Disclaimer: Characters, Places, Names, Profiles, except "Maria 'Maudie' Danielle T. Felix", belong to Ms. J.K. Rowling. The title and 99.9% of the dialogues, however, belong to the author.

Ginny is in her 5th year, while Ron, Harry, Hermione, and the rest are in their 6th. If new names would come up, I'll be stating their years/houses, so don't worry. You won't be lost, cause know how it goes.

The Predictive

When times change from red to black and black to red, some people will have to prove themselves before they deserve to be trusted; even if it means spoiling their friendship and bruising the hearts of whom they love. # D/G # R&R :D #

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Chapter 1 The Gathering of Gods Somewhere in Diagon Alley

"Oh-my-god." exclaimed a girl in a Prussian blue coat. "Did you see that?"

"Saw what?" her bronze-haired companion said absently while scanning, and probably absorbing, every page of her Witch Weekly's 'Finest Hair Styles' edition.

"Her, I mean."

"Who? What abo.. OH. That one with black hair?"

"Stop pointing, Terry!!"

Terry Boot has been a friend to Lisa Turpin ever since her second year at Hogwarts. She had had an obsession over other girls' locks, ever since she lost most of hers when she accidentally blew up a potion in her 2nd Year. She refused Madame Pomfrey's hair-growing medication, and decided to leave her hair as it is, still believing it would grow naturally.

"It's not like she's going to see me pointing at her, Lisa. Look at her hair, it's all mussed up. I bet she couldn't see a thing with her hair all on her face. I'm actually surprised she could walk around Diagon Alley without knocking everyone that blocks her way." Before Lisa could change the topic, Terry had already started probing. And this, is what she hates mostly about her friend. "She's.. horrible."

"No, I think it looks fine on her." Lisa disagreed. "At least she doesn't wear her hair hitched up."

"Ex-cuse-me!" Terry blasted her magazine on the table, causing their glasses of bubbling lemon juice to shake. "The reason I wear ponies is because they fit me. I don't have to brandish my hair like she does. And I also happen to have my own style; you know that. Everyone knows that." She looked around for the black-haired girl, and continued when she didn't detect her. "Whatever her style is, well, it sure sucks."

" No. You're just jealous because yours is as greasy as Snape's when it's all draping down."

"Are you insulting me?" There was a sudden change in Terry's face. "Is that what a friend does?"

"Actually I'm insulting Snape."

"Well why don't you go straight to that old self-claimed noble potions teacher and tell him how bad he's been at growing his hair? Why the hell do I have to hear all this?!"

"Like I said, your hair is like his." Lisa insulted once more.

"That's it! Have a nice day, Lisa." Terry pushed herself up and got ready to leave.

"Knock it off Ter, I was just playing." Lisa stood up to grab her friend's arm. When Terry turned, she continued.

"It's getting a bit chilly in here, don't you think? Jokes never fail to warm cold moments."

There was an agreeing look on Terry.

"But you should've seen your face a while ago. Twas all scarlet.."

"Who wouldn't turn red? That wasn't funny. Don't ever compare my hair to that old.." Terry grasped for words. "..humanoid of some sort. And please forget that girl. It's not like she has the most beautiful hair you've seen. Her hair's just.. black.. that's it."

"And yours isn't." Lisa said naturally.

"Okay okay, Stop it! Who is she anyway?!"

To their surprise, a scanty voice came from their back. They turned, and saw who it was.

"Maudie's my name," She stood up. The two Ravenclaws moved a step back. "that's if you really want to know."

There was a moment of silence between Ter and Lisa. They exchanged glances, asking with their eyes the same question.

"How did you get there?" Terry spoke with fear. She knew she had said something to provoke the girl to whack her head off. "Oh.. I mean.. we.. hi."


"Hi." Maudie hated the fact that she heard every single word about her. Not now, play nicely [ A/N: Regards to Lucius Malfoy, got that from HP:CoS. \m/ ], she thought. So she easily shook the idea away, and just extended her lips to a smile "Are you from around Hogwarts, too?" She changed the topic.

"Y-yeah." Lisa replied patting on her cloak where the Ravenclaw insignia was placed. "Ravenclaw house. And you?"

"I'm a transferee. New around here as well." Maudie sprang her gaze to the pile of books on the table. "I expect you've shopped for your books and stuff?"

"Yes, f'course, we're done with them."

"Okay." Maudie joined her hands. "Good, I guess I'll see you on September."

"By the way, are you 6th graders?" Maudie attached.

"Uh, yes. it's 6th 'year' actually." Lisa answered quickly. Terry stood still, motionless.

"Ah. Sorry, just the same. I'm in 6th grade..year, also." Maudie found nothing else to say so she bid them good-bye.

"Hey wait!" Terry seized Maudie by the arm, unconcerned of how hard she had gripped on it. Terry only loosened up when Maudie mouthed an 'ow!' briskly.

"Yeah?" Maudie rubbed her arm up and down.

"How.. long.. have you been.." Terry said with a little gasp. "standing there.. listening? You heard.. I mean.. heard nothing right. No offense."

"Well," Nicely.. "I just heard a great deal about a Snape and, and how your hair matches her or him. Is there's something special about that?"

"Oh, if you think I'm eavesdropping.. I wasn't. You guys were just a little loud." Maudie added.

"Loud? Well, yeah, right. Nothing special, really." Lisa approved.

Terry couldn't decided if she'd asked or not, but then, "But no offense in what I said about you, it's just my opinion."

