The Promise-20-mostly Hermione
A Little Divination Never Hurt Anybody
"Lavender?" Harry nodded. "She's actually very good. Much better then that old cook Trelawney. She's given me three readings and hasn't predicted my death yet. Plus so far all her readings came true." Hermione muttered something that sounded like 'rubbish' and Harry smiled. "You know Hermione, you should get a reading." Hermione turned and gave him a look as if asking 'are you completely insane?' Harry snickered. "A little divination never hurt anybody. Besides, you can't hang around me all night anyway. I have a class." Hermione looked dubiously at him. "Class? Who has a class after dinner?" Harry smiled, "Advanced potions for the 6th and 7th years who had gotten more then 9 O.W.Ls" "But," Hermione began looking down the staff table where the were sitting and eating to see the very own Severus Snape, "Snape is back." Harry nodded. "Yes, but this is my very own potions class. I became something of a potions master when we were separated, I'm a natural, it was just the stress of the teacher. During Auror training I trained with Potions masters from around the world and they honed my skills. When I first came to Hogwarts to teach I happened to stumble across Snape while he was teaching a class. He was talking about the Gaelic potion leáigh tine which when taken, lets you walk through fire. Very useful to wizards who are muggle Fire fighters. He got the pronunciation and date made wrong, so, after class of course, I went in and talked to him. Well, he told Dumbledore and he asked me where I learned that and when I told him he gave me this job along with my normal one and substitute of Snape's classes." Harry smiled at her shocked expression and took a bite of his shepherds pie.
After dinner Hermione excused herself from Harry and Ron saying she was going to go to her room. When she reached the double doors someone calling her name stopped her. Lavender was coming toward her. Hey Hermione. Come on, "She grabbed Hermione's wrist, "I haven't seen you in 7 years." And she pulled her to the one place she did not want to go. The Divination Tower.
The tower looked extremely different the it had in her third year. The air was fresh and cool, it was well it and in only a few places was there an incense burner which wasn't being used at the moment. All the chairs were either silver or indigo blue. "Different from your last visit here right?" Hermione nodded, "Well, although I hate to admit it, Trelawney was a fake. The first time I tried to do a REAL reading in this room I was so clouded I had to throw open the window and stick my head out! So I decided to open the windows and let it air our for a few days. I changed the coloring and lighting. I only light a fire when it's cold and the only incense I use is Jasmine which helps open the inner eye." Hermione still looked skeptical. "Why Silver and Indigo?" she asked sitting in a particularly comfortable silver chair. Lavender replayed as if it was common knowledge. "Colors of Psychic power."
After about a half an hour of chatting and gossiping (in which Hermione found out Harry hadn't dated seriously since her) Lavender finally brought up the idea of a reading. And after much persuasion Hermione agreed however reluctantly.
"OK Hermione, you need to relax. Concentrate. All right." Lavender flipped 3 cards from the Tarot deck Hermione had shuffled and cut. "I see a betrayal of someone unexpected, a lost love rekindled, Harry no doubt," Lavender smirked when she noticed the color on Hermione's cheeks. "and A death of a loved one. And don't go thinking that it's Harry, because it's not that kind of love. Someone you deeply care for but don't feel attraction for." Hermione began to laugh. "No one's gonna die. But I'm kinda worried about that betrayal. Can you give me any information on it?" Lavender smiled, "See, I told you you'd get interested in my reading." She took the card and placed it in front of her face up. Then proceeded to place a lit silver candle on top of it. She stared into the flame whispering something. It seemed like hours to Hermione but it was only a matter of minutes that Lavender looked up and said. "Well, I got a name. Only problem is it's not the person who is betraying you. He is, however, involved in some way. The name I got is Tom."
~¬~Harry and Ron P.O.V.~¬~
"Ha! I see Lavender whisked Hermione off to try to get her to have a reading." Ron and Harry were just walking out of the Hall. Harry looked at his watch. Well, Ron do you think you can entertain yourself for a while. I have an Advanced Potions class to teach." Ron nodded and Harry walked toward the dungeons.
~¬~Hermione P.O.V.~¬~
"Tom? Are you sure? Can you give me a last name?" Lavender shook here head. For some reason last names get blocked. I can get you an initial though." Hermione nodded and Lavender stared into the flame again. This time it took longer. But soon Lavender looked up and said "R."
"Oh Shit."
