Footnotes

Entry #12: January 3rd

Break was over and classes began again; and as classes began so did the bombardment. People began asking the Potter twins all about the event and not leaving it alone. For the most part they handled it well and Emma was getting stronger.

"I still am not use to the whole 'no letters' thing. It's so abnormal."

"Ah, but what really is normal?" I asked in reply. Emma smiled and pointed her fork loaded with pancake at me with a nod of agreement.

"Touché my friend."

"Ugh, we have a test in Potions today," James groaned suddenly. Emma snorted as Peter jumped up like there was a tack in his seat to go get his text book.

"I hope we don't that whole Rune and bone reading thing in Divinations. That's duller than tea leaves," Emma complained as she angrily cut into her thick slice of bacon. I laughed in agreement as I finished copying an indigents list from James. Remus just turned a blind eye as I did. Breakfast otherwise seemed normal. The twins were moving on in their lives, which made all of us proud. The bell rang and Lily gave James a quick kiss before they went to class. Emma and I got up and went to Divinations. When we took our seats we noticed that the whole class was staring at Emma, all of their faces switching to looks of sympathy. Professor Teabag, as we called her, was only making matters worse.

"If only I had foreseen this coming!"

"No, its okay there wasn't anything anyone could have done," Emma replied. The deranged professor refused to give up as Emma tried to go back to reading her runes.

"No! I know I could have been of use to them I just know it!"

"Please Professor, let it go," I said cutting in. Emma shot me a look. I didn't reply.

"Oh think of the lives we can save on further on in the years if only I can get a future reading class started!"

"Isn't that what this class is?"

"Oh no dear, it's much much more than that! But this war…we must stop this war. Those poor people died to give us insight…a great insight…" Emma winced once she heard that. I stood up and face the crazed professor.

"That is ENOUGH! Can't you see she's hurting? Bringing it up over and over again is just going to make the wound deeper. Give her a break for Merlin's sake! All she really needs is a little bit of compassion, not reminders!"

"Mr. Black, that is quiet enough out of you. I advise you to go to the Headmaster's office; now," She snapped. I grabbed my stuff and left the class, not even looking behind me. I hoped I hadn't embarrassed Emma. I made my way slowly to Dumbledore's office smugly. He wouldn't punish me, I felt it, but he would talk to me that was for sure. I took a deep breath as I reached his door and paused before I knocked.

"Please come in," I heard him call. I did as I was told and stepped into the room closing the door behind me. Albus smiled at me.

"Well it's a pleasure to see you Mr. Black; unfortunately I feel we are here to discuss grave matters. Please have a seat."

"Yes sir," I replied. Albus nodded and took out a letter. I never could quiet get how teachers got the word to each other so fast. Almost as if Albus had read my mind he laughed.

"So I am under the impression that you yelled at Professor Trelawney, is that correct?" He asked me holding out a plate filled with lemon drops. I grabbed one and thanked him. As I ate it I grimaced.

"Well you know what the Potter's are going through right now, and the last thing they need is one of our Professor's making a scene about it in front of the class," I said politely. He nodded to himself and I could tell he was thinking deeply. He folded his hands in that "Albus" way and looked at me over his half moon spectacles.

"So you were merely standing up for Emma. And the class will back you up on your story?"

"Yes sir."

"Very well then, I will have a talk with Professor Trelawney. I know she'll understand. She gets so carried away with things sometimes…"

"That's it?" I said before I could stop myself. Albus laughed again.

"No punishment, no detention? No crystal ball cleaning, nothing at all?" I asked. Again, I got laughter. I shrugged and he dismissed me. Emma was waiting in Potions for me, a kind smile on her face.

"You didn't have to do that for me," She said. I shook my head as I sat down. Slughorn had started the class but we weren't paying attention.

"No, I did Em. She was just reopening the wounds that had just started to heal. It's never fun, I know."

"Is that what happened to you?" Slughorn passed us and checked our potions and of course, because of Emma, they were both spot on. Damn her and her multitasking. I didn't answer at first.

"Yeah when dad died, everyone made it worse. I couldn't be myself fully until I met you and James."

"Well, then apparently destiny is trying to tell you something," Emma replied. She seemed to be handling this far better than her brother at the current moment. I stopped what I was doing mid chop and stared at her.

"Then what do you think destiny is trying to tell you?"