Author's Notes:
I have boofy hair! **pout** and I miss Sarah and I need the ability to send her these things! Damn, why can't my Internet just work? It's pretty late, so if this is incoherent and weird, blame the time! Always blame the time!
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Chapter 6- a crystal ball
When Harry's alarm woke him the next morning it was earlier than normal and Harry was just about to roll over and get another half an hour's sleep when he remembered why he'd set it earlier in the first place: Draco! He climbed out of bed and got his shower stuff so that he could get into the shower before Mr. 'I-Take-5-hours-to-get-ready-in-the-morning' Harry laughed to himself, and Draco called him gay.
After he finished his long and luxurious shower he pulled on his uniform and robes and walked out of is wing, hoping to catch breakfast in the Great Hall for once.
He walked into the great hall and ran across to sit with Hermione and Ron at the Gryffindor table.
"Hey guys!" he said cheerily, helping himself to a huge plate of food.
"Morning Harry!" said Hermione, looking up from her book.
"Morbig awy" mumbled Ron through a mouthful of food, harry laughed at his disgusting best friend and Hermione moved away slightly.
He began to eat away while Hermione talked to him about various subjects, none of which he paid much attention to.
After they finished breakfast Harry and Ron walked up to the North tower where they had Divination and said goodbye to Hermione.
When they reached the North Tower they could already smell the perfumed smoke before they went in. taking a deep breath of fresh air they went into the stuffy classroom and almost immediately felt drowsy.
They sat down at their usual round table and struggled to keep their eyes open as professor Trelawney explained their task for that day. They had been working on advanced Tea-leave reading for the last week and would have their last lesson on that today. They settled down and drank their tea then turned them over to read the leaves.
Harry and Ron looked at the soggy shapes and thought of all sorts of different idea of things that the shapes could represent.
"Hey harry, look this looks a bit like a snail," said Ron doubtfully, flipping through his book to find snail.
Harry just laughed, "Why bother looking, Ron? It isn't going to mean anything, you know this is all rubbish!" Ron laughed back and neither boy saw Professor Trelawney behind them as she overheard them dismiss her work as rubbish. She blinked away a tear and then focused herself on the girls that wanted to learn.
Professor Trelawney overheard the boys bagging her class the whole lesson and by the time the lesson was over she was very upset and angry. Harry and Ron were so glad to get out of the classroom that they packed up with lightening speed. But when they were getting ready to leave professor Trelawney asked Harry to stay behind.
Harry nodded at Ron who sighed and left his best friend to face the batty divination teacher.
Harry sighed and sat back down while his teacher put away the teacups.
"Mr. Potter, why do you take Divination?" she asked, waking Harry from his day dreaming, Harry looked startled for a second and then tried to think of the right answer.
"Uh, because I think it is very interesting," he began but Professor Trelawney interrupted him.
"You shouldn't lie in front of a Seer, I know when people are lying!" she said, almost sneering, Harry gulped audibly and she continued.
"I know that you think my work is rubbish and I'm here to prove to you that this is not true. I saw this day coming and I hope you are as prepared for this as I am," she said, getting out her crystal ball.
"Look into my crystal ball Mr. Potter and tell me what you see," she said, placing the glass ball on the table in front of Harry.
Harry sighed and stared at the ball, seeing nothing but his own reflection.
"Concentrate but don't block your mind, relax but focus," said Professor Trelawney in her usual mystical voice.
Harry closed his eyes and sighed then he opened them again and stared back into the ball, trying to look through it instead of into it like they'd been taught.
He tried to breath deeply as he looked down into the ball, willing himself to see something so that he would be let out of the stuffy classroom.
He gazed deeper into the ball and then noticed that he couldn't see his reflection in it anymore, now the ball seemed to be cloudy and denser.
He tried to focus on the swirling cloud inside the ball and soon he could make out figures deep in the fog.
He inhaled deeply as he saw the figures take the shape of himself and Draco, sitting on their couch together, laughing like friends.
"You see it don't you? I always knew that one-day you would, if you focused more in my classes and didn't cloud your inner-eye with cynicism then you would do well. I don't see the life of a prophet or a Seer in your future, but I believe that you are more observant than most. If you didn't dismiss my work as nonsense, and concentrated further then your perceptive inner- eye could work to your advantage." Said professor Trelawney, breaking his concentration. When he looked back into the ball the figures were gone and all he could see was his reflection again.
