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Part Two: Professors Gellar and Trelawny

"Expect the unexpected, it will always turn the corner."



"What a nightmare he was," James said as they left the classroom. "He hated me. McGonnagal hates me. Snape hates me, everyone hates me."

"I don't hate you," Sirius said smiling.

"I wonder what he's going to have me do for detention," James thought, as the four boys waited patiently in the hallway for Lily, Jade and Liz who came out looking surly.

"What kind of stunt was that?" Lily asked James clearly very angry.

"He was dogging us. I was just defending us."

"Oh please," she said walking past him for the next class. James ran after her with his friends in tow.

"What is the matter with you?" James asked her. She looked at him with lividness.

"How can you not know? You acted like a three year old in there. It was embarrassing."

"I wasn't acting three. He was horrible to me, Lily."

"You were disrespectful to a teacher," she yelled at him. People in the hall started to stop and watch the scene unfold.

"Only because he was disrespectful to me. Look, I got a detention for it, I don't think I need you getting in my face!"

"Someone needs to. You're acting like you're king or something!" This upset James greatly. Snape had said a similar phrase last year, but it meant nothing coming from him, but everything coming her.

"What?" he asked.

"You heard me. I don't think you were defending honor back there. I think you were trying to get everyone to laugh and think, 'oh, isn't James a crack up!' Well congratulations, it worked. Just answer me this, James, when are you going to grow up?"

"When are you going to stop acting high and mighty?" James asked angrily. Then Sirius stepped into the middle of them.

"Whoa, whoa. Stop this. What has gotten into the two of you? This is the second time in twenty four hours that you have fought. Now what is the matter?" he asked, looking at the both of them.

Lily crossed her arms and exasperated. James shook his head constantly.

"James, apologize to Lily for your behavior," Sirius said. James opened his mouth in shock.

"I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Ha! As if," Lily responded.

"What's that supposed to mean?" James asked Lily.

"What do you think it means?"

"STOP IT!" Sirius yelled. "For crying out loud, you two need to resolve this. James in all honesty you shouldn't have challenged the sub like that. And I shouldn't have either. Lily, James is getting punished for it, and he knows he was wrong, don't you James?" he asked, looking at his friend who still looked miffed.

"I guess," James said.

"So you don't need to be angry with him. Can you two shake hands, or kiss or something?"

"I want to hear him apologize, first," Lily said as James was going to her.

"What?" James asked insulted.

"Say-you're-sorry."

"I know what it means. Why don't you apologize?"

"Me? What did I do?"

"Okay, this isn't working," Sirius said. "James, just say you're sorry so we can go to class."

"But I didn't-

"James! Just say it."

James rolled his eyes and mumbled very silently so that no one heard what he said.

"Lily," he said with much reservation, "I'm sorry." Lily nodded her head approvingly.

"Thank you," she said.

"Can we go to class now?" Sirius asked, "Have we fixed this problem?" They both nodded their heads. "Thank you. We have other things to worry about like this new professor and the girl that you say really likes me."

Jade blushed furiously and looked quickly at Lily.

"So this riddle, James, what does it mean?"

"R-r-riddle?" Jade asked.

"Yeah, supposedly this chick really has a thing for me, and they won't tell me who she is. So James wrote this riddle to help me figure it out, but I looked at it all last period and I couldn't get anything out of it. Hey, do you know who she is?"

Jade felt her face go red. "Um, yeah. I know who she is." Lily smiled sympathetically at her, as did James.

"Who?" he asked.

"It's um..." Jade looked uncomfortable with this, but Sirius kept looking at her hoping that she could crack. "It's...well, she's um...It's a secret."

"Come on, Jade, you can tell me. I really want to know who she is."

"I know she's afraid that you'll just treat her like any of your other girls, and dump her in a few weeks. She's real, Sirius, she doesn't want to be treated like that." Lily, James, Remus, and Liz all smiled at her encouragingly.

Sirius looked like he didn't know what to say, for once in his life. But she was right, he thought, he never had anything real. He kept thinking about his past all the way to the Defense against the Dark Arts class.

The classroom itself was very large, with three rows of tables, two people to each. Lily made it clear that she wanted to sit next to Jade, which hurt James , but he covered it and sat with Sirius. They ended up sitting just in front of the two girls, and waited for Professor Gellar to enter. Remus and Liz sat in front of Sirius and James, and Peter and Fran sat in front of them.

James and Sirius were very silent and melancholy as they sat there thinking about their life choices. Jade hit him right in the nose, and he didn't even see it coming.

"So where is this guy?" James asked Sirius.

"I don't know. Do you think she's right?" he whispered to James.

"Well, you do kind of go through them."

Just then the door opened, and the class waited to see the new Professor from the United States. James and Sirius watched, then gasped at who they saw.