~¬~Harry~¬~
"Now we all know that the Polyjuice potion is Dangerous. But why is that so? Miss Gareth?" Harry's Advanced potions class we coming along very well. They were in the middle of a lecture on the Polyjuice potion, a subject he knew first hand of the dangers. He had called on an extremely shy but exceptionally bright 16 year old Brenda Gareth. "Well, Professor Potter, Many things could go wrong during the transformation. The drinker could transfer halfway and then be stuck like that for the rest of their life, or they could be turned inside out which is a result of adding too many lacewings." "Wonderful," replied Harry, "5 points to Ravenclaw. Now Mr. Nordac, what must you NOT try to change into and why?" Logan Nordac, a 7th year Gryffindor, was the trouble maker in the class, hell in the school. He was compared to George and Fred Weasley {A/N has any of you ever noticed that it's always 'Fred and George' I wonder why?}, but was exceptionally bright as well, earning 13 O.W.L.s, just 2 short from the 15 O.W.L. record set by Hermione. "Well," Logan began, "you should never use Animal hair. It will turn you into a Human-Whatever animal and take several weeks for you to change back." Harry smiled at the memory. "Good, 5 points to Gryffindor as well. I personally know of a case of a young lady that accidentally used a cat hair thinking it to be human. Not pretty." Just then there was a knock on the door. "Yes?" Harry answered and Hermione opened the door. "Ah, Speak of the Devil." Hermione looked at him oddly before clearing her throat. "Professor Potter, may I speak to you a moment?" Harry nodded and then turned to his class. "Look in your books and read the chapter on Polyjuice potions. I want a 6 inch essay on the uses of it." Hermione thought curiously for a moment and then realized what 'Speak of the Devil meant. "Potter you didn't." Harry smirked and led her to his office.
"What's wrong Mione? Why the interruption? Couldn't it wait till after class?" Hermione shook her head. "I just came back from a reading with Lavender. She gave me 3 different predictions. The first one was a betrayal of trust from someone unexpected, the second one's not important, and the third was a Death. When I asked her to indulge into the first one she saw the name 'Tom' The when I asked her for a last name all she could get was "R." That's not who the betrayer is, but he is involved." Harry looked at her with wide eyes. "Shit. Tom Riddle, Voldemort."
Whew. 2 chapters in 2 days. I think that's a record for me. he he he he.
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"Lavender?" Harry nodded. "She's actually very good. Much better then that old cook Trelawney. She's given me three readings and hasn't predicted my death yet. Plus so far all her readings came true." Hermione muttered something that sounded like 'rubbish' and Harry smiled. "You know Hermione, you should get a reading." Hermione turned and gave him a look as if asking 'are you completely insane?' Harry snickered. "A little divination never hurt anybody. Besides, you can't hang around me all night anyway. I have a class." Hermione looked dubiously at him. "Class? Who has a class after dinner?" Harry smiled, "Advanced potions for the 6th and 7th years who had gotten more then 9 O.W.Ls" "But," Hermione began looking down the staff table where the were sitting and eating to see the very own Severus Snape, "Snape is back." Harry nodded. "Yes, but this is my very own potions class. I became something of a potions master when we were separated, I'm a natural, it was just the stress of the teacher. During Auror training I trained with Potions masters from around the world and they honed my skills. When I first came to Hogwarts to teach I happened to stumble across Snape while he was teaching a class. He was talking about the Gaelic potion leáigh tine which when taken, lets you walk through fire. Very useful to wizards who are muggle Fire fighters. He got the pronunciation and date made wrong, so, after class of course, I went in and talked to him. Well, he told Dumbledore and he asked me where I learned that and when I told him he gave me this job along with my normal one and substitute of Snape's classes." Harry smiled at her shocked expression and took a bite of his shepherds pie.
After dinner Hermione excused herself from Harry and Ron saying she was going to go to her room. When she reached the double doors someone calling her name stopped her. Lavender was coming toward her. Hey Hermione. Come on, "She grabbed Hermione's wrist, "I haven't seen you in 7 years." And she pulled her to the one place she did not want to go. The Divination Tower.
The tower looked extremely different the it had in her third year. The air was fresh and cool, it was well it and in only a few places was there an incense burner which wasn't being used at the moment. All the chairs were either silver or indigo blue. "Different from your last visit here right?" Hermione nodded, "Well, although I hate to admit it, Trelawney was a fake. The first time I tried to do a REAL reading in this room I was so clouded I had to throw open the window and stick my head out! So I decided to open the windows and let it air our for a few days. I changed the coloring and lighting. I only light a fire when it's cold and the only incense I use is Jasmine which helps open the inner eye." Hermione still looked skeptical. "Why Silver and Indigo?" she asked sitting in a particularly comfortable silver chair. Lavender replayed as if it was common knowledge. "Colors of Psychic power."
