Like a Pet 13
"Dean asked about the incenses. That is a form of Divination. Some people believe that you can see pictures and sometimes words formed from the smoke. I'm allergic to smoke so I got rid of it. Now there are numerous types of divination from deciphering dreams to laying out playing cards. And I'm betting Trelwney didn't tell you this bit of important info. You don't have to be a seer to See the past, present or future. You just have to practice at it.
"The first thing I'm going to do for you is give you all journals." I pulled my wand out and tapped the nearest table. Enough journals for each student in the class appeared on it. "Before you leave class I want you all to pick one up. These will be your dream journals. Keep them right next to your bed with a quill, so when you wake up and actually remember your dream, you can write it down. Then if you will look in your divination book you can find a basic table of what things mean. At the end of the semester, before Christmas, I'll be collecting them. Mark the dreams that you've had repeatedly, or the ones you want me to analyze for you." I looked around the class and was surprised no one was lost yet.
"Any questions?" Harry looked at Ron and then raised his hand.
"Do we have to write down all of our dreams?" I walked up to him and crouched down, so both of our eyes were level. I looked straight into them. He looked a bit scared.
"It's okay. I pride myself on being able to tell things by looking in peoples eyes." He seemed to loosen up a bit. Hurt, anger, love. I stood back up. "You can choose if you want to write in down in this journal. But I wouldn't encourage leaving out those dreams that you fantasize about that special someone. It's interesting when you read that journal a month, a year or even a couple days after you wrote into it, saying 'How in the world did that come into my head?' If it would help you, I will force myself to let you read one of my dream journal entries."
"Really? You would do that?" Lavender asked excitedly. "Could you? Please?" I groaned, I didn't think they would actually ask.
"Okay, well what kind of entry would you like? A sappy one? One that doesn't make sense, or something from a specific date?"
"A sappy one." Lavender and Parvati said at the same time. I groaned again and pointed my wand at my desk, making the journal zoom towards me.
"How did you do that without saying a spell?"
"When you get really good at magic you can just think the spell and it will happen. You have a special connection with your wand. It can sort of read your thoughts."
"Can you read our thoughts?" Seamus asked.
"Now Seamus, if I could read your thoughts then I'd know taht you've been thinking about your date for Hogsmeade." Actually, I was taking a shot in the air, but I guess that I was right because he starting blushing madly.
"Who is it?" Neville asked. Maybe if I get off topic enough they will forget.
"I'm not telling you. Professor, can you read your entry." Damn it.
"Alright. How much time do we have left?"
"About 10 minutes." Damn.
"Alright." I groaned again and flipped through it, trying to find something that they will like. The guys would like something perverted, and seductive, while the girls would like some fairy tale thing. I found something. I cleared my throat and started reading it.
"I dreamt last night about him again. It was like an alternate ending though, one that I didn't fall to my death. I was still wearing that same purple dress, and teh flowers were still braided into my hair. This time when he lead me off of the dance floor, we didn't go outside. We went upstairs. He stopped in a wall length window, with the moon in the background. 'You look beautiful tonight.' He said, looking at me. His eyes are the same as they are in real life. 'You've never seen me before this night.' I responded. 'I've been watching you. You didn't know it was me. But I know who you are, what you quirks are, and everything you do.' Now that I think over about it, it seems a bit...scary, but it's all true. He touched my bare shoulder, and he moved his hand over the back of my neck, and then up to the front of my neck. The necklace. It had that ring on it. That beautiful ring that belongs to..." I quit reading and looked up. "I think that's enough for today. You can all leave now." I set the book down. They didn't move. "You'll be late for your classes." They started to move slowly. I turned towards the fire and looked into it.
"Professor?" I jumped and spun around. Harry and Ron were standing in front of me. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine." The bell rang. "You two will be late."
"Your dream sounded like you love someone." Harry said softly. "Did something happened to him?"
"Yes, he left me." Ron looked down at my hand.
