Forever | Harry Potter x Reader

What's the Grim?

After huffing our way up too many steps, passing down wrong corridors, and climbing through a trapdoor on the ceiling, we finally made it to the Divinations classroom, ready for our first lesson.

The classroom was in the shape of a circle and was crammed with twenty circle tables. The room was dimly lit and the shelves were lined with an assortment of feathers, playing cards, crystal balls, and teacups. On top of a desk sat a tea kettle burning some sort of perfume that stunk up the whole room.

"This is homely," I say with my nose scrunched.

"Where is she?" Harry asks.

"Welcome, my children, take a seat," A lady said stepping into the firelight as if on cue. Her hair was a frizzy mess and her eyes bulged behind her huge glasses. She had beads hanging around her neck that clunked together when she walked and she gave off the same scent as whatever was inside that kettle.

Ron, Harry, Hermione, and I sit down together at a table.

"I am Professor Trelawney. I see all of you have chosen to take Divination, a challenging subject for it will only help those who possess the Sight. Because of this, books will not take you very far in this course," Professor Trelawney spoke. At this, Hermione gave a startled look.

Suddenly, Professor Trelawney walks up to Neville, "You, is your grandmother well?" Her bulging eyes peered at Neville who looked terrified.

"Umm... I t-think so," Neville stuttered.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," she said as she pat his arm before walking away. Neville looked stunned. This class was already starting to sound like a joke.

Professor Trelawney then looked from anxious face to anxious face until she stopped at Parvati.

"My dear, beware a red-headed man," Professor Trelawney said. Parvati widened her eyes and scooted away from Ron. Ron looks at her, offended making me giggle.

"My dear, would you hand me a silver teapot from behind you?" Professor Trelawney asks Lavender Brown who gave a relieved sigh and handed it to her, "I want everyone to pair up and collect a tea cup. Come to me and I will fill it up, then you will drink it. Using pages 5 and 6 of Unfogging the Future, you will interpret your partner's patterns inside their tea cup," Professor Trelawney said.

Hermione and I paired up, filled our cups and began drinking the horrible tea. I made a gagging face at the tea cup. Hermione laughed but tried to cover it up with a cough as Professor Trelawney had whipped her head around to look at us.

Harry and Ron were already reading their cups, so we leaned in to listen.

"So you've got a sort of wonky cross thing which means—oh, suffering—and then there's a sun—that means happiness, so you're gonna suffer, but you're gonna be happy about it," Ron finished.

"I'll be suffering if I have to stay in this class any longer," I say. Harry chuckled at my comment.

Professor Trelawney turned around and gave us a suspicious look. She motioned for Ron to hand her the cup.

"Let's see my dear—" Professor Trelawney clutched her chest suddenly.

Professor Trelawney said, "My dear boy, you have the Grim!" Professor Trelawney shuddered.

"What's the Grim?" Harry asked.

"The Grim is the worst omen of all. The Grim is the omen of death!" Professor Trelawney exclaimed. Gasps and murmurs broke out among the Gryffindors.

"Oh, please. It doesn't even look like the Grim," Hermione snapped, looking down at the cup. I look at her completely shocked. Hermione's never talked to a teacher like that.