"You may go now, but think about what I said." Finished his teacher, picking up the crystal ball and putting it away.
"Yeah, okay." Harry stammered, feeling quite shaken, he walked out of the classroom and nearly ran into Ron who was waiting for him.
"You alright mate? You look a bit peaky," said Ron as they walked away from the north tower, "What did the old fraud want?"
Harry looked dazed for a second and then stammered, "Oh, she was just telling me off for not concentrating, told me to tell you that we have to pay more attention and try harder next class." He answered and finished with an unsteady laugh. He wasn't quite ready to tell Ron what had really happened until he understood it himself.
"Alright, we better hurry up or we'll be late for charms." Said Ron, looking sideways at Harry as if he didn't quite believe him.
They made it to charms just before Professor Flitwick began to take attendance and they quickly slipped into seats next to Hermione before he noticed.
Harry's mind was not on his work as he tried to complete a simple summoning charm, their class today being revision. He was struggling to complete the charm that he had perfected years ago.
"Harry? What's wrong? You're great at doing this charm!" asked Hermione; her concern was obvious.
"My mind's on other things," was all he muttered as he finally got the spell right.
Hermione looked at Ron but he just shrugged and continued to practice his charms.
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After classes that day Harry was glad to get back to his and Draco's wing where he could think about what he had seen in the crystal ball. He sat down on the couch with a can of coke and tried to make sense of what he'd seen.
All he'd seen was he and Draco sitting together laughing, but they were laughing so amicably, it wasn't normal.
'Maybe Draco and I are destined for a sort of friendship,' he thought to himself as the blonde boy walked in.
As Draco slammed down his books Harry was woken from his thoughts and he turned to look at the boy.
"Do you think this is going to work Draco?" he asked, getting up to get himself another can of coke.
"Do I think what is going to work?" asked Draco, rolling his eyes.
"This?" said Harry, "Do you want a coke?" he asked and Draco nodded, he opened the fridge and heard the familiar 'ping' as a note appeared on the fridge door.
He handed the can to Draco and then pulled the piece of paper off the fridge.
"Do you want me to read it out loud?" he asked, and Draco just nodded, looking only vaguely interested.
Harry began to read: "Harry and Draco, I am impressed by the reports I am getting about your behavior around one another and so I have another task for you that if successful will award you each with 15 points." Harry paused and read on in his head and then checked that Draco understood.
"Well, what is the task? Hurry up." he said sitting on the bench and trying to read over Harry's shoulder. Harry spun around so he couldn't see and then continued.
"The task will asses your ability to work together on a project and full points will only be awarded if you work on this together and consult each other on every decision and evenly share the work. In conjunction with this task, you will be awarded one point for every class that you pair up together in for partner work from tomorrow onwards. The task that I would like you to work on is to hold a dinner party. I am giving you until Saturday to organise, with Saturday morning and afternoon to go to Hogsmeade to buy anything you need.
The food will be prepared by the house elves but you must decide on a menu and give it to them on Saturday morning to give them adequate time to prepare. You are allowed 3 guests each and a dining table will be set up in your living area which you can decorate it in anyway you wish. You have a budget of 10 galleons to spend, after that you must use your own money. Invitations must be sent out by Friday, including those of which that will be sent to Professor McGonagall, professor Snape and myself. I look forward to an enjoyable evening, Professor Dumbledore." Harry finished reading and looked at Draco for a reaction.
"Joy of joys!" sneered the blonde; "I have to spend an evening with you and your little friends and 3 teachers!"
"Yeah well I'm not overjoyed about it either Draco, but we better get to work since we only have a few days." Said harry, summoning a piece of parchment and a quill and sitting down on the couch.
"Fine!" said Draco grumpily as he sat down, then he suddenly perked up and took control, "We need to work on the invitations first," he said, taking the piece of parchment off Harry and writing down names. "You'll be inviting Granger and Weasley I presume?" he asked.
Harry nodded, "Yes and Ginny too I think." He said, grinning at Draco's obvious enthusiasm.
