Procrastinated again. Oof.
(Edited May 18)
Harry's POV
We walked down the hallway. I was over the moon that Percy and I shared classes and that he could come into the common room with us. Now to find the divination room. There's quite a bit of time before class, so we'll hopefully be able to find it in time.
At this rate, we'll never get to class on time. We've been walking for nearly ten minutes and we're no closer to finding the classroom. I wrack my brain for anything that could help us get there. The portraits! I turn to the wall.
"Hey, um.. Sir" I say to the portrait next to me, a knight. Before I can continue he shouts:
"What villains are these that trespass upon my private lands? Who dares challenge Sir Cadogan? Back you scurvy braggarts-" He's cut off by Percy.
"Sorry to interrupt, er- sir" he adds the last word in afterthought "but we need help"
"A quest?" he questions excitedly.
"Yes, a quest" I sooth. He smiles widely. "We need you to show us the way to the divination classroom" He smiles again, and leads us through the neighboring portraits, beckoning us. When we arrive, both me and Percy thank him profusely and climb the ladder up to the room. It was suffocatingly hot, and cast in a deep reddish light from the crimson velvet curtains. There were many little stools scattered around the classroom around small wooden tables. A woman with large glasses stared up with wide eyes from the crystal ball she was fussing over. She turned her attention back down, and Percy and I sat awkwardly at one of the tables near the door. Slowly, more students filed into the room. When Ron and Hermione walk in I wave them over excitedly.
"It smells in here." Hermione mutters. Percy fakes a gag, and we all laugh. It felt good to laugh with my friends. We waited a few more minutes, before the class was full. It looks like we shared the period with the Huffelpuffs.
"Class," the professor got our attention. "So you have chosen to study Divination, the most difficult of all magical arts. I must warn you at the outset that if you do not have the Sight, there is very little I will be able to teach you. Books can take you only so far in this field" She starts off cryptically. I note that Hermione slouches in her seat angrily. She rises from her seat. "Today, we will be reading tea dregs. The cups are over there". She gestures towards a corner of the room. "Use your textbooks to decipher the leaves that remain in the bottom." She then returns to her crystal ball.
Hesantly, a few students rise, then more. We all make our way to the teacups and bring four back to our table.
Percy swirled the leafy water in his cup before saying "well, at least it's better than sacrificing my panda pillow pet" before downing a big gulp. I can't help myself.
"Sacrificing what?" I question incredulously. He spits out the mouthful of tea.
"Nothing- sorry, It was in america. This guy was trying to read the future from the insides of a pillow-pet I bought." he said.
"But- it's a stuffed animal" I said "It doesn't have insides"
"I know!" Percy exploded "That's exactly what I was thinking!"
"Sounds crazy" Ron said. Hermione and I agreed. We all downed the rest of the tea.
"Okay," Hermione started "We should all do them together so that we can have everyone's input and come up with the best prediction." We all agreed and turned to Percy's cup first. We all stared at the leaf clumps.
"I see a lump," Ron deadpanned. I chuckle along with the rest of the table.
"Ok, let's be serious" Hermione says "Maybe… that one's a… like a sword." We all stare as she outlines the shape with her finger.
"Oh, I see it!" I say. I flip through my book. "Hmmm…. Swords. Ok, let's see. It says here that they can mean bravery- or insecurity. Or enemies" I bite my lip "or protection… or defense"
"Well, that's confusing." Percy concludes.
"Maybe we can come back to this one later, with more context. Um… that one looks like a fork." Ron suggests. I nod.
"Maybe it's a trident?" questions Percy. We all look at him "What? It has three prongs. That's a trident." he says defensively. I nodd.
"Yeah, it says here that tridents have to do with the ocean." He nods as if everything makes sense.
"That's kind of obvious, I mean, d- Poseidon has a trident. He's the god of the seas." Percy says. "The cup probably means that I must defend the oceans from all the pollution" he says dramatically, and I snort into my hand. I also note a spider shape in the leaves, but decide to keep it to myself for the sake of time.
