The Boy Who Fought: OC X Hermione

A Real Prediction

As Harry, Ron, Carson, and Hermione were sat at the table in divination, Professor Trelawney was using crystal balls with every student, much to Hermione's displeasure. She still thought divination was a joke.

"Relax... Let your mind... go..." The eccentric professor said to the class.

"Crystal-gazing requires that you clear the Inner Eye. Only then, will you... See. Oh my, what do we have here...?" The professor said, looking into Carson's crystal ball.

"You have a girl, brown hair and eyes who will stick with you through everything, and you will spend the rest of your life with her...yes that's very good." The professor said, as Hermione and Carson looked at each other and smiled.

"But you also have... my dear boy not again." She said, growing ominous.

"Here we go again. It's the Grim! It's the Grim!" Hermione shouted, gaining the whole classes attention.

Professor Trelawny narrowed her eyes at Hermione before diverting her attention to the bushy haired girl. "My dear, from the moment you first arrived in my class, I sensed that you did not possess the proper spirit for the noble art of Divination. You may be young in years, but the heart that beats beneath your bosom is as shriveled as an old maid's, your soul as dry as the pages of the books to which you so desperately cleave."

"How dare you! My soul is not dry! My heart is not old! You're nothing but an old fraud! I'm done with this class! I'm leaving!" Hermione shouted as Ron stifled a laugh at the girl, earning a smack to the back of the head by her boyfriend.

Hermione got up from her seat, smacked the crystal ball off the table and left the room.

"'In late spring, one of our number will leave us forever!' You knew, Professor! You saw." Lavender Brown said, amazed at the teacher.

"On these occasions, I take no joy in my gift, Miss Brown." The professor said, as Carson sent a light to Hermione from his necklace.

Once the class ends, Ron starts to walk with Neville, glancing at Carson and Harry before he goes.

"She's gone mental, Hermione has. I mean, not that she wasn't always mental, but now it's out in the open for everyone to see..." Ron said to Neville, as Carson death glared him to talking about Hermione like that.

Harry and Carson go to pick up Hermione's dropped crystal ball, seeing a shape inside of it, that reveals to be Sirius Black.

"Professor Trelawney." Harry and Carson said, as she put a hand on one of their shoulders.

"He will return tonight...." Professor Trelawny said in an eerily hollow voice.

"Sorry?" Carson said, thinking he must've misheard.

"Tonight, when the clock strikes twelve, the servant shall break free. He and his Master shall be reunited. It cannot be prevented." She said in her eerie voice.

She gives the boys a wicked smile, before dropping her head back down, and she blinks, rising her head back up.

"Did you say something boys?" She said, back in her normal voice.

"No. nothing professor." Carson said, running out of the room with Harry at his side.

"Did she just-?" Harry said, lost for words.

"Make a real prediction? I think she did."