Talons and Tea Leaves
by
Ruby
Hermione sat at her desk and sighed. She had just reread a letter she had received in the past ten minutes for a fifth time.
Dear Ms. Granger,
It has come to my attention that I am in need of some legal representation. The allegations are of course absurd but nonetheless they have been made. I know I could request aid from another person but seeing as we have had previous interaction and the inner eye commanded it I am going to go with you. If it would please you, meet me at a quarter past four in a private parlor at the Three Broomsticks this Thursday. Please reply as soon as possible.
Sincerely,
Professor Trelawney
She would have to agree there was no escaping. She made it a rule to at least discuss with clients what their issue was before deciding if she wanted to take on that new client. Seeing and Trelawney was a prospective client she would have to meet with her. She didn't like it. She didn't want to. The past she had with the Divination professor was sketchy at best. It wasn't even much of one. But Hermione grudgingly dipped her quill in ink and wrote.
Dear Professor Trelawney,
I will meet you then.
Sincerely,
Hermione Granger
Magical Law Enforcement
Attorney Department
XXX
4:15 Thursday.
Hermione waited patiently for Trelawney to arrive. The elder witch was going to be late soon. A parlor just off the main room had been reserved for this meeting. If Trelawney was more than twenty minutes late they would lose their spot seeing as she herself had reserved the room. But as Professor Trelawney walked in Hermione's ramblings became obsolete.
"Shall we?" Professor Trelawney indicated the room that they has reserved. Hermione nodded, removed herself from her chair, and followed the professor into their private parlor.
"I've ordered tea, it should be here any moment now—ah." The tea had arrived and Hermione poured herself some before sitting down in a comfortable looking armchair. Hermione didn't take out her quill and parchment. She would take note only if she decided to take on Professor Trelawney as a client. Hermione waited for the professor to settle before asking, "So what are these absurd accusations they you have found yourself victim of?"
"You know Seers have always been in an interesting position for there is an absurd law that states if a Seer knowingly gives false information, presents it as a true prediction, and the subject of that prediction acts on said information and come to harm the Seer may then face persecution." Trelawney looked disgusted. "There is this nag of a person claiming that I knowing gave him false information and he was injured as a result."
"What is this person's name?" Hermione asked.
"Tim Shelby." Trelawney responded.
"Did you give this man a prediction?"
"Yes." Trelawney looked haughty. "As a Seer it is my job to give predictions to those who ask for them."
"Did you give him false information?" Hermione sighed.
"How dare you suggest that I would give him inaccurate information. The inner eye is not something that can't be messed with!" Trelawney fumed.
"It is pertinent information for this case Professor." Hermione snapped back.
"I do not see why."
"Because the answer to that question will determine if I take you case or not." Hermione growled.
"I did not knowing give him false information Ms. Granger."
"I do not feel the need to take this case. Please contact another lawyer." Hermione grabbed her bad, stood up and walked out. She knew she should have never came to meet Professor Trelawney.