?"
"Yes." She said. "What did you see?"
"Snape, with green hair." I said, laughingly.
"That can not be right." She said. "Professor Snape would never allow his hair to be turned green, and the person who attempted it would surely not be able to get anywhere near his hair."
"I Saw that Snape will have green hair." I repeated. "Well." Professor Trelawny said. "If you are telling the truth about being able to See things, I would like some proof. If you prove that to me, I will give Gryffindor 50 points."
"I'm sure that there are no Seers by the name of O'Riley, but what is your mother's maiden name, my dear?" she asked.
"That would prove my mother is a Seer." I said. "We are talking about me. Please ask me a relevant question."
"What is my mother's maiden name?" Professor Trelawny asked.
"Glonen" I answered her. "But that's not really a divination question, some Seers couldn't have gotten that right. It is a special talent, that usually goes along with being a Seer, but it's like a wizard and a witch having a squib, or muggles having a wizard or a witch. Do you have any other questions, about something that will happen, say, in the next five minutes? Wait, I know. I'll predict the next question you want to ask me, and write it down and give it to Harry. You write down the next question you want to ask me, and give it to Harry. Harry can read them both aloud, and then give both of them to you. Will that work?"
"That is a very good idea, we should do that. I'll write over here, and you write over there. That way, you can't possibly cheat." Trelawny said.
A minute later, I handed my parchment to Harry. I knew that Professor Trelawny had not yet turned hers in, because I knew that I couldn't predict what question she would ask me, because she wouldn't ask it. Instead, I had predicted what question she would write down. After she had turned hers in, Harry read them. They both said 'What am I going to say to the class as it leaves?'
Harry handed the bits of parchment to Professor Trelawny, and she said "Very good, dear. I'm impressed. 50 points to Gryffindor."
"Thank you." I said.
Our next class was potions, and I was excited at the prospect of meeting Professor Snape. On the way down to the dungeons, Harry and Ron were stuttering praises for the 50 points I had gotten. When we met Hermione, she looked at me and said "What are they talking about?"
"Long story, but I got 50 points from Trelawny for being a Seer. I predicted that Snape's hair would be green. Do you believe me?"
"I don't know, I just met you, and you're telling me that my teacher's hair will be green. Who is going to turn it green?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know." I said. "I can't wait to find out though."
"Neither can I." Hermione said. "Class is about to start. Whoever we sit at a table with is our partner for the potion we are working on. Do you want to be my partner?"
"Sure." I said. "I'd love to."
"Let's sit here." Hermione said.
We sat down at a table, and class started. After roll call, Snape started telling us about our next potion.
"Today, and for the next five weeks, we will be working on a recently discovered potion, The Wolfsbane potion. As you know, Professor Lupin is a werewolf, and he can't make the potion. I decided that it would be nice to show him that a bunch of fifth years can do what he can't do. We will be making this potion in different types of cauldrons, so you can see the way the same potion will react in different types. We have copper, which is this week, silver, stone, and gold, plus at the end, the standard pewter. I want you to have the same partner all of the time we are doing this project, and all of you can taste the potion. It won't do anything to you unless you are a werewolf. The cauldrons, recipes, and ingredients are in the front of the room. Get started."
First he insulted Professor Lupin, then he assigned us a potion which I couldn't drink, and that was part of our grade. I was basically giving away the fact that I was a werewolf. If I drank it on any time besides the day preceding the full moon, I would become immune to it, which would be very bad. I would also have to make it in a silver cauldron eventually.
"We might as well get started." I said. "You get the recipe and the ingredients, I'll get the cauldron." I was thankful that we were starting out with copper. I was eager to see if this was the same recipe as the one I had. I thought it might be the one Snape gave Lupin, but it wasn't, it was the exact same as the one I made.
I looked at the recipe, and then said "Hermione, we did this potion at my old school! I think we will be able to get it done fairly easily."
"Oh, good," Hermione said. "but it looks hard."
"It's not really hard." I said. "It's like a bunch of basic potions put together, and it looks a lot harder than it is. The top half of the recipe is like a will strengthening potion, and the rest of it is a combination of sleeping potions, painlessness potions, and knowledge potions. We learned that at my old school, but I don't know any of the theory."
