Let me make this clear…. Don't read this author's note if you haven't read the 5th book, or if you don't care that I will spoil the ending. This is for Sirius! (The beginning of the chapter…) By the way, this chapter sucks... in my view point. Have fun...
*Also, yet another author's note is at the bottom, but it does not concern the 5th book.
JKR may be an awesome author, but I don't know if I'm too interested in reading any more of the Harry Potter books. Why? She killed Sirius. There was no proper explanation of what the archway he fell through was, or why there was no chance of him returning. NONE. The portrayal of James pissed me off, I wanted to bitch slap Dumbledore, well, most of the Order of the Phoenix. How could they not tell him? (Harry.) How? Seriously. Well I'm sure JKR enjoyed the fact, or would enjoy the fact that, as a stupid sap I am, I cried at Sirius death, it is a damn good thing she doesn't leave an address for fan-mail, or in my case, Howlers. She didn't explain anything! What was the flipping archway? Hm? I find the plot in this book hard to follow. Half of the actions of the characters in this book, once examined and compared to the other books, seem way off balance. I've read all the books, except for obviously the 5th, 16 times. Call me obsessed, but there you have it. Anyway, comment in reviews, if you're even bothering to read.
Story~
Jacy sat quietly on the window seat, her hands cupping the small swell of her tummy. Sirius was walking towards the castle in the pouring rain. She smiled a bit. Sirius had only wanted to protect the baby when he'd interfered with her lesson plan. He disappeared from her view as he made his way up the castle steps. She was so lucky. Very lucky. They mightn't be together at all had last year's battle gone differently. He was okay though, and so was she.
Jacy rubbed her tummy, wondering what their child would look like. A little boy, just like Sirius with her eyes? Oh… and he'd be just as mischievous as his father, getting into trouble and the like.
Sirius entered the room, stripping off his sopping wet cloak. "Hey luv."
Jacy stood, smiling as she walked over to him. "Hey yourself."
Sirius threw his cloak on a chair, and instead of scolding him like normal, Jacy eased her arms around his neck. "I love you."
He lifted an eyebrow. "Oh? That's news… I don't think I have ever heard you say that before… but wait! Does that mean I haven't told
you I love you as well?" His arms slid around her waist.
She kissed him, just below the jaw, feeling his 5 o'clock shadow beneath her lips. "Nope, never." She snuggled into his arms.
He dipped down to look her in the eye. "Are you okay luv?"
She looked up at him. "I was just thinking about the battle. I realized how lucky I am."
Sirius nodded. "We both are." He studied her purple eyes before leaning down and kissing her lips, barely brushing his mouth over
hers. She went to her tip toes and he pulled back a bit. Not enough to break the kiss, but maintaining his teasing. His lips teased over hers and his tongue traced them.
'Sirius…" She sighed, leaning further into him.
He just smiled a bit, lifting her and carrying her to the bed, where he sat down, her in his lap. He nibbled her lips, then parted them. She opened her mouth and his tongue mated with her as his hand tangled in her hair.
Finally the kiss ended and she lay against his chest on the bed. After a while she spoke. "What do you think our baby's going to be like?"
Sirius chuckled, his hand cupping her tummy. "Oh… A pretty little girl with her mother's eyes… a fondness for pranking Snape…" He trailed off.
"Oh you! Severus is nice. You should get to know him." She cupped his hand in hers, intertwining their fingers.
"Luv, I'm sorry. I've been trying but you're going to have to face the fact that I am never going to like him." He squeezed her fingers.
"I know… but you are NOT to teach our baby about pranking."
Sirius smiled. "I'll think about it." He yelped as she smacked him.
"I love you." She broke down laughing.
"I love you too."
*********Fade to black***********
Jamie sat quietly in Dumbledore's office as she waited for Remus it was the first time in 11 years she'd be doing magic with a wand. A loaner of course. She hadn't made it to Ollivander's yet for a new one.
Remus strolled into the room and Jamie relaxed. He clamed her for some reason. At the same time he made her restless. She didn't understand. "Hey."
"Jamie." He nodded as he came towards her. "Are you ready?"
"I don't think I ever will be." She said, her lips quirking wryly.