Draco wrote them down and then he added Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson and Derek Baxter as his guests.
"Okay now every good dinner party has a theme," Draco began, and then after noticing Harry's obvious amusement he explained himself. "My mother often threw dinner parties when I was younger and taught me how to throw a good party and be a good host," he explained.
"Now, shall we have some sort of theme? Or at least a dress code or a level or formality?" he asked, looking at Harry who looked stunned.
"Um, well I don't know about a theme, but we could just have it as neat casual, no robes type thing," he said uncertainly, watching Draco's face for a reaction.
Draco looked surprisingly pleased with Harry's answer, "I was thinking along the same lines. Although I don't know what I will wear and judging by the state of your clothes I don't know what you will wear so we'll have to go shopping for something to wear. And on the invitations we'll just put neat casual as the dress and the time as about 6 o'clock on Saturday?" he asked, jotting down this on his notes.
"Yeah, six sounds fine." Said harry, pleased with the way their conversation was going.
"Right, so what sort of food do you want to serve? We'll go for three courses, with perhaps a soup for an entrée and then," Draco paused and looked at Harry for suggestions.
"Um, how about roast chicken and roast vegetables, and then lemon meringue pie for desert?" he suggested, his mouth almost watering at the thought.
"I like the chicken idea, but why don't we have something more extravagant for desert like chocolate soufflé?" suggested Draco, trying to look superior.
"No!" said Harry getting excited, "We should have crème brulee!"
Draco smiled, "perfect!" he wrote it down on his parchment and then they spent the rest of the night discussing decorations and what they would spend their money on.
As the night drew on they both grew drowsy and they said goodnight and went their separate ways to bed.
Harry lay in bed thinking over his evening with Draco and what he had seen in the crystal ball, soon his thoughts twisted into one of the weirdest dreams he had ever dreamt.
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A/n: well, I think this was shit! But I had to get these ideas through, I think I mutilated them though! Oh well, everyone should remember that Sarah is beautiful and we love her!
{Remember kiddies, chocolate is evil and Billy is sexy. Goodnight – Sarah Ramblings}
I have boofy hair! **pout** and I miss Sarah and I need the ability to send her these things! Damn, why can't my Internet just work? It's pretty late, so if this is incoherent and weird, blame the time! Always blame the time!
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Chapter 6- a crystal ball
When Harry's alarm woke him the next morning it was earlier than normal and Harry was just about to roll over and get another half an hour's sleep when he remembered why he'd set it earlier in the first place: Draco! He climbed out of bed and got his shower stuff so that he could get into the shower before Mr. 'I-Take-5-hours-to-get-ready-in-the-morning' Harry laughed to himself, and Draco called him gay.
After he finished his long and luxurious shower he pulled on his uniform and robes and walked out of is wing, hoping to catch breakfast in the Great Hall for once.
He walked into the great hall and ran across to sit with Hermione and Ron at the Gryffindor table.
"Hey guys!" he said cheerily, helping himself to a huge plate of food.
"Morning Harry!" said Hermione, looking up from her book.
"Morbig awy" mumbled Ron through a mouthful of food, harry laughed at his disgusting best friend and Hermione moved away slightly.
He began to eat away while Hermione talked to him about various subjects, none of which he paid much attention to.
After they finished breakfast Harry and Ron walked up to the North tower where they had Divination and said goodbye to Hermione.
When they reached the North Tower they could already smell the perfumed smoke before they went in. taking a deep breath of fresh air they went into the stuffy classroom and almost immediately felt drowsy.
They sat down at their usual round table and struggled to keep their eyes open as professor Trelawney explained their task for that day. They had been working on advanced Tea-leave reading for the last week and would have their last lesson on that today. They settled down and drank their tea then turned them over to read the leaves.
Harry and Ron looked at the soggy shapes and thought of all sorts of different idea of things that the shapes could represent.
"Hey harry, look this looks a bit like a snail," said Ron doubtfully, flipping through his book to find snail.
Harry just laughed, "Why bother looking, Ron? It isn't going to mean anything, you know this is all rubbish!" Ron laughed back and neither boy saw Professor Trelawney behind them as she overheard them dismiss her work as rubbish. She blinked away a tear and then focused herself on the girls that wanted to learn.
