Chapter 25
Skinner Hits the Fan
I woke up with a groan a few weeks later, again on a Friday. Another vision, another prophecy of my death. When would it end!?
…
There was banging, screaming and flashes of red and green light going through the Hogwarts corridor. My year students were running towards screaming and laughing Death Eaters as the floor was littered with bodies of foes and allies alike.
I was duelling with a masked Death Eater when the hex I cast on them blew off their mask, revealing cold sky blue eyes and long blonde hair.
I gasped. It was Scarlett Zimmerman, my former ally turned Death Eater.
"You!" I had gasped.
"That's right, Potter, me." Zimmerman smirked, brandishing her wand around. "Now, what do you say we end this, once and for all?"
I flipped my wand and caught it "Bring. It. On!" I shouted, starting to shout the first curse I thought of…Stupefy.
"SECTUMSEMPRA!" Scarlett shouted, nailing me right in the chest with the same curse I saw used on Draco.
And now it was me with my blood pouring all over the place. I collapsed without a word and the world went black.
…
I got dressed quickly and went down for breakfast, waiting to feel the wrath of Ivy and Hermione, Ivy most likely having seen this vision or whatever the Skinner Trelawney would have called it, and Hermione pleading with me to talk to Professor Dumbledore about it.
"Hey, guys." I said, yawning as I sat down.
"Hey, Vision Girl." Ivy said solemnly. "How was your bloody doozy?" she asked.
"Shut up." I said "Not in the mood to talk about seeing myself die again." I added.
"Again?" Watson gasped "You really should talk to Professor Dumbledore about this, Hannah."
"For the last time, Mione, Trelawney already tried talking to him about my gift, but he wouldn't listen!" I sighed, taking a swig of orange juice.
Yes, it's true, I was talking to the Seer still. Sometimes about visions I had, other times I just stopped by her tower to say hi.
"But you could talk to Trelawney." Ivy pointed out.
"Yeah, yeah, I have Divination just before my spare, so I'll talk to her then." I said, cramming some toast in my mouth to keep from talking anymore about it.
Hermione and Ivy beamed and changed the subject (Thank Skinner for that!).
"So, Sherlock, we're thinking that since Quidditch season's over, we could do some more with the DA, like, teach them about hand to hand combat and stuff?" Watson said.
I beamed "Great! It's hard shepherding a bunch of younger students by myself! I could use all the help I can get, thanks, you guys!" I said.
"No problem, we want to help. If the wizard world's going into war again, we want to be able to teach the youngsters how to kick some ass!" Ivy said, laughing.
"Ivy, it isn't funny, people died the last time Voldemort was in power!" Hermione said scornfully.
"C'mon, Mione, take a joke or two, in these times, they're what'll put you through the day." Ivy said, laughing again, me joining her.
Watson said nothing, but scowled.
"Oh, come on, Watson!" I said, putting on my Sherlock Holmes voice "What's life without a little amusement!"
"It would amuse me to go sneak off before Defence and snog my girlfriend." Draco said behind me.
"Sod off, Malfoy!" Ivy said "Han was here first."
"Ivy, Ivy, Ivy, there's enough me for everyone! Currently though, all the me is going to be with Draco and getting a hickey or two. See you!" I said, walking off with a grin, my conversation with Professor Trelawney being put on the backburner to my boyfriend.
…
If only that stayed that way.
Just as I was packing up for my spare, Professor Trelawney looked me dead in the eye.
"Hannah, dear, I'd like a few moments of your time, please." she said.
I muttered a quick "Skinner, Fanelli and Faksa." and turned to Ivy, who nodded to her.
Sorry. I read in her mind. Talking about it with someone who knows about this sort of thing may help you sleep a little better at night.
I sighed. Fine, I'll talk to her. But you owe me big time!
Fine, Ivy thought to me. I'll clean out Hellion's litter box for a week along with Coral's.
Month! I thought back.
Two weeks. Ivy suggested.
A month!
Three weeks? Ivy said nervously.
A MONTH!
Ok, ok, fine, a month! Ivy said, giving in.
Two months.
Don't push it! Ivy thought angrily before walking out, being the last to leave besides me.
"You wanted to see me, Professor?" I asked.