"Aw… You'll get the hang of it." He set a case on the desk. "We're going to start with charms."
"Oh." She wriggled in her seat.
He set two feathers on the desk. "This is a simple levitation charm. Quite simple." He set his own wand on the desk. "Put you wand on the desk please."
"Why?" Jamie looked at it.
"It might think you're trying to cast the charm. Now, repeat after me." He wrote the charm on the blackboard. "Wingardium Leviosa."
"Wingardium Leviosa." she repeated dutifully.
"Good. Now the wand movements are quite important. After me. Swish and flick." He swished and flicked his wand.
"Uh…" Jamie tried to repeat the motions but her wrist wouldn't cooperate. "Dang it."
Remus chuckled a bit. "Like this." He demonstrated again.
"I'll try…" She sighed. Flick and well, whatever it was, it certainly wasn't a swish. Wrong order to begin with. She frowned.
"Here." Remus leaned over her, taking her hand and guiding it. "Swish and flick." He lead her through the motions several times.
His touch seemed hot and she could feel his breath on her neck. She could even smell him. It was musky and natural. You couldn't get that smell out of a bottle. She shivered a bit.
"Okay, now you." His golden eyes twinkled down at her, oblivious to her discomfort as he stood back.
"Swish… and flick." She concentrated, biting her lip as her wand went through the motions perfectly.
"Great." Remus grinned.
"Now we'll actually cast it. Wingardium Leviousa." He swished and flicked his wand at the feather which flew gently into the air.
"Cool!" Jamie stood. She'd seen magic before of course, but it seemed amazing anyway. And they expected her to be able to do this like a proper witch? With a wand?
'I suppose. Your turn." He let the feather fall to the desk and stepped back.
"My… my turn? But I…" She stuttered.
"Go ahead."
Jamie took a deep breath. "Wingardium Leviousa. The feather exploded, sparks flying, whisps of smoke rising into the air. She glared. The wand felt wrong to her. "Damn thing." She looked at Remus who had raised an eyebrow while he stiffled a smile. "Sorry."
She tried again and this time the feather merely rolled over even though her motions and her pronunciation had been perfect. "What the heck?"
Remus was puzzled himself. "Why don't you try again."
Jamie was sick of the wand. "Fine." She tossed the wand to the side and raised an nonchalant eyebrow at the feather which obliged her silent command by floating lightly into the air, swirling as it went.
Remus mouth dropped. "What'd you just do?"
"I told the stupid thing I was sick and tired of the fucking wand, I was out of patience and to get it's freaking self into the air." She said calmly.
"But… you didn't have a wand." He frowned.
Jamie waved a hand. "I cook like this in the kitchen. It's easier when you don't have to leave something on the stove to go and grab something in the pantry."
Remus sat down in a chair, looking confused. "I think we're going to be talking to the Headmaster… but can we test this a bit?"
"Uh… sure?" She plopped back into her chair. "How?"
Remus grabbed a piece of paper and threw it into the previously empty fireplace. "Set that on fire."
Fire? She hadn't attempted that before. She bit her lip and stared at it. 'Burn' she thought. It smoked briefly before the edges browned and began to curl. Flames became visable and they danced happily over it.
Remus leaned forward. "Put it out."
Jamie chewed her lip some more. 'Extinguish-' she didn't get to finish the thought before the flames simply disapeared. "Wow."
"I'll say." Remus stared at her. "Can you return it to like it was before you burned it?"
"I can try…" Jamie was amazed that she was even able to these things. Simple summoning charms were all she ever used. She furrowed her brow. 'restore the paper'. The ash gathered and it looked almost as if someone had pressed rewind on a VCR. Soon the paper was laying in the fireplace.
"We need to tell Dumbledore. I've never heard of anything like this." Remus stood. "Coming?"
"Yeah." Jamie stared at the paper, then followed him.
************
Aidan yawned. Divination had to be the most boring class ever. History of magic you at least could learned something. This was, to be frank, bull shit.
Trelawny floated eerily about the room. "Now, I'm want you to break into groups of two. There will be one group of three as Mr. Snape has joined us. Today we are going to be reading auras. As you learned in your reading assignment, there are several different types." She looked around. "Can anyone tell me what the colors are?"