"I have some older brothers about your age." I smiled at him.
"That's quite alright. Do you need late passes?" Ron looked horrified.
"We have Potions." Harry's eyes got wide and looked at Ron. They were both about to dash out of the room.
"Wait. I'll take you two down. I'll tell Snape what happened."
"He hates new teachers."
"That might just be when it's a certain position. I'll take you." I walked out of the room, with them in tow.
~*~*~*~ Draco's POV ~*~*~*~
"The potion's on the board. You need to let it boil fifteen minutes before you add the..." Potter and Weasley walked into the room. "Potter, it's a pleasure you could make time out of your busy schedule to attend class."
"Professor Snape." Professor Mittell walked into the room behind us. She seem like she was trying not to smile. "I'm sorry I had to borrow your students for a few minutes." I looked at Snape's face, and almost fell off my chair. He looked like he was about to blush.
"And what may I ask were they helping you with?"
"They were moving furniture for me. I was trying to arrange the room with Feng-Shi. To create a positive energy in my room. They did a top notch job of it. You should check it out." She looked towards me and winked. Was she lying about Potter and Weasley? She smiled and turned her attention back to Snape. He still looked weird. Someone should slap him, that should bring him back to normal. He pulled Mittell to the side of the room I just happened to be sitting in.
"You haven't talked to Lupin or the substitute DADA teacher have you?" She looked at him and gave me a side glance.
"I've talked to Remus, but was only introduced to James this morning." He seemed not to like that name. He kinda shivered. "Severus, I must be on my way. I have a class of 7th years next." She turned around and winked at me, again. I need to talk to her. Maybe she'll give me some dirt on Potter and Weasley, or maybe Snape. That would be good. I have a free period next.
I climbed up the rope ladder to the Divination room.
"Good morning, Draco." I almost fell down the ladder.
"How did you know it was me?" I sneered, coming up to her chair. She spun around shuffling a deck of cards.
"Perhaps curiosity drew you to me?"
"Perhaps." I sat down opposite of her. "What are you doing?"
"I was about to lay out my cards, but I have a test subject now."
"No thanks. I'd rather not like to know my future."
"Do you think there is horror in your destiny?"
"I just don't want to know, okay?" I was trying not to get snippy, but that's just my personality. I can't help it.
"A Slytherin that doesn't want to know his future to see if he becomes successful, or dog meat. Interesting. You are one of a kind Sir Draco." She spread the cards down on the table, and then flipped them over in a showy fashion, by just flipping the bottom card. The top card moved away from the rest. "Ah, the King of Cups. A fair haired man is in your future. Worldly success and maturity. Seems like you," She said pointedly, "will grow up to be quite a man." I started to feel warmth fill my cheeks. "Oh, I'm embarrassing you. I'm sorry." She flipped the cards back over so I couldn't see the faces.
"Is there something I can help you with?" She asked. I looked around the room.
"It doesn't look like you arranged the room into Feng-shi."
"And you know about Feng-Shi how?"
"There's a psycho muggle down the street from where we live."
"So you came up here to get dirt on three people?"
"You scare me." She started laughing.
"I don't know much about Ron and Harry, just that Ron's brother Percy, got dumped by Penelope, and has been stalking the Head Girl from your third year. But if you try using that as an insult, he'll probably start laughing and actually like you. Snape on the other hand..."
"What do you know about him?"
"Well...I shouldn't tell you. Maybe you should ask Professor Tenebrous." She looked down at her watch. "It's lunch time already? Would you like to walk me down to the Great Hall?"
"How old are you?"
"Depends." I looked at her strange. Her face seemed like it was changing. Maybe it was just the lighting, but she seemed to notice too. She looked down at her hands.
"Oh shit."