"Take a seat, Ms Potter." Trelawney said, pulling out a chair at her table.
"Yes, ma'am." I said, taking the proffered chair and sitting as Trelawney poured some tea.
"Now, Ms Duff's told me you had another vision last night?" Trelawney said. "Would you say anything that you drew in the tarot deck would describe that setting?"
I nodded and took out the cards Trelawney gave me at our first meeting and held them down, one by one, the ones I kept drawing repeatedly.
"The ten of spades,"
"Fighting. There's a battle going on around you as you die in this vision?"
I nodded "Yes. There was also the two of spades."
"Conflict. You were struggling with someone. Did this someone take your life?"
I nodded "Yes, she did." I said.
Trelawney gasped and took another card out of my tarot deck, the top card of the deck and showed it to me "The queen of spades. A dark young woman who will do anything to win. This girl must be Bellatrix Lestrange?"
I shook my head "No, no, Professor, she's a seventh year." "Who?" Trelawney asked.
I swallowed. I guess I had to play the grass "Scarlett Zimmerman." I admitted.
Trelawney nodded "Ah, I had had a feeling that girl was nothing but trouble from the moment she set foot in this school. She was the one that killed you?"
I nodded "She cursed me pretty bad and made me bleed to death." I said.
"Were there many Death Eaters around you when you died?"
I nodded "Swarms of them, they were fighting a whole lot of people. It didn't make sense, I mean, the times I saw myself dying, it was in front of a small group of Death Eaters, but this vision I saw it was a full scale battle."
Trelawney smiled and nodded "You, my dear, may have just prophesized the most important event in wizarding history." she said, before standing "You'd better go and enjoy what's left of your spare, I have a lesson to plan, Ms Potter." Trelawney said before leading me out of the classroom.
"Uh, Professor, what do you mean when you said I had prophesized the most important event in wizarding history?" I asked before the Seer shut the door in my face.
I sighed. I guess I'll never know. I thought before I heard something in my mind.
"The time is almost upon us, Draco, that Cabinet had best be repaired, you know the penalty!" a mysterious and yet still vaguely familiar voice said.
"Yes, my Lord. It will be in perfect working order in time for the others' arrival." Draco's voice said, slightly shaky.
"It better be, or your precious little Spitfire will be fed to a fire!"
I shook my head and gasped. Spitfire…I was in more danger than I thought!
I broke into a run for Gryffindor Tower to tell Ivy and Hermione (well, mostly Hermione, Ivy probably saw the whole thing with her Legilimency.)
The others…who were the others? I was sincerely hoping that they were just relatives of the Malfoy family coming for an early birthday visit for Draco.
And the Cabinet…what Cabinet was this mysterious person talking about?
And what the Skinner was Trelawney talking about when she said I predicted the most important event in wizard history?
I gulped. I guess I was going to find out when the Skinner hit the fan.
And trust me, when the Skinner hit the fan, it made a really big mess.
A/N: Sorry this chapter's so short, I'm just really excited to get to the good part!
Well, my lovely creative author fans, I have another OC submission thing for you, SYODE! (Submit Your Own Death Eater) here's the form:
Name:
Age:
How Long they've been serving Voldemort:
Appearance:
Scars/Birthmarks/etc:
House Hogwarts (Remember, Wormtail was a Gryffindor and was a Death Eater, the main reason why this was on the form):
Story (not mandatory):
Blood:
Azkaban?:
If Yes to above, for what?:
In the Astronomy Tower?:
Here's my example with Hannah if she were a Death Eater (which she won't be!)
Name: Beatrice Nott (Theodore Nott's mother)
Age: 34
How Long They Were Serving Voldemort: Since she was 17
Appearance: Theo's green eyes, long brown hair and pale skin, stands about 5'5, taller than Hannah, but still petite. Very athletic for her age.
Scars/Birthmarks/etc: has a scar along her hand from fighting an Auror.
House Hogwarts: Slytherin.
Story: (I'm skipping this to save time)
Blood: Pure-Blood
Azkaban: Yes
What crime?: Contributing to the incapacitation of Alice and Frank Longbottom.
In Astronomy Tower?: No, but she'll be in the Forbidden Forest waiting for Bellatrix, who is her best friend.