Professor Gellar was not an ugly old man. He wasn't ugly, or old, or a man for that matter. Professor Gellar was a woman, and a beautiful one at that. She walked through the door gracefully, and caught the attention of all the boys in the room. She had long shiny black hair, piercing blue eyes, fair skin, and a gorgeous face. She was wearing powder blue robes made of silk, and a blue diamond necklace around her neck.

Sirius' jaw fell when he saw her, as if she was frozen in time. James was also mesmerized by her Greek goddess like appearance.

"Good morning class," she said, in a soft voice, "I am the new teacher here, Professor Celeste Gellar. Professor Dumbledore requested that I teach this year, and I was only too happy to. I have never been in Great Britain before, this is all very new to me." She smiled brightly and when she did so did all the boys. But they all smiled the same way, which was rather goofily.

"There really is a God," Sirius said more loudly than he intended, for the entire front half of the class heard him, including the Professor.

"Excuse me?" she asked grinning. Sirius' face went red, and James, who had previously been feeling sorry for himself, forgot everything when he saw how uncomfortable Sirius now was.

Sirius stood up, and smiled at her. "I want to welcome you to Hogwarts. I was worried that Professor Chamber's replacement would be just like him. But now that's it's you, I was just thanking our Lord in heaven, because I have this feeling about people, like I know them, and I just feel that you are a very good teacher and a kind person. So..." Sirius rambled, James sniggered silently. "Anyway, I'm Sirius Black and I am eagerly awaiting our first lesson so I'm going to sit down now, and watch you- work magic, watch you work magic, I mean." Sirius sat down and covered his face as the rest of the class laughed at him. Remus turned around to talk to him, but was chuckling so severely he couldn't even throw one insult.

"So, let me take roll, then, and we'll get started," Professor Gellar said. She started calling out names, and when she hit Sirius she smiled. When she finished, she opened a envelope.

"Professor Chambers has left a note saying that you have covered the unforgivable curses and how best to try to fight them. So that leaves the primary defenses such as the full body shield which will protect you from most dark magic with exceptions of the three unforgivable ones. But the full body shield is extremely difficult and hard to come by. Only a few wizards out of one hundred can preform a good spell, the rest are just weak attempts. Never the less, I will teach you how to preform this spell because you never know when it will come in need."

It is likely that more than five sixths of the boys hadn't heard a word that she said, but never blinked when she said them. Sirius was still staring at her with very wide eyes, as if he had never seen a woman before. But whenever James wanted to take a good look, he felt himself being pinched by Lily who sat right behind him.

Lily and Jade already hated Professor Gellar, though Lily was listening to what she was saying. Jade, on the other hand, was imagining ways in which the Professor would die. After all, she seemed so close to finally getting Sirius' attention, until this Yankee showed her face.



It always seems that when you want time to slow down, it has a very stubborn habit of speeding up. At least that's what Sirius was thinking when the bell rang and they had to go to lunch. Lily, Jade and Liz, however, were only too happy to pull James, Sirius and Remus out of the class. James and Remus did their best impressions to convey gladness that the bell had rung, but Lily and Liz saw right through them. Sirius on the other hand, showed no effort to look delighted that class was over. He almost cried, actually, at the thought of leaving.

"I have never seen a more beautiful woman in my entire life," Sirius told Remus, James and Peter. Jade found this to be rather insulting and fell back behind the four boys to stay with Lily and Liz, who were also appalled by their behavior.

"So how do we knock her off?" Jade asked them.

"Jade!" Lily said surprised, though she was smiling.

"What? Don't pretend you like her. James was drooling over her just as much as the other three. I think we should poison her, personally, unless one of you knows the Avada Kedavra curse. That would be even better, you could never trace it back to us."

"Remus stopped breathing when she walked into the room. It made me sick to my stomach," Liz said.

"I'll bet you money they're all talking about her now," Jade stated. "Probably talking about her excellent proportions."

"I wonder if we just stop here, if they would even notice that we're gone," Lily said thoughtfully.

"Let's try it," Jade replied. The three of them moved out of the flow of traffic and watched the four boys proceed to the Great Hall. None of them ever turned around, not even once.

"That's insulting," Liz said, "Don't you think?" she asked Lily.

"Well, yeah. But they are just boys. We know that James and Sirius are so thick it's amazing that they can actually learn."

"Oh I couldn't believe that Sirius didn't pick up on you, Jade," Liz said.

"He is so dense," Lily said in agreement.

"Do you think he'll ever figure it out?" Jade asked.

"Eventually. But not on his own. The three stooges will have to inform him. They'll be so sick of it one of them will accidently blurt it out. But I do think he likes you. Remember what he did to Dominic in June?" Lily pointed out.

"Yeah, I know."

