Chapter 1
The Prediction
The ceiling of the great hall was filled with a brilliant sunshine and fluffily clouds of every shape and size. The students took their seats just in time to see the mail coming in, hundreds of owls every variety of shape and size just like the clouds flew in plopping their mail to the distinct owner, the mail landed on food, in their drinking cups or on their heads. Harry looked up to see Pig, Ron's minute owl flying overhead and make into a dive into Harry's cup, Orange juice splattered every where making the weasley's hair more orange then red. A mild giggle came from the near end of the table, Harry looked down to see Anna Rettop, a girl he didn't know very well, who turned her gaze immediately to her scrambled eggs.
"PIG!!" Ron bellowed as he took the small bird into his fist, the thing looked more like a squashed orange than a pig "the point is to deliver the mail"
He let pig down who started hopping over the French toast in excitement.
"Ron," Ginny interrupted "it's pigwidgeon, by the way you have orange juice on your nose"
The giggle came again when Ron rubbed his nose, he glared down the table and started laughing a bit too. In a matter of seconds half of the Gryffindor table was laughing. The headmaster stood up and waved his hands in a particular matter that made the whole hall silent.
"As some of you know, there will be no triwizard tournament this year, due to the events that happened last year" he raised an eyebrow at Harry, who sank lower into his seat. "And due to the bushes still in the Quiddich field, we may have to start Quiddich late this year"
The whole hall groaned, the Twins started shouting in frustration.
"the Quidditch team?" thought Harry "Wonder who will be captain now that Oliver is gone"
Breakfast ended abruptly when the golden plates were suddenly clean. Ron looked at his schedule, then Harry's.
"you've got Divination class with me" said Ron in a half groan "lets see how you die today Harry"
they took their time walking to class discussing their summer and things. By the time they had reached the North Tower the last student was already climbing up the ladder, Ron and Harry emerged back into the stuffy perfumed classroom. They choose the back seats with the puffiest chair's it was hard to sit on without sliding off. The Professor went on about the importance of hand reading and tarot cards.
"and today we will do some with the tarot cards, get out your books, Cards of the Future" added Professor Trelawney "spread them out onto the table like so"
She took a deck of cards and spread them out onto the table in a weird sort of order, Harry looked at his cards blue, cards were one of the few things that Harry used to play with when he was in the Dursley's house, nothing more than shiny pieces of paper that had strange symbols and numbers from 2-10. he threw them on the table and they collided with Ron's pink cards. Harry consulted his book that made no sense at all, he looked up hoping that Ron was doing it right, Ron had his eyes closed and his wand was out poking it at various cards. Professor Trelawney swooped over and examined Ron for a moment.
"no Mr. Wesley, that's not the correct way to read cards" said the professor, Ron looked up and turned slightly pink, the class turned around to watch the professor "this is how you do it, she waved her hands around the cards mumbling something and smartly slapped her hand on the table picking up a card, it was a blue one.
"Mr. Potter, this is yours" she proclaimed examining the card
"how observant" said Ron under his breath, Professor Trelawney must have not heard because she continued.
"hmm" Harry thought that every eye in the room was looking at him then the professor and back to him "A cloud, something will happen, in this year, that will change, for the better or for worse I don't know
she put the card down and clapped her hands "that's all for today, take the cards but do not lose them, by next class I expect you to be experts!"
The class piled out of the room marveling at their new tarot cards, Harry looked over at the card that professor tralawney looked at, it was a cloud that reminded him of the ceiling of the great hall that morning, it didn't look that special though.
"don't worry Harry, she is usually wrong" said ron as if reading his mind "your not dead yet now are you?"
Ron was right why was he worrying? Besides he wouldn't mind a change, things change around here all the time, like the staircase that they needed to get to potions class.
The ceiling of the great hall was filled with a brilliant sunshine and fluffily clouds of every shape and size. The students took their seats just in time to see the mail coming in, hundreds of owls every variety of shape and size just like the clouds flew in plopping their mail to the distinct owner, the mail landed on food, in their drinking cups or on their heads. Harry looked up to see Pig, Ron's minute owl flying overhead and make into a dive into Harry's cup, Orange juice splattered every where making the weasley's hair more orange then red. A mild giggle came from the near end of the table, Harry looked down to see Anna Rettop, a girl he didn't know very well, who turned her gaze immediately to her scrambled eggs.
"PIG!!" Ron bellowed as he took the small bird into his fist, the thing looked more like a squashed orange than a pig "the point is to deliver the mail"
He let pig down who started hopping over the French toast in excitement.
"Ron," Ginny interrupted "it's pigwidgeon, by the way you have orange juice on your nose"
The giggle came again when Ron rubbed his nose, he glared down the table and started laughing a bit too. In a matter of seconds half of the Gryffindor table was laughing. The headmaster stood up and waved his hands in a particular matter that made the whole hall silent.
"As some of you know, there will be no triwizard tournament this year, due to the events that happened last year" he raised an eyebrow at Harry, who sank lower into his seat. "And due to the bushes still in the Quiddich field, we may have to start Quiddich late this year"
The whole hall groaned, the Twins started shouting in frustration.
"the Quidditch team?" thought Harry "Wonder who will be captain now that Oliver is gone"
Breakfast ended abruptly when the golden plates were suddenly clean. Ron looked at his schedule, then Harry's.
"you've got Divination class with me" said Ron in a half groan "lets see how you die today Harry"
they took their time walking to class discussing their summer and things. By the time they had reached the North Tower the last student was already climbing up the ladder, Ron and Harry emerged back into the stuffy perfumed classroom. They choose the back seats with the puffiest chair's it was hard to sit on without sliding off. The Professor went on about the importance of hand reading and tarot cards.
"and today we will do some with the tarot cards, get out your books, Cards of the Future" added Professor Trelawney "spread them out onto the table like so"
She took a deck of cards and spread them out onto the table in a weird sort of order, Harry looked at his cards blue, cards were one of the few things that Harry used to play with when he was in the Dursley's house, nothing more than shiny pieces of paper that had strange symbols and numbers from 2-10. he threw them on the table and they collided with Ron's pink cards. Harry consulted his book that made no sense at all, he looked up hoping that Ron was doing it right, Ron had his eyes closed and his wand was out poking it at various cards. Professor Trelawney swooped over and examined Ron for a moment.
"no Mr. Wesley, that's not the correct way to read cards" said the professor, Ron looked up and turned slightly pink, the class turned around to watch the professor "this is how you do it, she waved her hands around the cards mumbling something and smartly slapped her hand on the table picking up a card, it was a blue one.
"Mr. Potter, this is yours" she proclaimed examining the card
"how observant" said Ron under his breath, Professor Trelawney must have not heard because she continued.
"hmm" Harry thought that every eye in the room was looking at him then the professor and back to him "A cloud, something will happen, in this year, that will change, for the better or for worse I don't know
she put the card down and clapped her hands "that's all for today, take the cards but do not lose them, by next class I expect you to be experts!"
The class piled out of the room marveling at their new tarot cards, Harry looked over at the card that professor tralawney looked at, it was a cloud that reminded him of the ceiling of the great hall that morning, it didn't look that special though.
"don't worry Harry, she is usually wrong" said ron as if reading his mind "your not dead yet now are you?"
Ron was right why was he worrying? Besides he wouldn't mind a change, things change around here all the time, like the staircase that they needed to get to potions class.