Through the night, Harry didn't for once, calmly close his eyes. He kept worrying about his future. He was beginning to think that this year will be it. As Dumbledore had said to him before, one of them was going to die in the end. However, a strong voice in his head kept telling him about courage, and reminded him about the times when he had to face Voldemort's evil, and escape in the end. Still, Harry wasn't comfortable at all.
Next morning, Harry crept out of his bed, and joined Ron and Hermione for breakfast. He didn't dare tell them about the horrible vision, because he was to tired to say anything. He even thought of telling Dumbledore that he couldn't teach today, but nevertheless, he didn't.
"Good morning Harry," said Hermione, spreading jam on her toast.
"Good morning Hermione," replied Harry.
"Had a nice sleep?" asked Ron.
"Yeah," lied Harry at once.
"Listen, guess what?" asked Hermione. Harry and Ron were gazing at her waiting for her to answer herself.
"I knitted about eighty hats last night," she said, beaming.
"So?" said Ron, with a blank expression on his face.
"Oh, you never guessed it? They're for the house-elves!" replied Hermione.
"There you go Harry, the ruddy house-elves again," said Ron, looking bored.
"Ron, how many times must I tell you? They love the hats," said Hermione, furiously.
"Forget it, I'm not even going to talk about it," said Ron immeadietly.
"That's my friend Ron," said Harry weakly, but still giggling.
Several minutes passed, until at last, Harry, Hermione, and Ron, finished eating their breakfast. Ever since the beginning of the year, they've been eating more than usual. Perhaps they weren't getting enough food. Anyway, they got out of their seats, and directly marched to the dungeons. Potions was their first lesson.
"Potty, Weazel, and the mudblood Granger," came the cool voice of Draco Malfoy.
"Just ignore him Harry," said Ron and Hermione together, although Ron was on the verge of snapping.
"I've had it with him," said Harry, then he went near to Malfoy.
"Thirty points from Slytherin Malfoy, want to go for more?"
Draco's face slightly turned pink.
After that, they entered the dark dull Potions classroom. Everyone was chatting, still waiting for Snape to arrive. A gang of Slytherins were having a wand fight. Suddenly, the door sprang open, and a thin, vicious looking man entered.
"Settle down everyone," spoke Snape. They did as he told them.
"Today, we will be studying a new potion; one of the most powerful ones in fact," he continued. The class was intrigued by that statement. Of course, they've had lots of excitement since the first day of classes, Fixards, Human Transfiguration, Eagle Crabs, Jellycats, and lots of other things.
"It's called the Brundy Potion. This potion can make you lose all the blood in your body within a few minutes, unless of course, you drank the exact opposite potion that would return all of the lost blood," explained Snape.
"I presume that you all have your cauldrons with you?"
Every one raised their heavy cauldrons in the air.
"Right, these are the instructions of how to prepare the potion on the board," he instantly waved his wand, and the instructions appeared on the board.
"You have ten minutes to get yourself ready, and then, when the potion is ready, spill it on your animal's mouth. Be sure that your animals are in the pans, I don't want blood all over the class. Quickly, after seeing the animal lose its blood, take one of these tubes which contains the opposite potion, and spill it on the animal's mouth to get its blood back. Clear?"
The whole class nodded.
"Right then, you may start," said Snape.
Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Neville all grabbed the ingredients and started adding them together in the cauldron. It took them rather a long time, because all of the chopping they had to do, and the skinning, and the squeezing. At last, the potions were ready. Neville was shaking, fearing that his potion went all wrong. Slowly, with a shaking hand, he grabbed Trevor, his toad, and spilled the potion on his mouth. Nothing happened for seconds, and then, it worked! Blood was dripping from Trevor's mouth and eyes. It was a bit repulsive and disgusting.
"You must get the other potion to return the lost blood Neville, otherwise Trevor will die in a minute," spoke Harry. Instantly, Neville across the tables, and headed to Snape's cupboard, and grabbed the other potion. Everything then went right. All the blood that was lost was returned to Trevor. Snape, unfortunately for him, has seen Neville doing the right thing. Lazily, he said:
"Ten points to Gryffindor,"
Harry, Hermione, and Ron all gave Neville a thumbs-up.