**An:// When I was writing this…I was going somewhere with the plot. Just don't know where. I got to remember why I brought Draco in…Please review. I really like reviews, and when I don't get any, it's going to take longer for me to get in a good mood to write the next chapter.**
"Dean asked about the incenses. That is a form of Divination. Some people believe that you can see pictures and sometimes words formed from the smoke. I'm allergic to smoke so I got rid of it. Now there are numerous types of divination from deciphering dreams to laying out playing cards. And I'm betting Trelwney didn't tell you this bit of important info. You don't have to be a seer to See the past, present or future. You just have to practice at it.
"The first thing I'm going to do for you is give you all journals." I pulled my wand out and tapped the nearest table. Enough journals for each student in the class appeared on it. "Before you leave class I want you all to pick one up. These will be your dream journals. Keep them right next to your bed with a quill, so when you wake up and actually remember your dream, you can write it down. Then if you will look in your divination book you can find a basic table of what things mean. At the end of the semester, before Christmas, I'll be collecting them. Mark the dreams that you've had repeatedly, or the ones you want me to analyze for you." I looked around the class and was surprised no one was lost yet.
"Any questions?" Harry looked at Ron and then raised his hand.
"Do we have to write down all of our dreams?" I walked up to him and crouched down, so both of our eyes were level. I looked straight into them. He looked a bit scared.
"It's okay. I pride myself on being able to tell things by looking in peoples eyes." He seemed to loosen up a bit. Hurt, anger, love. I stood back up. "You can choose if you want to write in down in this journal. But I wouldn't encourage leaving out those dreams that you fantasize about that special someone. It's interesting when you read that journal a month, a year or even a couple days after you wrote into it, saying 'How in the world did that come into my head?' If it would help you, I will force myself to let you read one of my dream journal entries."
"Really? You would do that?" Lavender asked excitedly. "Could you? Please?" I groaned, I didn't think they would actually ask.
"Okay, well what kind of entry would you like? A sappy one? One that doesn't make sense, or something from a specific date?"
"A sappy one." Lavender and Parvati said at the same time. I groaned again and pointed my wand at my desk, making the journal zoom towards me.
"How did you do that without saying a spell?"
"When you get really good at magic you can just think the spell and it will happen. You have a special connection with your wand. It can sort of read your thoughts."
"Can you read our thoughts?" Seamus asked.
"Now Seamus, if I could read your thoughts then I'd know taht you've been thinking about your date for Hogsmeade." Actually, I was taking a shot in the air, but I guess that I was right because he starting blushing madly.
"Who is it?" Neville asked. Maybe if I get off topic enough they will forget.
"I'm not telling you. Professor, can you read your entry." Damn it.
"Alright. How much time do we have left?"
"About 10 minutes." Damn.
"Alright." I groaned again and flipped through it, trying to find something that they will like. The guys would like something perverted, and seductive, while the girls would like some fairy tale thing. I found something. I cleared my throat and started reading it.
"I dreamt last night about him again. It was like an alternate ending though, one that I didn't fall to my death. I was still wearing that same purple dress, and teh flowers were still braided into my hair. This time when he lead me off of the dance floor, we didn't go outside. We went upstairs. He stopped in a wall length window, with the moon in the background. 'You look beautiful tonight.' He said, looking at me. His eyes are the same as they are in real life. 'You've never seen me before this night.' I responded. 'I've been watching you. You didn't know it was me. But I know who you are, what you quirks are, and everything you do.' Now that I think over about it, it seems a bit...scary, but it's all true. He touched my bare shoulder, and he moved his hand over the back of my neck, and then up to the front of my neck. The necklace. It had that ring on it. That beautiful ring that belongs to..." I quit reading and looked up. "I think that's enough for today. You can all leave now." I set the book down. They didn't move. "You'll be late for your classes." They started to move slowly. I turned towards the fire and looked into it.
"Professor?" I jumped and spun around. Harry and Ron were standing in front of me. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine." The bell rang. "You two will be late."
"Your dream sounded like you love someone." Harry said softly. "Did something happened to him?"
"Yes, he left me." Ron looked down at my hand.
