Chapter Twelve: Issues that are not resolved, are still not resolved, but progress is made towards resolving them

After examining Harry in his private spots, like the area behind his ear and his right shoulder, Madam Pomfrey was able to confidently state that not only was he not dead, but he was also completely healthy and free to go. She didn't bother giving Hermione or Ron a check-up, because they are not Harry Potter and never need to be checked up on in the Hospital Wing…an oversight she would eventually regret maybe.

The three all left the Hospital Wing after spending an entire chapter there. Unsure of what to do, as it was not yet tomorrow, the three decided to wander aimlessly around the castle, hoping something would happen that could advance the plot.

And something did!

A scrawny, shawled women with unnecessarily large glasses that made her protuberant ocular orbs look like the protuberant ocular orbs one would expect to find on a large insect, or adorable mammalian creature, not on a person, regardless of the amount of shawl they were wearing, showed up and did not appear surprised at all to be running into the five.

"Ah!" Neville said, who was in fact surprised to be running into the one.

"I foresaw our meeting," the woman, who was secretly Professor Trelawney, said.

"Well, I did too," Harry said. "I could see you walking towards us down the hallway."

"Harry!" Ron said angrily. "Why didn't you warn us?"

"Silly boy," Trelawney said with a titter. "I am a seer. Of the FUTURE."

"I don't understand," Harry said. "Like, you see what happens in the future? Does that stop you from seeing what happens in the present?"

"No, of course not. I merely forget what has happened in the past."

"That makes sense," Hermione said, using her brain magic to study the woman.

"I have proof of my powers…observe! I predict that in a matter of seconds Harry will be surrounded by four rings of light!"

Everyone went "Ooh!" as Trelawney basked in the awe her prediction created. They continued saying ooh, even as Trelawney drew her wand, pointed it at Harry and said: "Duos Orbis of Lux lucis!"

A trio of shiny rings, formed entirely out of the photons that form light, slowly surrounded Harry, like a group of slightly drunk bees would move when attempting to dissuade a somewhat disheveled brown bear from using a half-empty chainsaw to cut down the oil rig holding the hive of bees.

"Wow, that was amazing!" Harry said, wonder-struck at such an eerily accurate prediction of future events.

"Yes Harry, this proves that not only am I not a fraud, but also you are the Chosen One!"

"Cool!" Harry said.

Hermione stared at the rings suspiciously, her brain magic working overtime. As Trelawney gleefully mentioned other predictions she predicted she would make, Hermione interrupted. "I apologize for interrupting professor, but I must tell everyone else that I am going to the library to do research!"

"That's okay," Trelawney said with a smile that quirked up on the right side and twitched slightly, "I knew you would ask that."

As Hermione ran off to the library, Ron chuckled slightly. "That Hermione, always running off to research in the Hogwarts school library."

Before anything else could happen, something else happened. And that something was Draco Malfoy!

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Harry Potter," Draco said, sauntering up like he owned the place, which is of course not true as Hogwarts is a public school and does not belong to anyone, not even someone with hair as Wesker-like as Draco Malfoy.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry demanded, squinting around the rings that were bobbing around him in a magical, but somewhat irritating manner.

Malfoy attempted to plant his thumbs into his belt and lean back, while snorting out a large quantity of phlegm. His attempt to be badass was thwarted as he realized that his robe had no belt. Since he didn't want to swallow the phlegm, he just jammed his pointy little thumbs into his robe until they poked through and then spat.

"I just saw the wizard version of a western, and I came to rub in how I can see movies and you can't because you are poor and have too many parents," Malfoy said.

"No, that's Ron. I'm wealthy and don't have enough parents," Harry said.

"Ooh! You saw 'The Good, the Bad and the Wizard'?" Ron asked excitedly.

"No, 'Fistful of Wizard Money'," Malfoy said contemptuously.

"Hey don't make fun of my parents! They're dead and can't defend themselves!" Harry said.

"And my parents are too poor to defend themselves from your wealthy insults!"

Malfoy laughed loudly and spectacularly, and everyone quailed before his insulting might.