Lavender raised her hand, doing a rather good impression of Hermione. "Yes Lavender?"
Lavender preened. "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, violet, purple, pink, gold, white, gray, brown, and black."
"Excellent. Now I want you to take turns reading your partner." She floated up to her desk and lit another stick of incense.
Aidan chocked. That shit was gross.
"Please keep track of your readings and hand them in at the end of class." She continued. "You may begin."
Aidan shook his head. Stupid ditz. He had begun looking about the room for a group to join when she spoke again.
"And refer to page 368 and 369 in your text books."
She seemed finished and Aidan stood. Ron and Harry saw him and waved him over. Great. He had a group.
He grabbed his stuff and moved over to their table, snagging and extra chair. "¿Qué pasa?"
Ron and Harry looked at him as if he was nuts. "Huh?"
Aidan rolled his eyes. "What's up?"
"Oh… nothing but this lame assignment." Harry began flipping to the proper pages in his book. "So why isn't Ray taking this class?"
"She's taking Arithmacy… she already has a major in divination. I'm going for a double." Aidan pulled the ball towards him. "So… who wants to be read?"
"You're volunteering to go first?" Ron gaped.
Aidan shrugged. "Why not? Auras are easy. The Tarot is worse."
"You're nuts." Ron shook his head.
"Yeah. Be careful or Trelawny'll think you actually like Divination." Harry smiled.
"I do." Aidan looked at Ron. "I'll read you. Your Aura is stronger than Harry's."
Ron and Harry looked at each other. Ron shrugged. "O…kay."
Aidan grinned, shifting in his seat as he closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them. He studied Ron for a bit, but not looking at him directly. After about sixty seconds he nodded. "Okay." He grabbed a piece of parchment and his quill and began to write.
"Er… Aidan? Aren't you going to use the book?" Ron questioned.
"Nah. It's easy enough." Aidan leaned over the paper, continuing to write.
Lavender looked over and saw Aidan writing without a book in front of him. She raised her hand.
"Yes Lavender?" Trelawny drifted over.
"I think Aidan is passing notes." She pointed.
Hearing his name, Aidan looked up. "Huh?"
Trelawny floated over. "What are you doing?"
Aidan raised a brow. "I just finished reading Ron and I was writing it down…"
Trelawny made a 'yeah right' face. "Without your book? Let me see."
Aidan handed her the parchment, a scowl on his face.
"I read notes aloud in this class." She turned, facing the rest of the class and began. "Ron's aura is a muddy yellow, suggesting excessive thinking, feelings of being deprived of recognition and being dogmatic. He has a shading of pink that suggest immaturity and the black around his heart indicates…" She trailed off. He hadn't been able to finish his notes before she had taken it. She looked stunned. "You did this with out your book?"
Aidan sneered. "That would be why you felt the need to take it from me, thinking it was a note to someone."
Trelawny blushed. "And what does the black over his heart indicate?"
"It indicates that he's protecting it and gives his love carefully." He said as if talking to a child. "May we finish the assignment?"
She nodded, handing back the paper before floating away.
Ron gaped. "How'd you know that stuff?"
"At my other school auras are first year stuff. Easy. Your's is easy, very bright." Aidan smirked. "Hey, I've been meaning to ask you, why are Fred and George here? Aren't they a bit old?"
Ron nodded. "They got in an accident last year… after the battle and didn't get to finish the year, so they're back."
"Ah… So Harry… Your turn. You can read me." Aidan turned to Harry.
"But… I…" Harry pushed his glasses up his nose. "Okay." He stared just past Aidan and jumped when he saw a glowing out line around him. "What was that?!"
"What?" Aidan raised an eyebrow.
"There was a glowing out…. Line-y thing around you." Harry tilted his head, trying to see it again.
Aidan laughed. "You've never seen an aura before huh? Well… you just saw mine. Now try again and pay attention to the colors and where they are."
Harry nodded and studied the 'glowy outline-y thing'. Aidan's aura was a reddish purple with a ruby red around his pelvis area. Harry blinked and looked directly at Aidan. "Okay, Your aura is a reddish purple…" He looked in the book. "Which means you have great passion, strength of will, and a need for greater individual effort." And you have a really bright red around your pelvis which means…" Harry blushed. "You have great sexual energy."
