Obsessed

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FIRST PERSON
"Ah, yes! Ms.Dixon." Professor Trelawny reached out to my table where I sat across from Hermione. Our lessons resumed only a few days ago since the break came to an end. My bracelet began to glow my favorite color, meaning Harry brought his attention to me as well.

"Yeah?" I lifted my head up from the table and looked around as eyes fell on me.

"Please, enlighten us on what is shown on your parchment." The professor smiled and motioned to my tiny slip of paper. I read it to myself and looked up at Harry before turning back to the professor.

"It says.. Scar." I spoke receiving a wince from Harry. Ron reached out to him as Harry's hand massaged his forehead for comfort. At first I thought he was joking or being dramatic but Harry rarely ever jokes on purpose.

"Alright?" Ron whispered to Harry in concern. Harry nodded and looked back at me.

"Everyone read their words out loud from right to left in a mannerly order." Our professor instructed happily.

"Time." Hermione read for her turn.

"Help." Ron spoke and looked around at the classroom with a worried expression.

"Family.." Harry whispered. Everyone immediately turned to him with confusion. Professor Trelawny stepped a bit closer to him.

"Could you speak up please dear?" She spoke to him with excitement.

"It says.. Family." Harry raised his voice and the class began to whisper. 'But.. Harry has no-'

"Uh.. mine says Quiet." Seamus interrupted my thoughts as the students continued to read their clue words for the close future.

Hermione and I discussed how the words were probably just nonsense and meant nothing as Ron and Harry believed everything and worried.

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"Scar.." I whispered to Hermione as we walked further away from the Divination classroom. Harry was kept behind by the professor for some reason but Ron followed alongside us, still on edge. "Do you think.. i'm going to harm Harry somehow?" I questioned Hermione with worry.

"What? No!" She exclaimed as we reached the bottom of the staircase, "You wouldn't dare hurt anyone." She told me with a smile saying everything will be fine. 'I don't know if she's completely right about that..' Ron however, tripped on a piece of balled up paper and nearly fell.

"Woah!" I caught him due to instinct, "Need help there bud?" He started to find his balance and his eyes widened almost immediately.

"No- w-wait- yes!" He stuttered and stood up straight, "Yes, I do need your help right now so therefore, I won't need anyone's help later and nothing bad will happen. Blimey! I was scared for no reason at all." He voiced with pride.

"That's not how it works. Anyway, I highly doubt you being unable to walk like a normal teenage boy was what you truly needed help with." Hermione rolled her eyes and scoffed at him.

"Gee thanks, Hermione." Ron stated in sarcasm, "Remind me why we're friends again." I let them argue on as I looked down at my bracelet as it appeared on my arm and glowed brightly as my favorite color again.

"Guys, wait!" I turned around to see Harry shoving himself through the crowd to reach us.

"What is it, Harry?" I studied his startled expression eagerly. He paused and changed his expression to a smile.

"Nothing, I'm fine." He assured which left me a bit confused but i'd ask him later.

"You're full of it, Hermione! I know your filthy cat devoured Scabbers I saw how eager it was to tear him apart!" Ron rolled his eyes as him and Hermione continued on with their argument.