"You can See the future?"
"Hello, Harry," the girl muttered, eyes trained on her essay. "You've spoken with Sirius, then?"
Harry nodded, slipping into the library seat across from her. "He told me."
She sighed, "It's not really the future, or seeing. More like...reading - I read a future, but we rewrote it."
"...and now?"
The girl clenched her fist. "Now anything can happen," she confirmed.
"Oh." Harry pondered for a moment. "Why?" He asked, surprising the girl.
"Why, what?"
"Why help Sirius?" Why help me?
"To improve society."
"That's...noble."
"No," she corrected, "that's ambitious."