Chapter Nine: The Ghastly Prediction of Sybil Trelawney
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"And you say that a large owl took Mr. Goyal into the sky?" Albus Dumbledore said calmly. He carefully folded his hands together and leaned back easily into his squashy arm chair. "Are you sure you are not mistaken?"
"Of course not!" Harry said rather impatiently, "we were all there! We all saw it!" the Gyffindor and the Slytherin quidditch teams nodded in agreement for the first time in many years. Draco Malfoy rolled his eyes. Here we go again…Potter playing the hero, it's so expected…He turned his head and caught a glimpse of Ginny Weasley whose attention was fully upon Harry Potter. What is so good about him? I am way better looking…He growled angrily under his breath.
"Ah…this is not good…though Mr. Goyal will probably show up in a day or two…owls don't eat meat…right?" the head master asked and then sighed at the silent students with baffled expressions plastered on their face. He pushed up his half moon spectacles in a rather intelligent way and faked a cough. "Yes…yes, they do…I will contact his parents then…"
Great, Goyal's gone for good…Draco sighed and walked towards the door, ignoring the wide eyes watching his back as he left without being excused. There's no point in staying any longer….
"Well, off you go then, follow Mr. Malfoy out the door." Dumbledore said with a shrug, hoping the students would hurry up and leave him alone to his gumdrop candies.
"There's nothing else we can do Harry, you know Dumbledore aren't quite as bright as he used to be ever since he got hit in the head by one of Voldemort's spells…" Ginny said to the frowning boy. "Let's go to lunch."
"I guess you're right. Nothing we can do…" Harry said, disappointment tinting his words, and followed Ron out the door.
A small sigh escaped the red head's lips as she made her way to the Great Hall…alone. She remembered how Michael and her would walk together to almost everywhere, their fingers interlocked, and smiles playing at their mouths. Ginny scowled as she reminded herself what Corner truly is and quickly shook the thought away. She sighed again.
Goyal is good as dead now...
Things are getting so weird around here…and so different…I don't like it…I don't like it at all…
"Fight me you fool!"
"Go away."
"You trespassed on my privet lands, and now you dare refuse me?" cried the painting of a little knight sitting awkwardly on a fat gray pony. "Draw thy sword, villain, and we shall fight 'til death!" he pointed a large sword that seemed a bit too big for him at a very irritated Slytherin and waved it madly at the air before him. The face of his blade gave a smart slap on the pony's behind, causing it to give a loud whine and galloping away with the knight bouncing unpleasantly on its back.
Draco Malfoy chose to ignore the mad painting and continued his way up the North tower.
"Back you deceitful vermin! Face my presence like a man! You rogue! You coward!" the painting of the knight shouted with rage as he hurtled through paintings along the walls over the stairs, brandishing his sword violently and scaring away a group of women in crinolines in one of the further paintings.
"I have no wish to fight you." Draco said angrily as he sped up on his climbing. "Now if you will excuse me, Sir Cadogan, I have to get to class."
"AHA!" shouted Sir Cadogan triumphantly and pushed up his helm to reveal his sweaty brows. "Thou are on a quest!"
"No." the Slytherin said and scowled crossly at the painting. The knight didn't seem to notice.
"No fears good sir!" he shouted and jumped off his horse. "I shall scout ahead! Beware of many dangers, dear friend! On wards then!" he gave a cry and tried, but failed to get back on his pony. Draco took this as an advantage to get away and began to climb the spiraled staircase faster.
After what seemed like a while, the knight finally gave up and cried after the disappearing Draco. "Farewell, brave comrade! We shall meet again!" Then he turned towards his fat pony and shouted, "Away, my noble stallion! On! On!" and went to provoke a few 3rd year HufflePuffs that was making their way down the tower to fence with him while struggling to pull his fat pony along.
"I arrive at my most privet quarters and lo! What do I see………"
The blonde youth growled under his breath. If I have the power, I would personally see that painting be torn to shreds.
When Draco reached the trapdoor that led to the divination classroom, the voice of Sir Cadogan faded away to nothingness. He sighed with relief and climbed up the ladder. Draco entered the heavy perfumed classroom of Professor Trelawney and took a seat in one of the fluffy cushions as far away from the teacher as possible. Draco never wanted to be in this class. He thought, no, he was sure that he was going to fail the O.W.L. of Divination, but instead, he passed with flying colors.
Me, a bloody seer…the world's gone mad.