I point to Ron's cup. "Let's do Ron's next" We discuss Rons's future oh god it's hilarious. I mean, magic- but also- seeing the future. To be honest, I'm skeptical. I've seen my share of con-artists when I get dragged along on Dudley's special outings. I just took this class to hang out with Ron, to be honest. We decided that he was destined 'for greatness' via the symbols in his mug. We were just starting on mine, searching through the tessomachy section of the book for the specific cross symbol Ron had seen in my cup.
"Well, here's that wonky cross - that's trials and suffering. But this here could be the sun - that's happiness. So... you're going to suffer but you're gonna like it." Ron said before the Professor snatched the mug off of our table. She tutted over it for a half minute before gasping and dropping the cup.
It shattered on the floor. "What? Percy asked, worried.
"The grim" she said in a low voice.
"W- what?" Percy laughed nervously.
"This is no laughing matter, boy!" Trelawney said "Your brother is going to die" she insisted. "He had- he had the falcon- a deadly enemy"
"Well, that's Voldemort, right?" Percy questioned, trying to deny the allegation "And he's dead, right?"
Ignoring the students that maybe just fainted on the floor, the professor continued "The club- an attack, the skull- danger, and The Grim- a spectral dog, the most serious omen of death." Ok. cue more fainted students and short screams. Even Percy is shocked silent.
Suddenly Hermione interjects. "Really? This is the stupidest thing. There are so many ways to interpret these. You're just trying to worry everyone over nothing" She huffs.
"Do not be so rash, child. You do not share the aura- the sight. Very little receptivity to the great resonance of the future." Hermione glared at the woman.
"It looks like a donkey to me" Seanus Finnagan remarked, staring at the cup over Trelawney's shoulder.
"OK, when you're all done deciding my future, tell me" I burst, angrily, surprising everyone and even myself. Percy glanced at me, worried.
"Yes, we should end the class here." the professor said mistily. She turned to Neville, as if nothing had happened. "You'll be late next class. Do your best to catch up." she remarked and then wandered to the back of the classroom.
"You'd think they wouldn't let the teachers have access to drugs" Percy remarked as we gathered our things. We all stared at him. "What? The sybil- like in greek mythology. They were the priestesses. The ones at Delphi sat on this wack stool over a crack in the ground and some weird gas came out. They would mutter nonsense, and people would interpret it as prophecies. Also, she acts like she's high."
Hermione broke out of her stupor first. "You're smarter than you look" she said, and affably bumped his shoulder on the way towards the trap-door. We followed her, eager to leave the room and head to transfiguration. McGonagall stands at the head of the classroom at her desk. I barely heard the beginning of her lecture, something about animagi, distracted by the furtive glances everyone in the class was throwing in my direction, as if I was going to drop dead any second now. The professor sighed. "Divination?" she assumed. The pale-faced students in the classroom nodded with wide eyes. She sighed "Who's going to die?" que everyone staring at me. Great. "Divination is one of the most imprecise magic practises, and Professor Trelawney…" She trailed off. "I hope you'll excuse me if I still assign you tonight's homework, you look to be in perfect health mister Potter. I assure you, you need not hand it in if you die". Hermione chuckled, and a warmer atmosphere returned to the room. It was easier to forget about the omens when we weren't in that room. After the professor restarted and finished her lecture, she assigned us the homework of perfecting the use of the avifors spell, and sent us on our way to lunch. As we ate, Hermione and Ron got into an argument about the grim. Hermione stormed off with the final remark of 'that lesson was rubbish compared to Arithmatcy!'.
We all stared at one another. "So um, did anyone else notice that she hasn't had that class yet?" Percy questioned. Ron and I nodded distractedly, staring at her retreating figure.
OK ITS DONE. that took forever. OH WELL SUE ME. (im kidding please don't)
Well, bye!
Also, input on ships? I know for sure about Percabeth, but Drarry? Pls share!