Names From a Hat- Odd Harry Potter Pairings
By The Two Trumpeteers
Chapter Two – Dennis and Trelawney
Professor Trelawney sat in her heavily perfumed classroom, gazed into her crystal orb, and exhaled noisily. She did not like what she was seeing, no, not at all. How could the fates do this to her? For so many years, she had wound her own path. Now they were telling her that there had to be someone else.
She sighed again and arose from her pouf. It was time for her first lesson of the year: a double period with the third-year Gryffindors. She smiled a little bit, wondering who would be the one to die.
The vertically challenged (A/N: AHEM! ::cough, hack:: JULI ::hack, cough::) students shuffled into various armchairs and loungers around the room. Professor Trelawney mentally organized what she was going to say, and began: "Hello, third-years, and welcome to Divination. This classroom is where your lives will unveil before you, as you ascertain your worst fears, discover hidden secrets of your past, and discern your future." At this, several students shivered. She knew it didn't sound too pleasant, but the future was not always a pleasant thing, and she had decided long ago that it was best to tell students the truth.
"My name is Sybil Trelawney, and I am your Divination teacher. Now, I trust that all of you have a copy of Unfogging the Future?" Various nods and murmurs. "Excellent. This book shall be your guide throughout the year. It will help you grasp your footing in this shrouded ground, and it will help you journey through it. Now, if you would all turn to page six…."
Ruffling sounds filled the crowded room as the students followed that direction. Sybil smiled. The beginning of another year.
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"We will begin with reading the tea leaves," Professor Trelawney murmured. Dennis looked up at the teacher, a drop of sweat rolling down his neck. It made him shiver, despite the stiflingly hot room. "Everyone head towards the shelf of pink china cups, and kindly take one. Please do not break them, I'm rather attached."
Everyone motioned towards where she was gesturing and grabbed a cup. Dennis waited patiently for Trelawney to come around with the teapot. She poured a cup for him and whisked over to the next table. Dennis drank the tea quickly, as instructed, and felt rather sorry at the end; it was a good tea, and he had always somewhat liked tea time. He turned the cup over onto its saucer and waited for about a minute or so.
Picking up the cup, Dennis flipped through the book while trying to determine the shapes that were displayed.
"That's an umbrella, so that means, er, we'll have lots of rain, or that I'll have to have an extra lesson with Hagrid, although that isn't so bad…" He turned the cup to a different angle. "Now it's an upside-down umbrella!" He sniggered to himself at his little joke. Trying to pull himself together, he had a stab at verifying the next figure in the dregs of the tea. "That… Er, I think it's a, erm, poltergeist, oh no, that means I'd better watch out for Peeves… Oh, this makes no sense!"
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Professor Trelawney walked about the room, surveying the students' work.
The majority of the students were deciphering their tea leaves with gusto, but one student, small, bland-haired Dennis Creevey, was having problems with the assignment. Then, she had a strange vision, but it was too late. The school poltergeist, Peeves, chucked an upside-down umbrella through the open window of Professor Trelawney's classroom, hitting little Dennis Creevey right in the head!
"Oh, my goodness!" cried Professor Trelawney, swooping down on Dennis like the scary oversized bat that she was. "Dennis- oh dear, Dennis! Are you alright?"
Then a strange thing happened as Dennis locked eyes with his Professor. He felt… happy. And a strange sensation came over Sybil at the exact same moment. Oh, FATES! Her soul cried out joyfully. You have never failed me yet! And she planted a gentle smooch on Dennis's nose.
Dennis was so happy. My one true love, he thought happily, and seized her in a kiss. The rest of the class, rather taken aback, filed down the ladder and to lunch, even though most of them, by then, had rather lost their appetites.
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AN: Review, review, review! Hopefully positively. More fun with the thesaurus in this chapter. :D Next chapter will be up soon! NOTE: This may include slash in later chapters, because we just draw names out of a hat and there are (obviously) more boys than girls in HP. However, don't be afraid. We're straight. Merry Easter!
--Maddie and Juli, the thesaurus-loving freaks!!!