"Ah…Good afternoon Mr. Malfoy…I trust you are well?" A woman with a large round glasses and a shawl drawn across her shoulders said mistily as she made her way towards him. "Wait! I see it…" she leaned down upon him, her eyes magnified by her spectacles. "You are indeed well! No sickness or illness appeared to have knock on your door!" a slight dissatisfaction appeared in her expression.
"Oh really Professor Trelawney?" Draco asked, not bothering to hide his sarcastic tone. He wanted to add 'How can you tell professor? Is it because I'm sitting RIGHT HERE and not in the hospital wing?' but knew better and closed his mouth tightly.
The professor squinted down at him then gave a loud gasp and started twitching weirdly, causing Draco to jump and reach for his wand. He stared up at the woman, bewildered and annoyed. She only shook her head clicked her tongue sadly and made her way towards her desk, pausing only to tell an alarmed Lavender Brown to watch out for her 27th husband.
What is her problem? Draco sneered but couldn't help to feel a little uneasy.
"We will be telling fortunes of fate's victims by a single finger connection today…Now the way this works, my kismet readers…"
Draco refused to listen to the old batty woman. He has much better things to do instead of being in this class.
Even detention with Weasley is better than this! He thought irritably.
The Slytherin watched as the fire flickered near the hearth. Dancing. The perfume was making him very drowsy. His mind seemed to be a lot slower than usual. A small fly flew near his ear and was buzzing very annoyingly. Draco made a swat but with out success, the buzzing continued.
"Argh." Draco swore inwardly and made several more swaps at the little bug. "Pesky, no good, stupid, wretched thing! Come here you little." he cornered the fly. The little creature's many legs shook with fear as the large hands of Draco Malfoy came upon it. "Oho! I got you now!" he raised his hand, ready to smash the tiny helpless soul into a mush when a voice interrupted his execution of the fly.
"Is there something you need Mr. Malfoy?" Came the misty voice of Trelawney.
"Huh?" Draco said, surprised. The tiny fly took this as a chance to get away and became the first bug to ever escape from the "evil" Malfoy's clutches.
"Why, you had your hand up, Mr. Malfoy." The professor said rather impatiently. Draco realized his hand was still in the air and quickly brought it down.
"I was just-"
"WAIT!" Trelawney screamed. "I know what it is that you want!" Draco raised an eyebrow, a bit alarmed.
The woman chose to ignore this and closed her eyes tightly together. Everything was fine until she started humming madly. A few people approached closer to the professor out of curiosity, but most backed away. Draco remained where he was, extremely disturbed. Then suddenly, Professor Trelawny opened her eyes and pointed a shaky finger at Draco. He stared back at the professor uncertainly, ready to sprint away if she attacks.
"YOU!" yelled the woman triumphantly with a wild glaze in her eyes. "WANT ME TO READ YOUR FORTUNE!"
"Er…"
All eyes where upon him. Should I say the truth and embarrass her in front of the class…he looked up at the professor again and decided against it. Ah…that might be most unpleasant.
"Sure... professor." Draco said slowly. That wasn't a lie, I simply agreed.
The woman suddenly calmed down again after these words and took a seat in front of Draco.
"I am honored. Lend me your left hand." The professor said mistily. She regained peace so quickly. It was like none of those absurd behaviors ever happened. Draco gave her his hand rather reluctantly, hoping she won't start another spasm soon.
"Ah…I see a great future ahead of you…"
The students crowded over them to listen. Draco glared at them and some people backed away a little.
"Oh…I see…mmmmm…yes…" The professor paused, as if waiting for Draco to ask her what she saw, but continued talking when he didn't say anything.
"Romance is ahead of you Mister Malfoy…lots of it, yessssss."
Draco smirked.
Stupid thing to say, it's so obvious.
"I see difficulties too…"
Life is full of difficulties.
"Something is going to revolve around a red headed woman…"
Weasley?
"I see twelve children playing in a yard…"
I'm going to have 12 kids with Weasley?
Trelawney's eyes darted up to his face again. "Well, that's as far as my sight will let me go. Beware of sharp objects Mr. Malfoy." She said sadly and stalked away.
Draco sighed. "What a load of crap." But apparently, the rest of the class didn't think so.
"Wow…you're going to have 12 kids…with Ginny Weasley!" Lavender Brown said excitedly. "Wait 'til the school hears!" she squealed and left Draco standing there with a disgusted expression on his face.
People actually believe that phony? Bloody hell!
The rest of the students also walked away with an amused smile leaving Draco Malfoy with the only word he could say.
"Shit."
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