This for all you centaurs out there! YOU AND YOUR STAR OBSESSIONS!
Firenze trotted over the thick mat of leaves and branches. It was a cloudless night, and all the centaurs were gather together to read the stars.
As Firenze reached the Forbidden Forest's largest clearing, he heard nervous mutters. His tail flicked involuntarily as he slipped into the crowd of centaurs, staring up at the sky.
Suddenly, a great white centaur reared up and bellowed, "SILENCE! The stars have sent us a strange message. For the past few weeks, the heavens above have decided to tell us…"
"… not to trust the stars."
There was a giant commotion. Centaurs reared and shouted at each other, panicking at the thought that they could not trust their beloved stars. If the message was true, then the message was false, along with every other message in the past, present and future. If the message was wrong, then why were the stars lying?
Firenze backed away from the freaked-out centaurs. Now would be a good time to abandon the intricate life of the heavens, and to go work as a Divination professor for Professor Dumbledore.
After all, Firenze was pretty sure that house elves had a large supply of carrots and sugar cubes.