Now's the time, play real careful, real nice. You know you're good at this..

"Don't mind, I understand. I get comments like that a lot."

Maudie stepped up, closer to the girls, making sure no one but them could hear. She faced Terry first. "You know you're pal's right. You don't have to wear ponies to shun your hair from messing up. Why don't you put a spell on it?"

Terry, hypersensitive again, started on a humble tone. "I thought about that, but I had to take in considerations. People would gossip about my using of magic for vanity. And I don't like getting contemptuous remarks like that, you know."

"Oh is that it?" Maudie tucked her hair behind her ear, and moved even closer. Her face having the same expression she had moments ago, still calm and gentle. "And you know what else I think? I think you should be more careful in voicing your harmful comments if you hate getting same."

At that minute, Terry looked pallid. She was breathing hard, losing all her patience. Lisa scented another fight; she had to get themselves out of here. She looked around, finding a way to escape under the gloomy clouds.

"Terry, we, we still have to grab some books." Lisa passed midway Maudie, gripping the dreadful-looking Terry by her cloak, to get the books resting on the table. "If you'll excuse us.."

"You know.." She watched the girls struggle to put their books in their arms. Lisa stopped with her job and looked and patiently waited for what Maudie was going to say. Maudie hesitated at first, but then continued.. "do be a little cautious in your potions class. The class you have with the greasy-haired teacher, right?"

It was Lisa's turn of fury "Why would I be careful? I'm not that dumb to spill my potions over me. And I know better than causing chaos in my class." Lisa lied, and went back to her books.

"Okay, if you say so." Maudie continued watching the girls purposefully. Apparently, she saw something - or someone - closing in behind the girls. Two tall figures, both in black, seemed to walk to them. She could hardly see the figures' faces with the roughly dark skies. Then, after seconds, they were almost standing behind the 2 Ravenclaws. She saw better now. The taller figure, the oily-haired odd-looking man probably at his forties, was looking intently at the Ravenclaws. Ew, this must be Snape. I thought she was a girl. Maudie skipped her look at the other figure. The smaller, kind of bleached figure, looked kinda young, probably in the same age as hers, but certainly taller than the usual. He wasn't looking at the Ravenclaws. He was looking at something behind the windows of Flourish and Blotts. Maudie followed the path where the pale boy was looking, and found herself staring at a young, expressionless girl.

Well, she wasn't sure the pale boy was looking at the same thing. But something told Maudie that the girl was looking at the boy. She could care less.

How red. The girl in the window flipped her red locks and looked sideways. She looked outside again, but this time she wasn't looking at him anymore.

Maudie looked away to the taller man, then to the smaller one beside him. Why the hell is he staring at me now? Maudie wasn't at all comfortable with his look. She broke his eyes and turned to the Ravenclaws.

"Perhaps you also know better than gossiping out loud. Other ears might be.. listening."

Maudie put an accent on her last word, then looked up at the taller man who was now smirking.

Meanwhile, the Ravenclaws, having no idea what the hell Maudie was saying, held their books to their chest, and simply turned their heads around and up. Only to see a smirking Snape looking intently at them. The girls tried to open their mouths for words, but Snape put his hands on the two girls' shoulders, which somehow made the girls' mouths lock

again, making them shiver at the touch of his hands.

"Why, the cloudy afternoon's best for a little chit-chat," the man had a deep voice, "but in your case, it's best for 'gossiping'."

He raised a brow, then turned his head to the boy beside him, "How we'd pay for times like this, won't we, Draco?"

You couldn't be..

"Certainly." he replied, brandishing the same smirk. "But pardon me, Sev- I mean Professor, but I have an important business at Flourish and Blotts. Maybe we'll chat some other time." Without even waiting for a reply, the boy walked to the opposite side of the

street, and entered the crowded store.

I didn't expect to meet him this early..

"Yes-sir-good.. afternoon. sor-sorry." Maudie heard Lisa utter.

"Professor Snape sorry to.." and then Terry followed.

"Better watch it Turpin and Boot." The man's face turned from horrible, to formidable, but still horrible at that. "You don't want me taking points from you - that would be a bad, bad start. Could you imagine losing points when school hasn't even started? Your housemates wouldn't like that, would they?"

The man, who was Snape, removed his hands from the girls', and gave them and Maudie a last look. And then he left.

The Ravenclaws looked at the Snape's back furiously.

"Oh. So that was Snape. I actually thought she was a girl." Maudie said, covering her mouth, stopping it from laughing. "So, good luck on your first potions class."

The skies went even darker. After a while, droplets of water came running down. Maudie passed between the girls, avoiding her head from the rain with her bare hands.

"Bitch," Terry said under her breath.

Lisa and Terry ran to the side for cover, but the latter was still raving mad.

"bitch, didn't even ask for our names."

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Author's Notes.

I have a question,, does it rain in Diagon Alley? Anyhoo..I used Lisa Turpin and Terry Boot, both in the opening scene (I picked their names at random), well, it's kind of obvious isn't it? I've finished chapters 2 and 3 but they wont be out until the first week of February. First, I'd have to hear comments from the readers to know what they think about, whether I should or should not continue writing this stuff. Second, I have my quarterly exams coming up, and after that is my prom (too early!!). So I doubt I could stay in front of my pc for hours during those periods.

R&R if you please. And leave your emails if you want to be noticed when the next chapters turn up. If there's anything you want, I'm glad to help, as long as it's D/G-concerned (jk..). (ifearfear@graphic-designer.com)