Aidan laughed.
Ron looked puzzled. "I don't get how you're doing this… I've been staring at Harry and I haven't seen anything."
Aidan smiled. "It's easy. Look at Harry." He paused while Ron did so. "Now look beyond him. Give it a second then remember what you're seeing, but don't look right at Him… just beyond him."
Ron nodded and gaped when he saw it, but followed Aidan's directions. "Wow."
Aidan focused on Harry's aura, tilting his head. "Harry, has anyone ever hurt you?"
"Why?" Harry furrowed his brow.
"Your aura is green… but it looks bruised. With Black." Aidan looked at him sadly. "Who hurt you?"
Harry shook his head. "It doesn't matter. It's in the past."
Aidan nodded. "'Kay."
Ron began to write it down, omitting the black part and adding a red area around Harry's pelvis. "She aught to believe that. We're teenage boys."
They laughed, but Aidan was a bit sad for Harry. The bell rang and they stood.
"Mr. Snape… Please stay after." Trelawny called faintly.
"Oh… bad luck… We'll wait outside… lunch is next." Ron looked at him with sympathy.
"Yeah." Said Harry.
"Nah… don't worry about it. I'll meet you at the table… just save me a seat." Aidan turned back into the classroom.
"Mr. Snape… I have to ask. Where did you learn to read auras?" Trelawy sipped tea from an extremely ugly pink teacup.
Aidan shrugged. "It was first year stuff at my school."
"Ah. Well, I'd appreciate it if you help Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter. They try hard the poor dears, but just don't have the talent you do." She looked at him with a small smile like, 'You're my new favorite student and you're such a sweetheart.'
Aidan gagged. "Sure… um… I gotta run… lunch."
"Go ahead." Trelawny waved a hand.
Aidan eased out the door. "No wonder Sev hates her," He muttered.
"No wonder Sev hates who?" Ray popped up from her spot on the floor.
"Merlin Ray! You scared the hell out of me!" Aidan shook his head, adjusting his backpack on his shoulder.
She laughed. "So who does Sev hate? Treeyard?"
Aidan laughed. "Trelawny, and the woman knows nothing about Divination. I don't know why the hell she's allowed to teach."
"Ah… well guess what?" Ray skipped ahead.
"What?" Aidan kept a slow easy pace.
"We have flying lessons next!" Ray was practically jumping up and down.
"Uh huh… well, right now we have lunch, and quite frankly, I'm hungry, so scoot." Aidan shoved her gently towards the great hall.
Ray laughed and they entered together.
"Fred is so nice… he even listened to my ideas…" Ray trailed off. "How'd you meet him anyway?"
"Ran into him in the hall… He offered me a canary cream, which thanks to my loving sister, I've learned to recognize." Aidan plopped down next to Harry and Ron.
"What'd Trelawny want?" Ron asked, his mouth half full.
"I'm supposed to help you poor dears, who try so hard but can't get it." Aidan laughed.
Ray bit her lip. "I'm going to skip on over to Slytherin…"
They didn't even blink. "Kay."
Shaking her head, she sat down next to the girl Aidan had fallen on. "Hey."
Blaise turned. "Hello… Ray right?"
Ray nodded. "Yup." She glanced over at her twin, frowning a bit, then grabbed an apple.
Blaise saw and said, "Gryffs tend to ignore us Slytherins… we used to provoke them… or Draco and his goons anyway."
Ray shook her head. "He's my brother."
"Well, his new friends are Gryffs… It'd be different if they were… I don't know." Blaise blushed. "I'm coming off as a house snob and I'm not… I just state things as I see them."
Ray rolled her eyes. "I understand… but look… no offense, I just don't feel like taking…"
Blaise looked a bit hurt, but nodded. "Sure." She bit her lip and turned away, pushing her food around on her plate.
Ray felt like a bitch. Shaking her head she looked around for Jamie. Nope. Her sis wasn't in the great hall. She sighed and stood. "Sorry Blaise."
Shaking her head, she left the hall.