"Is there no one who can stop this monster?" Neville wailed.

"Foolish fool! Your parents are crazy!" Malfoy said, his terrible words piercing Neville's emotional armor and sending the chubby boy spiraling into an existential crisis.

Lightning crackled and the castle shook as Malfoy grew bloated with his cruel and critical power. The lake sloshed and crashed brutally against the magical swim team.

"Malfoy is a legitimate threat right now!" Ron said

Gulping loudly, Trelawney stepped forward.

"Malfoy…you must stop this madness! I will take points from Slytherin!"

"I can't be stopped; my father has too much money! You are a teacher and therefore don't make enough money to even talk to me!"

"No! I won't let you destroy Hogwarts, Draco, I take five points from Slytherin for blatant disregard for the lives of your classmates!"

Malfoy tumbled backwards, the shock of losing points temporarily weakening his power. But before the heroes could make a come-back, Snape billowed into the room, sneering and sneezing.

"And I award ten points to Slytherin for the initiative he is showing in challenging his peers with a life-threatening situation. He is trying to encourage them to grow as people, and give them character! Also, five points from Gryffindor!"

"Agh!" Trelawney said, reeling backwards. "I have done what I could, but it seems like I am not powerful enough to stand against them."

Wind gusted around the hallway and everyone who was not a Slytherin or Harry was blown back into the walls, with Neville flying out of one of the windows. Harry hunkered down, fighting the ripping wind as Malfoy mocked Harry's lack of parents ruthlessly. All seemed lost, until suddenly Harry had an epiphany!

"You're right Malfoy, I have no parents and can't match you on those grounds…but I do have something I can compete with you in!"

"What?" Malfoy said, shouting to be heard over the screaming tornado his magic insulting words had created.

"The amount of money I have!"

"What? Impossible! The Malfoy's are super-rich!"

"That may be, but all your money and influence stems from your father. My parents are dead, and therefore all of the wealth in my family belongs to me! Making me, Harry Potter, a more wealthy individual than Draco Malfoy!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Malfoy shrieked, his world-shattering power shattering as he realized the truth of Harry's statement. "I hate you Harry Potter! I will kill you in your sleep, so when you wake up you'll be dead!" Sobbing in realization at his newfound poorness, he shambled off, never to bother Harry again.

Everyone clapped and cheered for Harry, until Hermione showed up.

"Professor Trelawney is a fraud!"

Literally everyone gasped, even Hermione.

"Hermione, I knew you would say that, and I have a great counter-argument!" Trelawney said, recovering from Hermione's gasping spell first.

"Oh?" Hermione said, recovering from her own gasping spell second.

"Yes!" Trelawney said, recovering again. "You see, the future is not some transparent, easily observed thing. The future is soft and malleable, and for one to truly see the future, they must be willing to change the future!"

Hermione narrowed her eyes at Trelawney, much how a hunter would narrow his eyes at a second hunter who was attempting to hunt the first hunter's hunt, which is a rude thing to do and should never be done as it is rude. "So your argument is that in order to see the future, you have to make stuff happen?"

"That makes sense," Ron said.

"No it doesn't!" Hermione countered and threw a large library book at his eyebrows. "That book is the official Hogwarts book of future-ness, Future, A History and according to the book, when a seer sees the future, they speak in a really deep voice and are creepy. Trelawney, your voice was normal and I didn't find you any creepier than I normally do!"

Trelawney stepped back, certain that what was coming next would be bad. "What are you saying?"

"Professor…you are a fraud!"

"NOOOOOOOOO!" Trelawney screamed, noticeably louder, but shorter than Malfoy's scream because her lung capacity was not as good as it could be. Too much magical incense. That's a thing by the way.

"And with that, another teacher is defeated!" Hermione said happily, winning ten points for proving Trelawney was a fraud with logic.

"Whew, it looks like everything bad has been taken care of ever," Ron said. "The future is looking bright!"

"Ronald Weasley," Professor Dumbledore said, teleportaling inside of Seamus Finnegan. "Your sister will be attending Hogwarts, starting now."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"