"So let's go have lunch and talk about it, cause we won't be talking to those goons," Lily said. They walked to the Hall and sat down at the end of the table, the boys didn't even notice them. But they all thought that the enthusiasm for her would fade as time went by, but it didn't.

They talked about her all through lunch and into Herbology.

"Sirius, you couldn't have been more shallow. She saw through you like glass," Remus said, as he popped a bulb of a very nasty plant.

"I just wish I had gotten a detention from her. Maybe I could talk to her about whatever it was we learned today. Do you guys catch that? What did she talk about?"

"Something about the three curses," Peter said.

"No, I thought she was talking about strong wizards or something," James said.

"I don't think so," Remus said.

"You have to thank the Lord for making women like that," Sirius said. Other boys in the Green house looked at Sirius and smiled, "Amen to that," they all said.

Jade, Liz and Lily all exasperated loudly.

"I'm moving to America, cause she's probably going back."

"You're never moving out of England," James said.

"Oh yes I am. Me and my motorcycle, James, me and the bike."

Jade looked angrily at Sirius, and then tried to imagine the bulbs they were popping as Professor Gellar's head.

"Would one of you be so kind as to remind me of why I like him so much," Jade said.

"We would, but we're trying to think of why we like them so much," Liz said.

"They'll get over her," Lily reassured them, "She's just a pretty face on a pretty body. We have substance. And they care about us."

"They won't even talk to us after class. James will go serve detention, then he'll come back and talk to the other three about her some more. I just wish that you can keep things in one way," Liz said.

"What do you mean?" Jade asked.

"Well, Remus just seemed so enamored with me when we first got together, and now things are a lot different. I liked it better when he actually got excited to see me."

"Yeah. Me too," Lily said thoughtfully, as she twisted the ring on her finger and looked at James.



Liz turned out to be right. None of them noticed the three girls. Sirius decided to go back to Professor Gellar's classroom and 'help her adjust to the big move.' Remus went with him for moral support. Lily had to remind James that he had to serve detention for Molesburge, and he went reluctantly.

"Ah, Mr. Potter," Molesburge said as James moped into the classroom, "I have a whole list of things for you to do."

"Oh goodie," James said sarcastically.

"First, you are to write on the board five hundred times, 'I, James Potter, will not disrespect the professor.' You will of course do that without magic. Then I have arranged for you to polish all the Head Boy and Girl plaques till they sparkle. When you finish that, you can help Mr. Filch clean the Great Hall. If you don't finish all of this tonight, you can continue tomorrow night. Is that clear."

James nodded.

"Good, here is a box of chalk. When you have run out of room, I will count the number, record it, then you will erase and begin again. You'd better get to it."

James snatched the box of chalk out of his hands and moved over to the black board and began to write. What he really wanted to do, however, was to draw pictures of Molesburge and write very nasty remarks about him. But he'd just have to settle for imagining him dangling over a lake of crocodiles instead.

At "I, James Potter, will not disrespect the professor," number 112, his hand started to cramp. Why couldn't he have been ambidextrous? Why did you have to run your mouth, you idiot? he thought. You just couldn't keep it to yourself, just had to keep digging that hole, didn't you. Way to go, dumb-ass.

Then the professor started to hum. He started to hum a truly annoying tune with no apparent pattern. James was convinced he was doing it just to irritate him and so far it was working. Gosh he would just love it if 'Moles' started to choke. Then he could go up to him and say, "I'll help you, but you have to say, 'I, Molesburge, will never dishonor you, James Potter, again,' five hundred times before he gave him the highmlick.

Then the classroom door opened, but James didn't look to see who it was, he just continued writing, his hand feeling ready to drop off.

"Professor, I was wondering if you knew where one could go to learn about anamagi." James knew that voice from anywhere, it was Snape. Why was he asking about anamagi? Did he know?

"Oh, yes, Potter," Snape said. James turned around and saw that he was grinning. "I have heard rumors about you all day long, most of them appear to be true."

James wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of an answer, so he continued writing on the black board.

"Is it true, Potter, that you fought with Lily today?" James knew that Snape was just trying to get a rise out of him, and he knew that mentioning Lily was the biggest button to hit. James didn't say anything.

"Hmmm. It would be such a.....shame, if things didn't work out in the end, wouldn't it?" Don't say anything, James, just keep writing cause you have a long way to go. "I just don't see how you can disagree with her, Potter. If I were the one with her, I would give her the world." Okay, so he's getting to you just a little. A little? Who are you kidding, James? Just stab him in the heart with an envelope opener and get him out of your life. "Of course, if I had her, I wouldn't be here, writing the same phrase 500 times, would I? No, I would be holding her in my arms and kissing her neck."

James turned around and charged him with full force knocking him to the ground.

"You stay away from her!" he yelled.