Professor Trelawney overheard the boys bagging her class the whole lesson and by the time the lesson was over she was very upset and angry. Harry and Ron were so glad to get out of the classroom that they packed up with lightening speed. But when they were getting ready to leave professor Trelawney asked Harry to stay behind.
Harry nodded at Ron who sighed and left his best friend to face the batty divination teacher.
Harry sighed and sat back down while his teacher put away the teacups.
"Mr. Potter, why do you take Divination?" she asked, waking Harry from his day dreaming, Harry looked startled for a second and then tried to think of the right answer.
"Uh, because I think it is very interesting," he began but Professor Trelawney interrupted him.
"You shouldn't lie in front of a Seer, I know when people are lying!" she said, almost sneering, Harry gulped audibly and she continued.
"I know that you think my work is rubbish and I'm here to prove to you that this is not true. I saw this day coming and I hope you are as prepared for this as I am," she said, getting out her crystal ball.
"Look into my crystal ball Mr. Potter and tell me what you see," she said, placing the glass ball on the table in front of Harry.
Harry sighed and stared at the ball, seeing nothing but his own reflection.
"Concentrate but don't block your mind, relax but focus," said Professor Trelawney in her usual mystical voice.
Harry closed his eyes and sighed then he opened them again and stared back into the ball, trying to look through it instead of into it like they'd been taught.
He tried to breath deeply as he looked down into the ball, willing himself to see something so that he would be let out of the stuffy classroom.
He gazed deeper into the ball and then noticed that he couldn't see his reflection in it anymore, now the ball seemed to be cloudy and denser.
He tried to focus on the swirling cloud inside the ball and soon he could make out figures deep in the fog.
He inhaled deeply as he saw the figures take the shape of himself and Draco, sitting on their couch together, laughing like friends.
"You see it don't you? I always knew that one-day you would, if you focused more in my classes and didn't cloud your inner-eye with cynicism then you would do well. I don't see the life of a prophet or a Seer in your future, but I believe that you are more observant than most. If you didn't dismiss my work as nonsense, and concentrated further then your perceptive inner- eye could work to your advantage." Said professor Trelawney, breaking his concentration. When he looked back into the ball the figures were gone and all he could see was his reflection again.
"You may go now, but think about what I said." Finished his teacher, picking up the crystal ball and putting it away.
"Yeah, okay." Harry stammered, feeling quite shaken, he walked out of the classroom and nearly ran into Ron who was waiting for him.
"You alright mate? You look a bit peaky," said Ron as they walked away from the north tower, "What did the old fraud want?"
Harry looked dazed for a second and then stammered, "Oh, she was just telling me off for not concentrating, told me to tell you that we have to pay more attention and try harder next class." He answered and finished with an unsteady laugh. He wasn't quite ready to tell Ron what had really happened until he understood it himself.
"Alright, we better hurry up or we'll be late for charms." Said Ron, looking sideways at Harry as if he didn't quite believe him.
They made it to charms just before Professor Flitwick began to take attendance and they quickly slipped into seats next to Hermione before he noticed.
Harry's mind was not on his work as he tried to complete a simple summoning charm, their class today being revision. He was struggling to complete the charm that he had perfected years ago.
"Harry? What's wrong? You're great at doing this charm!" asked Hermione; her concern was obvious.
"My mind's on other things," was all he muttered as he finally got the spell right.
Hermione looked at Ron but he just shrugged and continued to practice his charms.
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After classes that day Harry was glad to get back to his and Draco's wing where he could think about what he had seen in the crystal ball. He sat down on the couch with a can of coke and tried to make sense of what he'd seen.
All he'd seen was he and Draco sitting together laughing, but they were laughing so amicably, it wasn't normal.
'Maybe Draco and I are destined for a sort of friendship,' he thought to himself as the blonde boy walked in.
As Draco slammed down his books Harry was woken from his thoughts and he turned to look at the boy.
"Do you think this is going to work Draco?" he asked, getting up to get himself another can of coke.
"Do I think what is going to work?" asked Draco, rolling his eyes.