A/N : Lily Skylo,
Thank you very much for your reviews. 3 out of my 7 reviews are from you. They make me feel good and make me want to write this story. I did try to e-mail you, but my computer would let me. Sorry.
*Also, yet another author's note is at the bottom, but it does not concern the 5th book.
JKR may be an awesome author, but I don't know if I'm too interested in reading any more of the Harry Potter books. Why? She killed Sirius. There was no proper explanation of what the archway he fell through was, or why there was no chance of him returning. NONE. The portrayal of James pissed me off, I wanted to bitch slap Dumbledore, well, most of the Order of the Phoenix. How could they not tell him? (Harry.) How? Seriously. Well I'm sure JKR enjoyed the fact, or would enjoy the fact that, as a stupid sap I am, I cried at Sirius death, it is a damn good thing she doesn't leave an address for fan-mail, or in my case, Howlers. She didn't explain anything! What was the flipping archway? Hm? I find the plot in this book hard to follow. Half of the actions of the characters in this book, once examined and compared to the other books, seem way off balance. I've read all the books, except for obviously the 5th, 16 times. Call me obsessed, but there you have it. Anyway, comment in reviews, if you're even bothering to read.
Story~
Jacy sat quietly on the window seat, her hands cupping the small swell of her tummy. Sirius was walking towards the castle in the pouring rain. She smiled a bit. Sirius had only wanted to protect the baby when he'd interfered with her lesson plan. He disappeared from her view as he made his way up the castle steps. She was so lucky. Very lucky. They mightn't be together at all had last year's battle gone differently. He was okay though, and so was she.
Jacy rubbed her tummy, wondering what their child would look like. A little boy, just like Sirius with her eyes? Oh… and he'd be just as mischievous as his father, getting into trouble and the like.
Sirius entered the room, stripping off his sopping wet cloak. "Hey luv."
Jacy stood, smiling as she walked over to him. "Hey yourself."
Sirius threw his cloak on a chair, and instead of scolding him like normal, Jacy eased her arms around his neck. "I love you."
He lifted an eyebrow. "Oh? That's news… I don't think I have ever heard you say that before… but wait! Does that mean I haven't told
you I love you as well?" His arms slid around her waist.
She kissed him, just below the jaw, feeling his 5 o'clock shadow beneath her lips. "Nope, never." She snuggled into his arms.
He dipped down to look her in the eye. "Are you okay luv?"
She looked up at him. "I was just thinking about the battle. I realized how lucky I am."
Sirius nodded. "We both are." He studied her purple eyes before leaning down and kissing her lips, barely brushing his mouth over
hers. She went to her tip toes and he pulled back a bit. Not enough to break the kiss, but maintaining his teasing. His lips teased over hers and his tongue traced them.
'Sirius…" She sighed, leaning further into him.
He just smiled a bit, lifting her and carrying her to the bed, where he sat down, her in his lap. He nibbled her lips, then parted them. She opened her mouth and his tongue mated with her as his hand tangled in her hair.
Finally the kiss ended and she lay against his chest on the bed. After a while she spoke. "What do you think our baby's going to be like?"
Sirius chuckled, his hand cupping her tummy. "Oh… A pretty little girl with her mother's eyes… a fondness for pranking Snape…" He trailed off.
"Oh you! Severus is nice. You should get to know him." She cupped his hand in hers, intertwining their fingers.
"Luv, I'm sorry. I've been trying but you're going to have to face the fact that I am never going to like him." He squeezed her fingers.
"I know… but you are NOT to teach our baby about pranking."
Sirius smiled. "I'll think about it." He yelped as she smacked him.
"I love you." She broke down laughing.
"I love you too."
*********Fade to black***********
Jamie sat quietly in Dumbledore's office as she waited for Remus it was the first time in 11 years she'd be doing magic with a wand. A loaner of course. She hadn't made it to Ollivander's yet for a new one.
Remus strolled into the room and Jamie relaxed. He clamed her for some reason. At the same time he made her restless. She didn't understand. "Hey."
"Jamie." He nodded as he came towards her. "Are you ready?"
"I don't think I ever will be." She said, her lips quirking wryly.