Throughout the day, Harry taught the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff fifth years, and then, the Gryffindor and Slytherin third years. He was amused by their behavior, they did whatever he asked. So, as a treat, he canceled the test he scheduled for them next week, and decided to postpone it till two weeks later. Everyone thanked Harry. Some people from Slytherin even kissed him. He was relieved. Still, something inside him didn't allow him to be entirely satisfied and comfortable. He felt a bit guilty for not telling Hermione and Ron about the vision, because he always knew that they would be there to help him. So then, he decided to tell them at night, when they all gathered in the Gryffindor Common Room.
At last, nightfall. Every student in the castle was heading back to his or her dormitory. Hermione and Ron were shouting at some people from Slytherin for trying to sneak out after everyone was in their common rooms. They got themselves landed in detention.
After that, the trio went inside, and relaxed beside the fire in the common room. It was time, and Harry had to tell them about last night.
"I've got something to tell you," and then he told them all about the vision.
"What? Why haven't you told us any earlier?" asked Hermione, horrified.
"Relax Hermione," said Ron.
"That's what you saw, wasn't it?" queried Hermione.
"Yep," replied Harry.
"Well, this foreshadows your death," said Ron.
"I know it does. It's just that----I---well, I escaped from him five times now, why wouldn't I this time?" said Harry, looking scared.
"Harry, you must not underestimate Voldemort. You know him. After Dumbledore, he's the most powerful wizard in the entire world," said Hermione.
"I know Hermione. So, what could we do?" asked Ron, looking curious.
"I have an idea, why don't you go meet Firenze?" suggested Hermione.
"Firenze? What's he got to do with this?" asked Harry, mystified.
"Well, it's obvious, isn't it? He's a divination teacher. Maybe he could make a prediction based on the facts of your vision. You know, all that nonsense of crystal balls, and palmistry," answered Hermione.
"Now you're saying it's nonsense?" asked Ron, laughing.
"I don't know anything else to say!"
"Ok, maybe this is a good idea. I'll go ask him tomorrow," said Harry at once.
" Allright," said Ron, yawning. He got up, and climbed the stair to go to sleep.
"Goodnight Harry," said Hermione, getting up, leaving Harry alone in the common room.
For minutes, Harry lay there, with his eyes shut, trying to recline. And then...
Then, Harry heard some sort of voice coming out of the fire. There was a quick pop, and someone's head appeared. Harry jumped, surprised.
"Mad Eye!" he shouted.
"Hello Potter, pleasant to see you again," replied Mad Eye.
"Professor, what are you doing here?"
"First of all, I keep telling you to get rid of the terms 'Professor', and second, I came here to check on your conditions,"
"Uh...sorry," said Harry. " It's great to see you. How are things going on with you?"
"Aah, they're just fine. The members of the Order are dying to see you. They've missed you so much. Lupin told me about his visit to you during the summer."
"Oh, he told you about that?" asked Harry.
"Yeah. So, let's hear about you. Anything bothering you Potter? Anything at all?"
For a few short seconds, Harry considered saying no. But then, he decided to tell Mad Eye about the vision incident. He answered yes, and then told him the story.
"Interesting indeed," said Mad Eye.
" I know. Hey, Hermione suggested going to ask Firenze about it,"
"Firenze? Isn't that the centaur that was banished last year from his herd? What's he got to do with you?" asked Mad Eye.
"Well, he got made a divination teacher last year, after Umbridge sacking Trelawney," replied Harry.
"I see now," replied Mad Eye, " well, all I've got to say is that you have to be very careful. Always expect the unexpected."
"Ok,"
"I've got to get going, Lupin and Tonks'll be here any moment now," spoke Mad Eye," it was nice meeting you again Harry, and remember my advice. Well, bye!" At once, there was a soft pop, and Mad Eye vanished. Harry after that got out of his seat, carefully considering the two advices that were given to him. Ask Firenze, and expect the unexpected. He climbed up the stairs, opened the boy's dormitory's door, which made a sharp-annoying creak, and headed to his bed. Thoughts were all over his head. He was still uneasy about the vision, but satisfied with having his friends on his side to help him. He didn't know what Firenze was going to say. He just went to sleep, and waited for dawn.