"Oh." said Hermione. "Now that you point the separate potions out, I do see a lot of resemblance. I looked up the theory in third year, when I found out that Professor Lupin was a werewolf."
Hermione told me the theory while we worked, occasionally stopping to ask me questions about the potion. We were one of the first groups done. I put the leftover ingredients back, while Hermione wiped up a few little spills. It had to simmer for about 20 minutes before we could taste it, but unfortunately we had time. If we were using this potion to actually use it, it would have had to sit for 48 hours, but just to taste it, 20 minutes was fine. We sat down and talked some more while we waited. I was trying to think of an excuse not to taste it.
When it was time to taste it, I said to Hermione "We had to taste this at my old school too, and I didn't really like the taste."
"Ok." She said.
I was surprised, but glad that she hadn't questioned me about it. It tasted fine.
The week went on, and nothing interesting happened, until the dreaded potions class a week later. I hadn't been able to get out of it, though I tried. We repeated the same procedure as last time, and all was going well -until
"This looks heavy, will you help me carry it to the sink to dump it out?" Hermione asked.
I really had no choice, Dumbledore had forbidden me to tell anyone that I was a werewolf. "Sure." I said. I knew I was in for some serious pain. I had to pick the cauldron up from the bottom, with both of my hands flat against the silver. I felt like I had the cruciatus curse on me, it hurt so badly. I winced in pain as we walked to the sinks.
"This is heavy." I said, to cover my wince. I knew it would have no effect after she saw my hands.
"You are dismissed." Professor Snape said as we were putting our cauldron in the sink.
I ran to my bags, picked them up, and then asked Hermione where the nearest bathroom was. She led me to one, and then to my dismay, came in with me.
"I don't want you to get lost on your way back." she said.
By this time, I was almost screaming in pain, so I decided it was a hopeless case. I put my stuff down and pulled out my wand to do a painlessness charm. Hermione gasped when she saw my hands. They were bright red, and blistering.
She looked at me, and I saw that she was putting two and two together. I smiled at her, and started running cold water over my hands. The painlessness charm hadn't helped, but then I was never a good healer.
"Uh, Hannah?" she asked.
"Yes?" I said, acting like I had no idea what she was asking.
"Would you by any chance be a werewolf?"
"Yes." I said slowly. "Why?"
"Your hands-" she said.
"Oh, that." I said.
"Yes, that!" she said.
"Well, what about it?" I asked, still playing dumb.
"I'm so sorry!" Hermione said. "If I had known, I would have asked someone else to help!"
"And they would have asked why." I said. "Don't worry about it."
"I'm really sorry." Hermione said.
"I know." I said.
"How much does it hurt?"
"Do you want me to tell you, or put the silver sensitivity curse on you for a day, and you can touch whatever silver you want, and find out?" I asked, getting irritated.
"Do you know the counter-spell for the curse?" she asked me.
"Yes," I said, "but I was just joking, surely you can't be that curious?"
"Oh, but I am!" she said earnestly. "I've been curios about werewolves ever since I figured out about Professor Lupin. Will you please put it on me?"
"Are you serious?" I asked.
"Yes." she said.
"Ok." I said, and muttered the curse.
"Did you do it?" Hermione asked.
"Yep." I said.
She went over, and touched the faucet of the sink. "Ouch!" she cried, lifting her hand up suddenly.
"Do you want me to take it off now?" I asked her.
"No." she said. "Leave it on until tomorrow."
"Let me know if you change your mind." I told her.
"Ok." she said.
Having momentarily forgotten about my own hands, I picked up my bag without putting a weightlessness charm on it first. I winced, and gritted my teeth and shut my eyes. A second later, I opened them and put a weightlessness charm on my bag. Then I picked it up and slung it over my shoulder.
"That must really hurt." Hermione said.
"It's not that bad." I told her. "I put a painlessness charm on them."
"Did it work?" she asked.
How did she know! I thought. "Not exactly."
"Let me try." Hermione said.
I held out my hands, and she did the painlessness charm. Hers worked tons better than mine had.
"Is there any way to make the redness go away?" she asked.