"Aw… You'll get the hang of it." He set a case on the desk. "We're going to start with charms."
"Oh." She wriggled in her seat.
He set two feathers on the desk. "This is a simple levitation charm. Quite simple." He set his own wand on the desk. "Put you wand on the desk please."
"Why?" Jamie looked at it.
"It might think you're trying to cast the charm. Now, repeat after me." He wrote the charm on the blackboard. "Wingardium Leviosa."
"Wingardium Leviosa." she repeated dutifully.
"Good. Now the wand movements are quite important. After me. Swish and flick." He swished and flicked his wand.
"Uh…" Jamie tried to repeat the motions but her wrist wouldn't cooperate. "Dang it."
Remus chuckled a bit. "Like this." He demonstrated again.
"I'll try…" She sighed. Flick and well, whatever it was, it certainly wasn't a swish. Wrong order to begin with. She frowned.
"Here." Remus leaned over her, taking her hand and guiding it. "Swish and flick." He lead her through the motions several times.
His touch seemed hot and she could feel his breath on her neck. She could even smell him. It was musky and natural. You couldn't get that smell out of a bottle. She shivered a bit.
"Okay, now you." His golden eyes twinkled down at her, oblivious to her discomfort as he stood back.
"Swish… and flick." She concentrated, biting her lip as her wand went through the motions perfectly.
"Great." Remus grinned.
"Now we'll actually cast it. Wingardium Leviousa." He swished and flicked his wand at the feather which flew gently into the air.
"Cool!" Jamie stood. She'd seen magic before of course, but it seemed amazing anyway. And they expected her to be able to do this like a proper witch? With a wand?
'I suppose. Your turn." He let the feather fall to the desk and stepped back.
"My… my turn? But I…" She stuttered.
"Go ahead."
Jamie took a deep breath. "Wingardium Leviousa. The feather exploded, sparks flying, whisps of smoke rising into the air. She glared. The wand felt wrong to her. "Damn thing." She looked at Remus who had raised an eyebrow while he stiffled a smile. "Sorry."
She tried again and this time the feather merely rolled over even though her motions and her pronunciation had been perfect. "What the heck?"
Remus was puzzled himself. "Why don't you try again."
Jamie was sick of the wand. "Fine." She tossed the wand to the side and raised an nonchalant eyebrow at the feather which obliged her silent command by floating lightly into the air, swirling as it went.
Remus mouth dropped. "What'd you just do?"
"I told the stupid thing I was sick and tired of the fucking wand, I was out of patience and to get it's freaking self into the air." She said calmly.
"But… you didn't have a wand." He frowned.
Jamie waved a hand. "I cook like this in the kitchen. It's easier when you don't have to leave something on the stove to go and grab something in the pantry."
Remus sat down in a chair, looking confused. "I think we're going to be talking to the Headmaster… but can we test this a bit?"
"Uh… sure?" She plopped back into her chair. "How?"
Remus grabbed a piece of paper and threw it into the previously empty fireplace. "Set that on fire."
Fire? She hadn't attempted that before. She bit her lip and stared at it. 'Burn' she thought. It smoked briefly before the edges browned and began to curl. Flames became visable and they danced happily over it.
Remus leaned forward. "Put it out."
Jamie chewed her lip some more. 'Extinguish-' she didn't get to finish the thought before the flames simply disapeared. "Wow."
"I'll say." Remus stared at her. "Can you return it to like it was before you burned it?"
"I can try…" Jamie was amazed that she was even able to these things. Simple summoning charms were all she ever used. She furrowed her brow. 'restore the paper'. The ash gathered and it looked almost as if someone had pressed rewind on a VCR. Soon the paper was laying in the fireplace.
"We need to tell Dumbledore. I've never heard of anything like this." Remus stood. "Coming?"
"Yeah." Jamie stared at the paper, then followed him.
************
Aidan yawned. Divination had to be the most boring class ever. History of magic you at least could learned something. This was, to be frank, bull shit.
Trelawny floated eerily about the room. "Now, I'm want you to break into groups of two. There will be one group of three as Mr. Snape has joined us. Today we are going to be reading auras. As you learned in your reading assignment, there are several different types." She looked around. "Can anyone tell me what the colors are?"