"Mr. Potter!" the professor screamed, pulling James off of Snape who was sprawled on the floor. James pulled away from him and went at Snape again, but Snape got up and backed away.

"What is the meaning of this?" Molesburge asked.

"Potter attacked me, Professor," Snape said with an evil grin.

"Snape provoked me. He was asking for it."

"What am I going to do with you?" Molesburge asked James, completely ignoring Snape who was grinning with pleasure. "First class, then you attack another student?"

"He was threatening to harm my girlfriend!" James yelled.

"I did nothing of the sort," Snape said.

"I heard him say nothing, Mr. Potter," Molesburge said.

"Are you deaf?" James asked, which was another huge mistake.

"I have had enough of your attitude. You start over, write it five hundred more times and you can add to the phrase, "and I will not attack my classmates.' Is that clear Mr. Potter?"

"But he-

"I can make it seven hundred times." James silenced and glared at Snape's smug expression. Oh what he wouldn't give to take a brick and beat him with it at this very moment. James backed up, turned around and went back to the chalk board, picked up the chalk and stated to write. He pressed the chalk really hard on the board so it made a very ugly sound.

Snape, with a book on anamagi in hand, walked down the few steps and headed for the door. James watched as he left wishing that Snape would just explode on the spot, but he didn't. Instead, Snape flipped himself around and smiled at James, then pursed his lips like a kiss. James crushed the chalk in his hand to a fine powder he was so angry.



It was seven minutes after eight when James finished writing, "I, James Potter, will not disrespect the professor or attack my classmates," 500 times on the chalkboard. He crossed his fingers that Molesburge wouldn't remember the other two parts of the detention, but he did.

"Here is the polish, and a rag. I think you know where the room is," and he sent James to it, promising that he would inspect it himself when James had finished. So he started his way to the Honorary room slowly, passing the Great Hall on the way. Some people were still having dinner, which sounded very good right now. But he couldn't go in there. Then he saw his friends, who looked a little too preoccupied to actually feel sorry for him. Sirius looked rather pleased with himself, as did Remus and Peter, who no doubt helped Professor Gellar with something or other.

"When are you going to finish?" Remus asked him.

"In about five years. He had me write over 500 times on the chalk board, and now I am on my way to polish plaques. No, just wait there's more. After that I get to spend some quality time with Filch cleaning the Great Hall. Isn't that wonderful? Oh, then Snape came in the room, and I swear I wanted to kill him. He just wanted to get me into more trouble and he did, the bastard. I don't know what irritated me more, Snape winning, or the things he said. Wait...yeah, the things he said for sure. But, that's me. What are you three up to?"

"We helped our new Professor move into her office. And we found out a lot about her," Sirius said smiling, "Like the fact that she is 20, unmarried, lived on the Florida coast, likes to swim and water ski, and played chaser for the Salem Institute. How's that for perfect?"

"You do realize that she's a teacher and you're a student, right? Things would never happen," James said.

"I can dream, can't I?"

"How are you doing with that riddle?" James asked.

"Riddle? Oh, that. I actually haven't looked at it since Celeste came into my life."

"She's not in your life, you know. She's a professor. It would never even happen, Sirius. Work on the riddle, trust me."

"Yeah, yeah. We'll see you around," Sirius said then went into the Great Hall. James started walking again, but then he ran into Lily, Jade and Liz, who looked rather upset.

"Hey," he said with a smile. They looked at him, but didn't really look happy about seeing him. "Is everything alright?" he asked.

"What do you think?" Jade asked.

"Um, I don't know, you all seem upset about something."

"But you don't know what that is?" Liz asked.

"No. Should I?"

The three of them laughed evilly and kept walking past him. James grabbed Lily's arm and held her back.

"What?" she asked. James was hurt by her tone.

"Can I talk to you for a second?"

"Don't you have detention to serve?" she asked.

"Yes, but it's detention not a prison term. Just let me talk to you for a second, alright?" Lily signaled for her friends to go on without her, and she went with James.

"Look, I feel kind of bad for ignoring you today. I just want you to know that I was being foolish, I just didn't expect...well..."

"For the new teacher to be a woman?"

"Exactly. It was shocking, and you have to admit she is pretty. But I don't think anyone's as beautiful as you are, and never will. You know that, right?"

She hated him when he did this. How can someone be such an idiot then turn around and be so charming? She fought hard to keep her face emotionless, but she really wanted to smile at him. She forgave him right away, but didn't really want to let him off the hook so easily.

"You weren't acting like it. It was like I wasn't even there," she said.

"I knew you were there, it was impossible not to know. I think you left pinch marks on my neck."

She smirked then laughed a little.

"Does this mean you don't hate me anymore? You still want to marry me?"