"I have some older brothers about your age." I smiled at him.
"That's quite alright. Do you need late passes?" Ron looked horrified.
"We have Potions." Harry's eyes got wide and looked at Ron. They were both about to dash out of the room.
"Wait. I'll take you two down. I'll tell Snape what happened."
"He hates new teachers."
"That might just be when it's a certain position. I'll take you." I walked out of the room, with them in tow.
~*~*~*~ Draco's POV ~*~*~*~
"The potion's on the board. You need to let it boil fifteen minutes before you add the..." Potter and Weasley walked into the room. "Potter, it's a pleasure you could make time out of your busy schedule to attend class."
"Professor Snape." Professor Mittell walked into the room behind us. She seem like she was trying not to smile. "I'm sorry I had to borrow your students for a few minutes." I looked at Snape's face, and almost fell off my chair. He looked like he was about to blush.
"And what may I ask were they helping you with?"
"They were moving furniture for me. I was trying to arrange the room with Feng-Shi. To create a positive energy in my room. They did a top notch job of it. You should check it out." She looked towards me and winked. Was she lying about Potter and Weasley? She smiled and turned her attention back to Snape. He still looked weird. Someone should slap him, that should bring him back to normal. He pulled Mittell to the side of the room I just happened to be sitting in.
"You haven't talked to Lupin or the substitute DADA teacher have you?" She looked at him and gave me a side glance.
"I've talked to Remus, but was only introduced to James this morning." He seemed not to like that name. He kinda shivered. "Severus, I must be on my way. I have a class of 7th years next." She turned around and winked at me, again. I need to talk to her. Maybe she'll give me some dirt on Potter and Weasley, or maybe Snape. That would be good. I have a free period next.
I climbed up the rope ladder to the Divination room.
"Good morning, Draco." I almost fell down the ladder.
"How did you know it was me?" I sneered, coming up to her chair. She spun around shuffling a deck of cards.
"Perhaps curiosity drew you to me?"
"Perhaps." I sat down opposite of her. "What are you doing?"
"I was about to lay out my cards, but I have a test subject now."
"No thanks. I'd rather not like to know my future."
"Do you think there is horror in your destiny?"
"I just don't want to know, okay?" I was trying not to get snippy, but that's just my personality. I can't help it.
"A Slytherin that doesn't want to know his future to see if he becomes successful, or dog meat. Interesting. You are one of a kind Sir Draco." She spread the cards down on the table, and then flipped them over in a showy fashion, by just flipping the bottom card. The top card moved away from the rest. "Ah, the King of Cups. A fair haired man is in your future. Worldly success and maturity. Seems like you," She said pointedly, "will grow up to be quite a man." I started to feel warmth fill my cheeks. "Oh, I'm embarrassing you. I'm sorry." She flipped the cards back over so I couldn't see the faces.
"Is there something I can help you with?" She asked. I looked around the room.
"It doesn't look like you arranged the room into Feng-shi."
"And you know about Feng-Shi how?"
"There's a psycho muggle down the street from where we live."
"So you came up here to get dirt on three people?"
"You scare me." She started laughing.
"I don't know much about Ron and Harry, just that Ron's brother Percy, got dumped by Penelope, and has been stalking the Head Girl from your third year. But if you try using that as an insult, he'll probably start laughing and actually like you. Snape on the other hand..."
"What do you know about him?"
"Well...I shouldn't tell you. Maybe you should ask Professor Tenebrous." She looked down at her watch. "It's lunch time already? Would you like to walk me down to the Great Hall?"
"How old are you?"
"Depends." I looked at her strange. Her face seemed like it was changing. Maybe it was just the lighting, but she seemed to notice too. She looked down at her hands.
"Oh shit."
**An:// When I was writing this…I was going somewhere with the plot. Just don't know where. I got to remember why I brought Draco in…Please review. I really like reviews, and when I don't get any, it's going to take longer for me to get in a good mood to write the next chapter.**