"Not that I know of." I said. "I'm sure there is, but I have no clue what it might be. We could ask Professor Lupin."
"That sounds like a good idea." Hermione agreed. "He might know, or at least know how to treat it."
"I think there is only a certain amount of time that a painlessness charm will work for on these kinds of things." I said.
"Is it wearing off?" Hermione asked, sounding concerned.
"Er, yeah, slightly." I said, wincing inwardly.
"Want me to carry your bag?" she asked. "I still fell guilty about it."
"No." I said. "I'll manage, and don't feel guilty, it wasn't your fault."
We were heading to the D.A.D.A. classroom now. "I know." Hermione said. "But I can't help feeling like I should have picked up on it sooner."
"You figured it out a week after you met me!" I said. "You couldn't have possibly known sooner, even if I was allowed to tell you."
"Here we are." Hermione said. "It doesn't look like he has a class now."
Hermione knocked on the door, and Professor Lupin opened it immediately. "What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Snape had us using silver cauldrons." I said. "And I had to help Hermione carry it to the sink." I held up my hands.
"Ouch!" he said. "Come in."
We went into his office through a door that I hadn't noticed before. After we sat down, Professor Lupin said, "Painlessness charms only work for a minute, so save those for when you are trying to write. If you put this lotion on it," he said, handing me a jar, "it will help take the redness away. That's about all I can tell you, sorry."
"No problem." I said. "Thanks, we better get to lunch."
"Ok." Lupin said. "Bye Hannah, bye Hermione."
"Bye" we said to him.
We headed down to lunch, after I quickly put some lotion on my hands.
When I sat down to lunch, I taped my plate. Dumbledore had told me that if I did that, the House Elves would turn the silver silverware into nickel for me. When I picked up my fork, I realized that it didn't work. I dropped my fork on the floor, it hurt so much after the cauldron incident.
"Oops." I said, acting like I had accidentally dropped it. I looked under the table, and saw that it was near Hermione's feet. I looked at her, and kicked it over so that it was right next to her. She got the hint ad picked it up.
"You can't use this now." she said. "Come with me, and we'll ask the House Elves to get you a new one."
After we were out of ear shot, she said "Ouch, that hurt. I didn't know the silverware was silver."
"Silver ware." I said. "Thanks for coming to my rescue, Harry and Ron will eventually find out, but no need for the entire table to know."
"No problem." Hermione said. "Your hands must hurt a ton!"
"When I was carrying that cauldron, I felt like I had the cruciatus curse on my hands." I replied.
"I'm really sorry." Hermione said again.
"Don't worry about it." I said. "I'm just haven't been having good luck with silver for the past week. All the doorknobs are silver, all the taps to sinks are silver, various parts of desks are silver, last week while teaching Harry how to use a crystal ball, I realized that the base was silver, the silver cauldron today, and then that silver fork."
"Why were you teaching Harry how to use a crystal ball?" Hermione asked.
"He's a Seer." I said. "And Professor Trewlany hasn't even taught him enough to realize it."
"Really?" Hermione asked. "I never knew that!"
"Neither did he." I said. "He needs to get caught up fast. I'm going to have to tutor him. Divination is very important to keep the balance of light and dark. Every Seer needs to be able to help."
"I'm almost sorry I dropped it." Hermione said.
"Don't be." I told her. "Professor Trelawny wouldn't have been able to teach anyone anything."
"Here are the kitchens." Hermione said, changing the subject. "We need to tell the House Elves that you got silver silverware."
"Right." I said.
After we had taken care of that, lunch was almost over, so we ate in the kitchens, and then headed to the Common room. We didn't have any more classes until Charms, in an hour. We went up to our dormitory, and saw that we were the only ones there.
"Did you really work on the Wolfsbane potion at your old school?" Hermione asked.
"Nope." I said. "I learned it last year. I offered to make Professor Lupin his, Snape purposely makes Lupin's taste bad."
"Oh." Hermione said. "You didn't really miss the train, it was the night of the full moon."
"Right." I said.
"What was your old school called?" Hermione asked.
"The School for Sorcerers." I said, leaving out the 'and Orphanage' part.
"I've never heard of it." she said. "Where is it?"