"Yeah," she whispered then kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her and wished he didn't have about 1,000 more hours of detention.

"Mr. Potter," it was Molesburge, he was busted.

"Just kill me," James whispered before he turned to see the irate professor standing with his arms crossed. "Yes, I know. I just ran into her, and thought she needed some consolation because her cat just died."

Lily tried to look sad to go along with the story.

"I'm on my way to the place now where all the plaques are located. Goodbye Lily. Everything's going to be fine. Fluffy is in a better place now, chasing mice to his hearts content, playing in the giant sandbox in the sky." Lily covered her face, but not to stop the tears but to keep from laughing.

James looked back at Molesburge, waved, and moved on to the Honorary room. He had never actually spent a lot of time in there, it was pretty boring, but he had forgotten how much work there was to do. James opened the door and looked inside; he felt like puking. It was a hexagonal shaped room, with high walls each of which was covered in plaques. Then it occurred to him: there was a Head Boy and Girl every year, and the school had been in existence for around 1,000 years. He was going to be here for the rest of eternity.

He walked to the right, thought is was a good enough place to start, sprayed the substance on the plaque and began to polish, and polish and polish. Usually he had Sirius to talk to but now he was totally alone, unless you want to count the two thousand previous Hogwarts student's hanging on the walls.

He was on the last wall when he looked at his watch; it was 3:50 a.m. and he still had to go to the Great Hall with Filch. He was fighting to keep his eyes open, his stomach was grumbling, and his hands were stuck in clenching positions.

"Mr. Potter," said a voice he didn't really want to hear. James looked down the ladder he was standing on and saw Professor McGonnagal. "You can come down now, James."

James walked down the ladder, a little more quickly than he wanted to, and hit the ground. She was smiling at him, which he found to be very surprising.

"You can go to bed now, you don't have to help Filch in the Great Hall. Professor Molesburge has left me a note about the on-goings of yesterday morning, and I think you have paid for the crime."

"Thank you. I'll never talk back in your class again, I promise," he said weakly. She smiled and insisted that he go to bed before he fell over. So he did, though he stumbled many times on his way to the tower.

"Password?" the Fat Lady asked.

"Quarante," James yawned, and the door swung open. He walked inside, shuffling his feet and tripped over the carpet. He looked over at the couch in front of the fire place and saw Lily lying on it. He walked over to it and sat on a small place by her waist.

He smiled and passed his hand through her hair. She stirred then smiled and held his hand in hers and opened her eyes.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"Four," he said.

"Did you just finish?"

"Yeah, sort of. McGonnagal came and rescued me. Why are you out here?"

"I was waiting up for you."

"Ah," he said playfully, "I'm going to go to sleep for a whole three hours. I might sleep till ten, who knows."

"You have Divination tomorrow, right?"

"Yep. So it's not like it's overly important."

"Don't skip class, James," she said tiredly. She sat up and leaned on his shoulders still very droopy-eyed.

"I think someone's a bit tired. Just out of curiosity, did Sirius look at that riddle anymore?"

"I don't think so. Could you carry me up stairs, please?" she asked, her eyes were closed.

James laughed a little, "Yes, dear. Come here," he reached for her and hoisted her up into his arms and proceeded to carry her up the stairs to the seventh year dormitories.

"Thank you," she said wearily. He set her down and she opened her door.

"See you in the morning," he said then kissed her.

"See you in the morning," she said.



* * * * *

"James," Sirius said, shaking his friend who was still asleep at a quarter to eight. "James, it's time to go to class, get up."

James groaned and smashed his face into his pillow. Sirius persisted.

"James, get up. We have to go to class and have Trelawny predict how I'm going to die next week. You don't want to miss that, do you?"

James nodded in his pillow.

"James, if you don't get your fat ass out of bed, I'm going to pour a bucket of ice water all over you. I'm going to count to three."

James groaned again and started to move.

"One," Sirius started, picking up the bucket.

James moved more, but didn't make any progress.

"Two," he said shaking the bucket over his head.

"Okay, okay..." James said turning over on his back, "I'm getting up." James got up, put on his robes and walked with his friends silently to Divination. They climbed the rope ladder, and walked into the heavily perfumed room. It was very warm inside, and the window's were covered with red velvet curtains, making it very dark.

"Why didn't we drop this class?" Sirius asked as he sat at the table. James didn't feel much like sitting in the hard wooden chairs, so he crashed in a poof in the back of the class. It felt good to sit there, comfortably. The perfumed air made him feel more drowsy than he already was.

"Good morning," Trelawny said in her airy tone as she emerged from the darkness. "I feel a great burden in the air."

"Here she goes," Sirius mumbled to Remus, who smiled.

"Yes, you my dear," she said to Erin Patterson, "Watch for the silent man." Erin looked at Remus quickly.

