Harry Potter and the Jade Heart
Chapter 10
"Thunder and Lightning"
The lovely atmosphere did not last for very long. The darkness started before the dawn on April nineteenth. Harry was running away from something. He could see Cho on the horizon. She stayed on the horizon, so he never got closer. Something about her made Harry want to stop, but his feelings for her kept him going. He stopped suddenly. A force kept him from moving. He tried running. It felt like something was pushing him the other direction. Then he was free to continue running and he fell forward. The ground was pulled out from underneath him and he started to fall. As he was falling he saw Cho now standing on the edge of the Earth looking down on him. She was silhouetted by the sun. The further he fell, the blacker she looked until she resembled a dementor. Harry screamed.
He opened his eyes and everything was blurry. For a second he thought he had died, but then he realized it had been a dream. He wiped off the sweat from his brow and put on his glasses. Everyone was still asleep, which told him he hadn't screamed for real. Harry was starting to wish he could drink the dreamless sleep potion every night. His dreams always meant something, so he couldn't dismiss what he just saw.
Harry slowly got dressed as the others started to wake up. They all went down to breakfast together. It was the first time that year the fifth year Gryffindors were actually acting like they were in the same house. It's like they all knew their time together would be cut short, so they should take advantage of it right now. The girls joined them not too long after they sat down.
"Ergh," said Lavendar. "Why is today such a horrid day? Not a single patch of blue in the sky."
"I know!" exclaimed Parvati. "It's so dark outside. It feels like it's dinner time already."
"Good. Does that mean we don't have to go to class?" joked Dean. Harry saw Ron give Dean a quick smile. Ron noticed Harry examining him.
"Something wrong, Harry?"
"Erm. No." Harry went back to his toast and strawberry jam.
Hermione thought something was going on with Harry. She was sitting by Ron and hadn't seen what Harry had. She went back to the original conversation. "At least we have Potions this afternoon. The weather won't make any difference to us in that gloomy classroom."
"We also have Divination this morning," said Lavendar. "The cloudy sky is surely going to block all psychic vibes."
"What psychic vibes?" Harry muttered under his breath. Parvati shot him a look.
Hermione said goobye to the other Gryffindors as she headed to Ancient Runes. Harry watched Ron and Dean very closely as they all walked to Divination. They were walking very strangely to Harry. Ron didn't walk with Dean like he had with him. Something was different. Their relationship was in some way different from Harry's and Ron's. Ron kept making awkward glances at Harry. "Would you stop it?" asked Ron, in a fed up sort of manner.
"Sorry," replied Harry. He stopped staring at him but continued to look over constantly.
He wasn't the only one being skeptical. Dean was looking at Seamus and Lavendar, who were holding hands.
"Hey, Seamus. I thought you were going out with that other girl."
Seamus gave this some thought. "I'm not committed to anyone. Can't I have friends who are girls?" Dean raised an eyebrow at him. Dean couldn't say anything to that afterall, his situation was the exact opposite.
The Divination classroom looked particularly spooky. The sudden thunder storm didn't help too much. It wasn't raining though, which was good because Harry took a seat by the open window. It was really stuffy and thick in the room. Professor Trelawney attempted to gracefully enter the room.
"Today we are going to practice fire scrying!" she said, excitedly.
"Crying? Why would we practice crying?" asked Ron.
"Scrying, Mr. Weasley. Scrying. We shall gaze into flames to see into the future!" On each table was a tiny makeshift bonfire. "Remember to keep your books at a good distance away from the fire. We don't want to destroy our learning devices!" she said in a rather high voice.
Harry stared into his fire. He looked at the bottom of it, which was green. Seamus was on the other side of the fire. "See anything?" he asked.
"I see...I see...FIRE!" Harry said, dramatically. Unfortunately this caught the attention of the professor. She sauntered over to them. She sat down, much to Harry's disappointment. Within seconds of looking at the fire, she turned to Harry with sad eyes. 'Here it comes,' thought Harry. Surprisingly she also looked over at Seamus, too.
"I am so terribly sorry. Harry, you are going to lose many friends. Seamus, it seems your actions are going to hurt someone you love."
For once Harry took what she said to heart. She didn't say his friends would die. She just said he would lose them. He decided he would prevent this by being a better friend to Ron and Hermione.
"And what actions might those be? Can you tell me that?" asked Seamus, irritatedly.
"Oh, dear. I better not say. All I know is that terrible things are going to happen, ('Surprise, surprise,' thought Harry.) and, Seamus, you have the choice of whether or not to be the cause. Either way, someone is going to be hurt because of you." She stood up and went over to Lavendar and Parvati's table. Harry had never seen Professor Trelawney act so seriously. Usually she tells her predictions melodramatically and they never come true, except one which was completely out of the norm. Harry looked at Seamus.
"I have no idea what she is talking about," said Seamus. He scoffed and went back to staring at the fire. Harry looked at him. Seamus wasn't scrying. He was glaring. He could have been glaring off into space. The sound of thunder shook Harry from his thoughts. He looked out the window and saw an unusual amount of lightning bolts. Then Harry thought he saw a flash of green light in the clouds. For the first time since his last encounter with Voldemort, Harry's scar started to burn. He tried hard to hold back the pain. He didn't need Trelawney predicting everyone's death.