Lavender raised her hand, doing a rather good impression of Hermione. "Yes Lavender?"
Lavender preened. "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, violet, purple, pink, gold, white, gray, brown, and black."
"Excellent. Now I want you to take turns reading your partner." She floated up to her desk and lit another stick of incense.
Aidan chocked. That shit was gross.
"Please keep track of your readings and hand them in at the end of class." She continued. "You may begin."
Aidan shook his head. Stupid ditz. He had begun looking about the room for a group to join when she spoke again.
"And refer to page 368 and 369 in your text books."
She seemed finished and Aidan stood. Ron and Harry saw him and waved him over. Great. He had a group.
He grabbed his stuff and moved over to their table, snagging and extra chair. "¿Qué pasa?"
Ron and Harry looked at him as if he was nuts. "Huh?"
Aidan rolled his eyes. "What's up?"
"Oh… nothing but this lame assignment." Harry began flipping to the proper pages in his book. "So why isn't Ray taking this class?"
"She's taking Arithmacy… she already has a major in divination. I'm going for a double." Aidan pulled the ball towards him. "So… who wants to be read?"
"You're volunteering to go first?" Ron gaped.
Aidan shrugged. "Why not? Auras are easy. The Tarot is worse."
"You're nuts." Ron shook his head.
"Yeah. Be careful or Trelawny'll think you actually like Divination." Harry smiled.
"I do." Aidan looked at Ron. "I'll read you. Your Aura is stronger than Harry's."
Ron and Harry looked at each other. Ron shrugged. "O…kay."
Aidan grinned, shifting in his seat as he closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them. He studied Ron for a bit, but not looking at him directly. After about sixty seconds he nodded. "Okay." He grabbed a piece of parchment and his quill and began to write.
"Er… Aidan? Aren't you going to use the book?" Ron questioned.
"Nah. It's easy enough." Aidan leaned over the paper, continuing to write.
Lavender looked over and saw Aidan writing without a book in front of him. She raised her hand.
"Yes Lavender?" Trelawny drifted over.
"I think Aidan is passing notes." She pointed.
Hearing his name, Aidan looked up. "Huh?"
Trelawny floated over. "What are you doing?"
Aidan raised a brow. "I just finished reading Ron and I was writing it down…"
Trelawny made a 'yeah right' face. "Without your book? Let me see."
Aidan handed her the parchment, a scowl on his face.
"I read notes aloud in this class." She turned, facing the rest of the class and began. "Ron's aura is a muddy yellow, suggesting excessive thinking, feelings of being deprived of recognition and being dogmatic. He has a shading of pink that suggest immaturity and the black around his heart indicates…" She trailed off. He hadn't been able to finish his notes before she had taken it. She looked stunned. "You did this with out your book?"
Aidan sneered. "That would be why you felt the need to take it from me, thinking it was a note to someone."
Trelawny blushed. "And what does the black over his heart indicate?"
"It indicates that he's protecting it and gives his love carefully." He said as if talking to a child. "May we finish the assignment?"
She nodded, handing back the paper before floating away.
Ron gaped. "How'd you know that stuff?"
"At my other school auras are first year stuff. Easy. Your's is easy, very bright." Aidan smirked. "Hey, I've been meaning to ask you, why are Fred and George here? Aren't they a bit old?"
Ron nodded. "They got in an accident last year… after the battle and didn't get to finish the year, so they're back."
"Ah… So Harry… Your turn. You can read me." Aidan turned to Harry.
"But… I…" Harry pushed his glasses up his nose. "Okay." He stared just past Aidan and jumped when he saw a glowing out line around him. "What was that?!"
"What?" Aidan raised an eyebrow.
"There was a glowing out…. Line-y thing around you." Harry tilted his head, trying to see it again.
Aidan laughed. "You've never seen an aura before huh? Well… you just saw mine. Now try again and pay attention to the colors and where they are."
Harry nodded and studied the 'glowy outline-y thing'. Aidan's aura was a reddish purple with a ruby red around his pelvis area. Harry blinked and looked directly at Aidan. "Okay, Your aura is a reddish purple…" He looked in the book. "Which means you have great passion, strength of will, and a need for greater individual effort." And you have a really bright red around your pelvis which means…" Harry blushed. "You have great sexual energy."