"And you," she said to Sirius.

"Any bets today, boys?" Sirius asked.

"Expect the unexpected."

"What? What do you mean by that?" Sirius asked, "It's a little vague, care to narrow it down for me?"

"I have seen you, in a different way," Trelawny said, though very solemnly.

"You mean other than six feet under and headless?" he asked. The class all laughed at this, she did not.

"No, you have a different role in the future. It is a burden to have an inner eye, I tell you. To see the future of others can be very disturbing."

"A different role? What the hell does that mean?" Sirius asked more harshly.

"I don't appreciate your tone, young sir," she said losing some of her composure.

"Well I don't appreciate you telling me that I'm going to bite the dust every lesson," he said. Remus leaned over to him.

"Are you trying to get a detention by any chance?" Remus whispered.

Sirius smiled, "Did you consult your 'inner eye' for that one?" he asked, deliberately mocking Trelawny. Remus chuckled.

"Today, my young seers," she began, taking her attention away from Sirius, "We are going to consult the solar system, please take out your charts of the heavens."

"Is it just me, or do we always do the same things in this class? Tea leaves, Crystal balls, star charts, palm readings? Are we ever going to move on?" Sirius asked.

"That's a good question. I just think we get more advanced as we progress," Remus answered.

James only heard half of the conversation that was going on in the class. He kept drifting in and out, his eyes kept wanting to close yet he kept fighting them. Then without warning his eye lids over threw him, and shut. James fell fast and deep asleep and it felt good.

"You really shouldn't doze off in my class, Mr. Potter." It was Trelawny. James opened his eyes and saw that the classroom was completely empty and very bright. All the curtains were drawn back to let the sunshine in, and the fire had been extinguished.

"Where is everyone?" he asked.

"There not here," she said. James noticed that she was talking completely normally and seemed lucid for once.

"How long was I sleeping?"

"Just a few moments." Just a few moments? That didn't make sense. "You are dreaming, James. You are still in class, and I am teaching."

"What?" this was very confusing.

She smiled pleasantly. "It is very rare that a true seer comes along, James. There is only a small part of Professor Trelawny that can see into the future, and when she does she will not remember it. I am the one who can see into your life and what's lies ahead of you. I know this sounds very strange, but it is true. I am the part of your professor that can see."

James was very confused. Maybe he inhaled some chalk dust or Snape slipped him something when he knocked him to the ground yesterday. Yeah, that had to be it. This was far too weird to be happening.

"I know you probably don't believe me. Sometimes I make true statements, but they seem so broad. For example, your friend will have a different role in the future, one he will pursue with all of his heart. But that won't be for quite a while."

"So Sirius' isn't going to die, like you keep saying he will?" He knew this was stupid to ask, because it was a very quirky dream, but he might as well go along with it.

"Sirius will die as we all do, but not for many years. Sirius will live a very long time, not all of the years will be good, but he will live long. Longer than you." The way she said that sent a chill up his spine and he hoped she would wake him up soon.

"So why am I here right now?" James asked.

"I have come to tell you something. I will give my first prediction in June, and I will give it to you."

"Why can't you tell me now?"

She smiled again, "Because you think this is all a hoax. It isn't, I promise you. It will be a heavy message, one that you will only see half of. But it will come true, and it will change the world. I will try to make it as easy to understand as possible, but sometimes it comes out rather....jumbled.

"But I need you to tell others about it, so I can have some credibility, you see."

"I still don't understand, why June?" James asked.

"It will be the last time you ever see me, James. It will leave a lasting impression on you."

James just wasn't buying it. If she was really Trelawny, then why didn't she come out and say something meaningful instead of being so vague.

"Why should I believe you?" he asked.

"The future becomes the past, does it not?" she asked, smiling at him.

"I suppose," James said.

"Alright. You had a dream last year. A dream that you told no one about but wanted to have again. A dream of Quidditch, of a team you had never seen. It was the seeker that caught your eye, was it not?"

James didn't know how she knew that, only...if he was dreaming then his own mind could come up with that. James smirked.

"So," he said.

"You'll be seeing him in a matter of years."

"I still think your phony, all inside my own imagination."

"I can't say I blame you. But here's something that will happen to you in the near future. Do you want to know that?" she asked, coming closer to him.

"Why not?" he said casually.

"You will have a terrible fight. One that will cause you much pain, but it is mostly your fault. You will put your priorities in the wrong place, and you will hurt and be hurt as a result. But let me tell you something I know you will do. Listen to your friend, Sirius. He will give you some advice that you should follow for once. Do what he says, and all will be well again."

"Oh yeah, huh? So who am I fighting with?" James asked, still smirking.

"You will see in a little while who that is."

"Okay. So if you can see into the future, what will I be doing in five years, huh?"