"On the edge of Ireland." I said.
"Where do you live?" she asked.
"On the edge of Ireland." I said. "Near my school."
"What do your parents do?" Hermione asked.
"Why are you asking me so many questions?" I asked. "I want to ask you some now." I tried to sound offhand, but there was a definite edge in my voice. "Sorry." I said. "I haven't had much sleep lately, I didn't mean to snap at you."
"It's ok." Hermione said. "I realize it must have been hard, on the first day of school..."
"Yeah." I said. "Where do you live?"
"In the middle of England." she said.
The rest of that week went by with no major incidents. On transfiguration on Monday, we went more in depth on Animagi. After D.A.D.A. we had free time, and I went up to our room to talk to Hermione in private.
"Animagi." I said. "We didn't do that at my old school, but..."
"But what?" Hermione asked.
"Well, would you like to see a neat trick?" Without waiting for an answer, I turned into a dog. When I turned back into a human, I saw that Hermione was gaping at me.
"What, how?" she asked.
"I'm an Animagus." I said.
"I realize that, but how did you-"
"I didn't do it by the potion." I said. "When you get bitten by a werewolf, if you perform a simple spell, you can become an animagi. With some help, I could make enough potion for, say, three people?"
"Would you?" Hermione asked.
"Yes." I said. "It'd be helping me as much as you all. What do you say?"
"Where would we do it?" Hermione asked.
"Same place I make the Wolfsbane potion." I said.
"Which would be...?"
"The Shrieking Shack." I said proudly. "I have it all fixed up, you won't even recognize it."
"How do you know I've been there before?" she asked.
"I know a lot more than that." I said. "Let's talk potions. Speaking of potions, Snape's hair will be green tomorrow."
The next day after divination, we headed down to the potions dungeon and met Hermione. I sat down next to her at our table, and said "Snape's hair is going to be green today!"
"Good." she said. "I can't wait to see this."
Just then, Snape started class. "I know we did silver cauldrons last time." He said menacingly. "But only one pair of you managed to get the potion correct. We will be working with the silver cauldrons again today, with the same potion. We will continue it until everyone has gotten it right. Begin."
Hermione went to get the cauldron, and I got the ingredients and the recipe. When I got back, I saw that Hermione looked like she was in pain, and didn't have the cauldron. Suddenly, I remembered that I hadn't taken the silver sensitivity charm off of her yet.
I quickly went up to Professor Snape, and said "Please, Professor, may Hermione and I go to the bathroom? We did the potion correctly last time, and a small delay won't hurt us." Strangely enough, he looked at me for a moment, and then said yes! That was the last thing I was expecting, but I went back and told Hermione.
As soon as we got to the bathroom, I took the spell off of her. "Why didn't you tell me you still had it on?" I asked her.
"I forgot!" she said.
"Does it still hurt?" I asked.
"Only a little." She said.
"Let me do a painlessness charm." I said. I took her hand, and instantly realized what I had done. I went into a trance, and started Seeing Hermione's future. Suddenly, I snapped out of it.
"What happened?" Hermione asked. "You turned white, and started staring into space."
"Trance." I said shortly. "It happens whenever I touch someone's skin for the first time."
"I didn't know you could do that!" she said. "The only other person I know of who had that gift, is Elizabeth Kettle."
"Let me do that charm now." I said. "Don't touch me, or my wand." After I had performed the spell, she seemed to be ok, so we went back to class.
When we walked in, I saw that Snape's hair was green! I looked around the classroom, and saw Neville being yelled at by a furious Snape. It seemed that Neville's potion had gone wrong, and then exploded, turning Snape's hair green! I was sorry that I had missed it.
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The next night, I convinced Harry to let me tutor him in divination.
"Where will you be on next Wednesday night?" I asked him.
"The Shrieking Shack." he answered immediately.
"You seem to have a very instinctive style in divination." I said. "Why in the world would you be in the shrieking shack?"
"You, Hermione, and Ron will be there too." Harry said. "We will be making the Animagus potion! Cool!"
"Yes." I said. "Let's continue this lesson tomorrow, in someplace less crowded." We were in the common room, and I didn't want anyone to overhear us. "Goodnight Harry."