"This?" said Harry, "Do you want a coke?" he asked and Draco nodded, he opened the fridge and heard the familiar 'ping' as a note appeared on the fridge door.
He handed the can to Draco and then pulled the piece of paper off the fridge.
"Do you want me to read it out loud?" he asked, and Draco just nodded, looking only vaguely interested.
Harry began to read: "Harry and Draco, I am impressed by the reports I am getting about your behavior around one another and so I have another task for you that if successful will award you each with 15 points." Harry paused and read on in his head and then checked that Draco understood.
"Well, what is the task? Hurry up." he said sitting on the bench and trying to read over Harry's shoulder. Harry spun around so he couldn't see and then continued.
"The task will asses your ability to work together on a project and full points will only be awarded if you work on this together and consult each other on every decision and evenly share the work. In conjunction with this task, you will be awarded one point for every class that you pair up together in for partner work from tomorrow onwards. The task that I would like you to work on is to hold a dinner party. I am giving you until Saturday to organise, with Saturday morning and afternoon to go to Hogsmeade to buy anything you need.
The food will be prepared by the house elves but you must decide on a menu and give it to them on Saturday morning to give them adequate time to prepare. You are allowed 3 guests each and a dining table will be set up in your living area which you can decorate it in anyway you wish. You have a budget of 10 galleons to spend, after that you must use your own money. Invitations must be sent out by Friday, including those of which that will be sent to Professor McGonagall, professor Snape and myself. I look forward to an enjoyable evening, Professor Dumbledore." Harry finished reading and looked at Draco for a reaction.
"Joy of joys!" sneered the blonde; "I have to spend an evening with you and your little friends and 3 teachers!"
"Yeah well I'm not overjoyed about it either Draco, but we better get to work since we only have a few days." Said harry, summoning a piece of parchment and a quill and sitting down on the couch.
"Fine!" said Draco grumpily as he sat down, then he suddenly perked up and took control, "We need to work on the invitations first," he said, taking the piece of parchment off Harry and writing down names. "You'll be inviting Granger and Weasley I presume?" he asked.
Harry nodded, "Yes and Ginny too I think." He said, grinning at Draco's obvious enthusiasm.
Draco wrote them down and then he added Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson and Derek Baxter as his guests.
"Okay now every good dinner party has a theme," Draco began, and then after noticing Harry's obvious amusement he explained himself. "My mother often threw dinner parties when I was younger and taught me how to throw a good party and be a good host," he explained.
"Now, shall we have some sort of theme? Or at least a dress code or a level or formality?" he asked, looking at Harry who looked stunned.
"Um, well I don't know about a theme, but we could just have it as neat casual, no robes type thing," he said uncertainly, watching Draco's face for a reaction.
Draco looked surprisingly pleased with Harry's answer, "I was thinking along the same lines. Although I don't know what I will wear and judging by the state of your clothes I don't know what you will wear so we'll have to go shopping for something to wear. And on the invitations we'll just put neat casual as the dress and the time as about 6 o'clock on Saturday?" he asked, jotting down this on his notes.
"Yeah, six sounds fine." Said harry, pleased with the way their conversation was going.
"Right, so what sort of food do you want to serve? We'll go for three courses, with perhaps a soup for an entrée and then," Draco paused and looked at Harry for suggestions.
"Um, how about roast chicken and roast vegetables, and then lemon meringue pie for desert?" he suggested, his mouth almost watering at the thought.
"I like the chicken idea, but why don't we have something more extravagant for desert like chocolate soufflé?" suggested Draco, trying to look superior.
"No!" said Harry getting excited, "We should have crème brulee!"
Draco smiled, "perfect!" he wrote it down on his parchment and then they spent the rest of the night discussing decorations and what they would spend their money on.
As the night drew on they both grew drowsy and they said goodnight and went their separate ways to bed.
Harry lay in bed thinking over his evening with Draco and what he had seen in the crystal ball, soon his thoughts twisted into one of the weirdest dreams he had ever dreamt.
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A/n: well, I think this was shit! But I had to get these ideas through, I think I mutilated them though! Oh well, everyone should remember that Sarah is beautiful and we love her!
{Remember kiddies, chocolate is evil and Billy is sexy. Goodnight – Sarah Ramblings}