Chapter 10
"Thunder and Lightning"
The lovely atmosphere did not last for very long. The darkness started before the dawn on April nineteenth. Harry was running away from something. He could see Cho on the horizon. She stayed on the horizon, so he never got closer. Something about her made Harry want to stop, but his feelings for her kept him going. He stopped suddenly. A force kept him from moving. He tried running. It felt like something was pushing him the other direction. Then he was free to continue running and he fell forward. The ground was pulled out from underneath him and he started to fall. As he was falling he saw Cho now standing on the edge of the Earth looking down on him. She was silhouetted by the sun. The further he fell, the blacker she looked until she resembled a dementor. Harry screamed.
He opened his eyes and everything was blurry. For a second he thought he had died, but then he realized it had been a dream. He wiped off the sweat from his brow and put on his glasses. Everyone was still asleep, which told him he hadn't screamed for real. Harry was starting to wish he could drink the dreamless sleep potion every night. His dreams always meant something, so he couldn't dismiss what he just saw.
Harry slowly got dressed as the others started to wake up. They all went down to breakfast together. It was the first time that year the fifth year Gryffindors were actually acting like they were in the same house. It's like they all knew their time together would be cut short, so they should take advantage of it right now. The girls joined them not too long after they sat down.
"Ergh," said Lavendar. "Why is today such a horrid day? Not a single patch of blue in the sky."
"I know!" exclaimed Parvati. "It's so dark outside. It feels like it's dinner time already."
"Good. Does that mean we don't have to go to class?" joked Dean. Harry saw Ron give Dean a quick smile. Ron noticed Harry examining him.
"Something wrong, Harry?"
"Erm. No." Harry went back to his toast and strawberry jam.
Hermione thought something was going on with Harry. She was sitting by Ron and hadn't seen what Harry had. She went back to the original conversation. "At least we have Potions this afternoon. The weather won't make any difference to us in that gloomy classroom."
"We also have Divination this morning," said Lavendar. "The cloudy sky is surely going to block all psychic vibes."
"What psychic vibes?" Harry muttered under his breath. Parvati shot him a look.
Hermione said goobye to the other Gryffindors as she headed to Ancient Runes. Harry watched Ron and Dean very closely as they all walked to Divination. They were walking very strangely to Harry. Ron didn't walk with Dean like he had with him. Something was different. Their relationship was in some way different from Harry's and Ron's. Ron kept making awkward glances at Harry. "Would you stop it?" asked Ron, in a fed up sort of manner.
"Sorry," replied Harry. He stopped staring at him but continued to look over constantly.
He wasn't the only one being skeptical. Dean was looking at Seamus and Lavendar, who were holding hands.
"Hey, Seamus. I thought you were going out with that other girl."
Seamus gave this some thought. "I'm not committed to anyone. Can't I have friends who are girls?" Dean raised an eyebrow at him. Dean couldn't say anything to that afterall, his situation was the exact opposite.
The Divination classroom looked particularly spooky. The sudden thunder storm didn't help too much. It wasn't raining though, which was good because Harry took a seat by the open window. It was really stuffy and thick in the room. Professor Trelawney attempted to gracefully enter the room.
"Today we are going to practice fire scrying!" she said, excitedly.
"Crying? Why would we practice crying?" asked Ron.
"Scrying, Mr. Weasley. Scrying. We shall gaze into flames to see into the future!" On each table was a tiny makeshift bonfire. "Remember to keep your books at a good distance away from the fire. We don't want to destroy our learning devices!" she said in a rather high voice.
Harry stared into his fire. He looked at the bottom of it, which was green. Seamus was on the other side of the fire. "See anything?" he asked.
"I see...I see...FIRE!" Harry said, dramatically. Unfortunately this caught the attention of the professor. She sauntered over to them. She sat down, much to Harry's disappointment. Within seconds of looking at the fire, she turned to Harry with sad eyes. 'Here it comes,' thought Harry. Surprisingly she also looked over at Seamus, too.
"I am so terribly sorry. Harry, you are going to lose many friends. Seamus, it seems your actions are going to hurt someone you love."
For once Harry took what she said to heart. She didn't say his friends would die. She just said he would lose them. He decided he would prevent this by being a better friend to Ron and Hermione.
"And what actions might those be? Can you tell me that?" asked Seamus, irritatedly.
"Oh, dear. I better not say. All I know is that terrible things are going to happen, ('Surprise, surprise,' thought Harry.) and, Seamus, you have the choice of whether or not to be the cause. Either way, someone is going to be hurt because of you." She stood up and went over to Lavendar and Parvati's table. Harry had never seen Professor Trelawney act so seriously. Usually she tells her predictions melodramatically and they never come true, except one which was completely out of the norm. Harry looked at Seamus.
"I have no idea what she is talking about," said Seamus. He scoffed and went back to staring at the fire. Harry looked at him. Seamus wasn't scrying. He was glaring. He could have been glaring off into space. The sound of thunder shook Harry from his thoughts. He looked out the window and saw an unusual amount of lightning bolts. Then Harry thought he saw a flash of green light in the clouds. For the first time since his last encounter with Voldemort, Harry's scar started to burn. He tried hard to hold back the pain. He didn't need Trelawney predicting everyone's death.