Trelawny frowned, and stepped back. "Watching," she said. "You will be watching."

"Watching? Watching what?" he asked.

"You will be seeing something which will break your heart, but can do nothing about. I don't want to discuss it further. But since you want to know your future, I will tell you this: you will be famous. You will be famous and beloved the world over. You will do great things, James. Your father was right. The world will forever know the name Potter, because you will give a great gift to the world, a great gift."

"What?" James asked. He was no longer smirking but staring at her, transfixed by what she had said.

She smiled yet again, "You'll see. I promise you will see. It is time for you to be going now, James. Remember what I have told you. Take Sirius advice this time, it is the one time when he will be right. I know, James, you're thinking about all that I have said. Sirius is going to be fine, he can take care of himself."

"Wait, before I go, I want to ask you-

"What will Sirius be doing in five years, so that you can tell him when he asks with great sarcasm?"

"Yes, he's not going to believe this, nor is Lily. What will she be doing?"

"Sirius, in five years will be doing many things. Worrying mostly, that the duty assigned to him isn't be carried out perfectly. He will be wishing, thinking, regretting and remembering. But mostly worrying. But like I said, he will be alright. Lily will be....watching, a little more closely than you. That is all I can say. I will see you in June, James. Good day."

James opened his eyes suddenly to find Sirius shaking him and hovering over his head.

"James," he said smiling, "you slept all through class, you lucky prat." James sat up quickly. Everyone was leaving the class, it was still dark, smelled of thick perfume and was sweltering hot; Trelawny was no where to be seen.

James got up suddenly and went for the beaded curtains that made up her office door and went inside. She was hovering over a crystal ball, looking like an insect with big eyes.

"Professor?" he said, moving some bead strings aside so that he could come in.

"Yes?" she said airily but still looking into her orb.

"What will I be doing in five years?"

She looked up at him and smiled. "I cannot reveal to you the secrets of the future."

Just as he suspected. He turned and left, joined his three friends at the bottom of the rope ladder, and walked towards the History of Magic class.

"Are you alright, James?" Sirius asked. "Because you look like a zombie."

"I just had the weirdest dream in the long history of weird dreams. And what really freaks me out is that I am actually believing it because it seemed so real."

"What was it about?" Remus asked. James told them the gist of it, and what he thought about it. When he finished, they each looked at him funny.

"So, what do you think?" he asked.

"You had to use polish for the Head Boy plaques, yes? I think you inhaled some of it," Sirius said.

"Maybe it was the perfume in the room. It always makes me feel stupid," Remus said.

"Maybe she put a funky hex on you because you fell asleep in her class again," Peter suggested.

"So you think I'm off my rocker?" he asked them, to which they all nodded.

"Yeah, I mean who are you going to have a terrible fight with other than Snape? And if you fight Snape it's not going to hurt you, unless of course you lose," Sirius said.

"That whole watching thing, it really freaked me out," James conceded.

"James, I doubt very much that it was real. Maybe in five years you go to a Quidditch match, and you bet thousands of galleons on your team and they're playing really bad. That's something that will break your heart and can do nothing about," Sirius said very meaningfully.

"I doubt that she would tell me that. But I promise never to bet for a team."

"I do like the idea of living a long time, though. It's very comforting. Did she mention who I'll be marrying?" Sirius asked, smirking.

"Probably," he started but caught himself, "nice try. Just work on that riddle."

"So, what am I going to be doing in five years?" he asked sarcastically.

"See, she knew you were going to ask that!" James yelled.

"No, you knew I was going to ask that because you have known me since the dawn of time. So what will I be doing?"

"She said you'll be worrying about your duty that isn't being preformed perfectly or something like that, and you'll be thinking, wishing, remembering and regretting."

"Everyone does that. See, I told you she's full of it. Try to forget about it, and stay away from that polishing solution."

* * * * * * *

After History of Magic and Care for Magical creatures, class was over for the day. James went up to the library, though his friends told him that he was crazy, because he wanted to see if what had happened to him wasn't outside the realm of possibilities.

"You're not going to find anything, Prongs," Sirius said to him, but James didn't listen to him.

The other three, however, went back to the common room to attempt homework.

"Right, so I am opening my transfiguration book now," Sirius said loudly so that the entire common room looked at him, but he was really reading the riddle that James had written him, and had it hidden inside the pages. "Right," Sirius said loudly again, and they all looked at him, "Transfiguration, the transforming of things into other things," he almost yelled.

"Thank you, Sirius, we had no idea!" Lily yelled back, smiling.

"Your welcome, Lily! Hey, how are you at riddles?" he asked her, as she came over and sat next to him on the sofa.

"I'm good at them. Why?"

"Help me out with the riddle James wrote, will you?" he asked.

"I really shouldn't. You should do this on your own."