Aidan laughed.
Ron looked puzzled. "I don't get how you're doing this… I've been staring at Harry and I haven't seen anything."
Aidan smiled. "It's easy. Look at Harry." He paused while Ron did so. "Now look beyond him. Give it a second then remember what you're seeing, but don't look right at Him… just beyond him."
Ron nodded and gaped when he saw it, but followed Aidan's directions. "Wow."
Aidan focused on Harry's aura, tilting his head. "Harry, has anyone ever hurt you?"
"Why?" Harry furrowed his brow.
"Your aura is green… but it looks bruised. With Black." Aidan looked at him sadly. "Who hurt you?"
Harry shook his head. "It doesn't matter. It's in the past."
Aidan nodded. "'Kay."
Ron began to write it down, omitting the black part and adding a red area around Harry's pelvis. "She aught to believe that. We're teenage boys."
They laughed, but Aidan was a bit sad for Harry. The bell rang and they stood.
"Mr. Snape… Please stay after." Trelawny called faintly.
"Oh… bad luck… We'll wait outside… lunch is next." Ron looked at him with sympathy.
"Yeah." Said Harry.
"Nah… don't worry about it. I'll meet you at the table… just save me a seat." Aidan turned back into the classroom.
"Mr. Snape… I have to ask. Where did you learn to read auras?" Trelawy sipped tea from an extremely ugly pink teacup.
Aidan shrugged. "It was first year stuff at my school."
"Ah. Well, I'd appreciate it if you help Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter. They try hard the poor dears, but just don't have the talent you do." She looked at him with a small smile like, 'You're my new favorite student and you're such a sweetheart.'
Aidan gagged. "Sure… um… I gotta run… lunch."
"Go ahead." Trelawny waved a hand.
Aidan eased out the door. "No wonder Sev hates her," He muttered.
"No wonder Sev hates who?" Ray popped up from her spot on the floor.
"Merlin Ray! You scared the hell out of me!" Aidan shook his head, adjusting his backpack on his shoulder.
She laughed. "So who does Sev hate? Treeyard?"
Aidan laughed. "Trelawny, and the woman knows nothing about Divination. I don't know why the hell she's allowed to teach."
"Ah… well guess what?" Ray skipped ahead.
"What?" Aidan kept a slow easy pace.
"We have flying lessons next!" Ray was practically jumping up and down.
"Uh huh… well, right now we have lunch, and quite frankly, I'm hungry, so scoot." Aidan shoved her gently towards the great hall.
Ray laughed and they entered together.
"Fred is so nice… he even listened to my ideas…" Ray trailed off. "How'd you meet him anyway?"
"Ran into him in the hall… He offered me a canary cream, which thanks to my loving sister, I've learned to recognize." Aidan plopped down next to Harry and Ron.
"What'd Trelawny want?" Ron asked, his mouth half full.
"I'm supposed to help you poor dears, who try so hard but can't get it." Aidan laughed.
Ray bit her lip. "I'm going to skip on over to Slytherin…"
They didn't even blink. "Kay."
Shaking her head, she sat down next to the girl Aidan had fallen on. "Hey."
Blaise turned. "Hello… Ray right?"
Ray nodded. "Yup." She glanced over at her twin, frowning a bit, then grabbed an apple.
Blaise saw and said, "Gryffs tend to ignore us Slytherins… we used to provoke them… or Draco and his goons anyway."
Ray shook her head. "He's my brother."
"Well, his new friends are Gryffs… It'd be different if they were… I don't know." Blaise blushed. "I'm coming off as a house snob and I'm not… I just state things as I see them."
Ray rolled her eyes. "I understand… but look… no offense, I just don't feel like taking…"
Blaise looked a bit hurt, but nodded. "Sure." She bit her lip and turned away, pushing her food around on her plate.
Ray felt like a bitch. Shaking her head she looked around for Jamie. Nope. Her sis wasn't in the great hall. She sighed and stood. "Sorry Blaise."
Shaking her head, she left the hall.
A/N : Lily Skylo,
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