After about a half an hour of chatting and gossiping (in which Hermione found out Harry hadn't dated seriously since her) Lavender finally brought up the idea of a reading. And after much persuasion Hermione agreed however reluctantly.
"OK Hermione, you need to relax. Concentrate. All right." Lavender flipped 3 cards from the Tarot deck Hermione had shuffled and cut. "I see a betrayal of someone unexpected, a lost love rekindled, Harry no doubt," Lavender smirked when she noticed the color on Hermione's cheeks. "and A death of a loved one. And don't go thinking that it's Harry, because it's not that kind of love. Someone you deeply care for but don't feel attraction for." Hermione began to laugh. "No one's gonna die. But I'm kinda worried about that betrayal. Can you give me any information on it?" Lavender smiled, "See, I told you you'd get interested in my reading." She took the card and placed it in front of her face up. Then proceeded to place a lit silver candle on top of it. She stared into the flame whispering something. It seemed like hours to Hermione but it was only a matter of minutes that Lavender looked up and said. "Well, I got a name. Only problem is it's not the person who is betraying you. He is, however, involved in some way. The name I got is Tom."
~¬~Harry and Ron P.O.V.~¬~
"Ha! I see Lavender whisked Hermione off to try to get her to have a reading." Ron and Harry were just walking out of the Hall. Harry looked at his watch. Well, Ron do you think you can entertain yourself for a while. I have an Advanced Potions class to teach." Ron nodded and Harry walked toward the dungeons.
~¬~Hermione P.O.V.~¬~
"Tom? Are you sure? Can you give me a last name?" Lavender shook here head. For some reason last names get blocked. I can get you an initial though." Hermione nodded and Lavender stared into the flame again. This time it took longer. But soon Lavender looked up and said "R."
"Oh Shit."
~¬~Harry~¬~
"Now we all know that the Polyjuice potion is Dangerous. But why is that so? Miss Gareth?" Harry's Advanced potions class we coming along very well. They were in the middle of a lecture on the Polyjuice potion, a subject he knew first hand of the dangers. He had called on an extremely shy but exceptionally bright 16 year old Brenda Gareth. "Well, Professor Potter, Many things could go wrong during the transformation. The drinker could transfer halfway and then be stuck like that for the rest of their life, or they could be turned inside out which is a result of adding too many lacewings." "Wonderful," replied Harry, "5 points to Ravenclaw. Now Mr. Nordac, what must you NOT try to change into and why?" Logan Nordac, a 7th year Gryffindor, was the trouble maker in the class, hell in the school. He was compared to George and Fred Weasley {A/N has any of you ever noticed that it's always 'Fred and George' I wonder why?}, but was exceptionally bright as well, earning 13 O.W.L.s, just 2 short from the 15 O.W.L. record set by Hermione. "Well," Logan began, "you should never use Animal hair. It will turn you into a Human-Whatever animal and take several weeks for you to change back." Harry smiled at the memory. "Good, 5 points to Gryffindor as well. I personally know of a case of a young lady that accidentally used a cat hair thinking it to be human. Not pretty." Just then there was a knock on the door. "Yes?" Harry answered and Hermione opened the door. "Ah, Speak of the Devil." Hermione looked at him oddly before clearing her throat. "Professor Potter, may I speak to you a moment?" Harry nodded and then turned to his class. "Look in your books and read the chapter on Polyjuice potions. I want a 6 inch essay on the uses of it." Hermione thought curiously for a moment and then realized what 'Speak of the Devil meant. "Potter you didn't." Harry smirked and led her to his office.
"What's wrong Mione? Why the interruption? Couldn't it wait till after class?" Hermione shook her head. "I just came back from a reading with Lavender. She gave me 3 different predictions. The first one was a betrayal of trust from someone unexpected, the second one's not important, and the third was a Death. When I asked her to indulge into the first one she saw the name 'Tom' The when I asked her for a last name all she could get was "R." That's not who the betrayer is, but he is involved." Harry looked at her with wide eyes. "Shit. Tom Riddle, Voldemort."
Whew. 2 chapters in 2 days. I think that's a record for me. he he he he.
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