"Come on, Lily. I thought you were my friend, I thought you loved me, I thought you cared." Lily laughed and brushed her hair out of her eyes.

"Sirius, I know who she is, and you know I do. I'm afraid I would totally give it away if I helped you."

"That's the point, Lily. He gave me the riddle so I could guess who it is. So help me, good friend," he whined.

Lily looked at him with a smile, "Let me see it," she said with her hand out.

"Thank you so much!" he said, putting his arm around her shoulders and giving her the riddle.

"Okay," she said, looking at it. "I come in three. Oh that's easy."

"What is it? Explain it to me."

"Well, she does come in three. Just think about it, Sirius."

"What do you think I have been doing?" Then Liz came over and sat across from them in a giant arm chair.

"What are you two doing?" she asked.

"We're trying to solve the riddle for Sirius' mystery woman. You want to help?" Lily asked.

"Sure, what's first?"

"'I come in three,'" Sirius said, "Have any ideas?" Liz and Lily smiled at each other and winked. "So are the two of you going to help me, or are you going to mess with my mind." They both laughed at the simplicity of the riddle, for they knew the answer, then Jade came over.

"What's so funny?" she asked. Liz pulled Jade over to sit in the chair next to her.

"We're helping Sirius with the riddle," she said.

"Oh are you?" she asked nervously, "How's it coming?"

"We haven't even gotten past the first line because we keep getting interrupted!" Sirius said.

"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed," Lily said, patting his hand. "Okay, so, 'I come in three.' That's the first part of it. I think it means that she might have two sisters or two friends, or two brothers or something. Don't you guys think so?" she asked them.

"Definitely," Liz said.

"She has two friends," Jade said.

"Two friends?" Sirius asked, "You sure?"

"Positive," Jade said. Sirius grinned at her, she grinned back. "What's the next part," Jade asked.

"'I play in five,' I can't get that one for the life of me. The whole riddle is bogus. 'I come in three, I play in five. In the same house I dwell. Listen to me carefully and my love will be revealed.' It doesn't make sense."

"James is a great writer," Liz said, Jade nodded in agreement.

"He's wonderful," Lily said beaming.

"Yeah, yeah cut all that mush. So back to the riddle. What does the second part mean?" The three girls looked at each other and thought. "Don't you know who this chick is?"

"Yes," Jade said, "and she doesn't like being called a chick. Maybe when she does stuff that's funny, she does it in a group of five. Don't you think, Lily?"

Lily nodded, as did Liz.

"Do you have it now, Sirius?" Lily asked him, "Can you work with that?"

"No!" Sirius said. "Is she in the same house as me? Is that what that means, 'in the same house I dwell' she's a Gryffindor?"

"Yes," Jade said, "she's a Gryffindor." They all looked at each other for a while, hoping that Sirius would put it all together, but he didn't.

"My head hurts," Sirius said. Then James came back in, looking very thoughtful. He had three large books in his hands, and his nose was all crinkled up. He didn't notice the four of them seated near the fire place.

"How's the dream interpretation going?" Sirius asked. James turned to see them all sitting comfortably, then shrugged.

"Lousy. I think you're right. Too much polishing solution. So what are you all up to?" he asked, looking at them.

"Trying to crack the riddle that you wrote, you nutcase," Sirius said.

James smiled. "It's really not that hard, you know."

"Nothings hard when you already know the answer, like you all! So we established that she's in Gryffindor, has two other friends, but four when she wants to get a laugh."

"And you still haven't put it all together?" James asked. "How thick can you be? And why," James said, frowning suddenly, "is your arm around my girlfriend?"

Sirius looked at it, then took it back. "She said she'd help me with the riddle and I got a little excited. I didn't mean anything by it. Remember, I think she's ugly."

"Hey!" she said, moving away from him.

"Don't worry," he said in a loud whisper so James could hear him, "I'm just faking him out so he doesn't know that I was the one you ran away with."

"Okay," she said back.

"Stop now," James said smiling at them. "I think I'm gonna go to bed early. I have killer headache and hardly slept because you woke me up," he said, pointing at Sirius.

"You were the one who couldn't keep your mouth shut in class, James," Lily said.

"I was defending my honor. I hated that guy, I am so glad he's gone. So I'm going up." Sirius got up from the couch and followed him up the stairs.

"I need to ask you something," Sirius said.

"What?" James asked as he opened the seventh year dorm door and went inside.

"It's about the riddle."

"Have you got the answer? Because I will tell you if you're right."

"You will, huh. Is it...?" he shook his head, "No, it can't be."

"Who, Sirius. Just take a stab at it."

"It isn't....Jade is it?" James looked at him and smiled.

"Bingo," James said. But Sirius had an expression that wasn't quite what James had expected.