Chapter Eleven
Hazy Crazy Fantasy
Students trudged up to the tall tower that was the home of the somewhat crazy and eccentric Divination teacher Professor Trelawney. Rumor has it that in all her predictions have been wrong except for one she made regarding the Dark Lords return when she was in a trance and only Harry had heard it. The door to the towers room swung open from the inside and the pink heavily perfumed smoke bellowed out with the misty voice.
"Enter my children we have much to see today."
"She should say I have much to falsely predict today." Hermione said mimicking her almost perfectly. Harry, Ron and Neville chuckled at her and followed into the classroom. It was hard to breathe or see for that matter with all the bloody pink smoke, but they all managed to find their seats in the overstuffed beanbag chairs thrown around the room. Sweeping around the room Trelawney stared down at them all thorough her overly huge thick glasses, putting them all in an uneasy state. Returning to the front of the class she settles on a large purple couch. Staring them down she speaks slowly.
"Beware my children for much is happening here at Hogwarts! One of you is involved in a love hate relationship, while another is entering into a forbidden one." Heads start to turn as she spoke, "Two of you in this room will enter into a lasting but unexpected relationship," she paused "another one of you may join them in this unholy union. A Professor will leave this school forever this year. One of the Professors will betray us all and a hidden past will emerge from yet another."
At this point there where few people not looking just a little bit scared. Professor Trelawney suddenly grabs her head and speaks in an even monotone voice.
"Forgive me my children but the sprits call me to them I must do as they want, heed my words for all will come forth in time. Tell everyone farewell for me" Before anyone could comprehend what she said much less react she crumpled to the ground and was gone. Some of the class screamed, others just sat in shock. Harry was the first to come to his senses. He told Hermione to go tell Madam Pomfrey, He stood and addressed the class. "
"No one move or touch her. I am going to get Professor Dumbledore."
Hermione and Harry jumped into action, taking off in different directions. Harry's feet took him to the gargoyle outside of Dumbledore's office. All he could keep thinking was she was finally right about something.