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To say Scilla feel utterly pissed was an understatement. No, she was furious at Dumbledore for allowing Dementors on school ground. She have to continuously steer the first and second year Slytherin away from the Dementors.
Severus know that Scilla can sense nearby Dementors, and the only one who's not affected by their presence. And so he put her in charge of escorting the younger years to their classes along with the prefects. Especially the first year.
Like Scilla, Severus was beyond pissed at the headmaster. Many students have come asking for dreamless sleep or calming draughts. Although both potions are not hard to make, no it was a really easy potions to make for them, both the father daughter duo are more worried about the effects.
Both potion contain addictive ingredients. It can cause addiction for the students. Scilla really pity the 5th and 7th year who struggled with their upcoming OWLS and NEWT.
Scilla took it upon herself to comfort her fellow snakes in the comfort of their common room. Even the twins started to get less hyperactive, which worry Scilla so much.
There's a barrier that prevent the dementors from coming too close to the castle, but their mere presence still managed to reach across the barrier and affect the students and professors.
"I hate this." Draco grumbled under his breath.
Scilla side hugged her brother, gently rubbing his forearm to comfort him.
"I know, Dray. I know."
Draco huffed and stood up, pulling Scilla with him and leave the common room. Blaise Pansy, Theo, and Daphne trailing behind the two. The group of 6 made their way to their usual spot in the library.
They found Luna and Neville there. Both are too immersed in their book. Luna looked up and lit up in a bright smile when she saw Scilla.
"Hello, Little Moon. Hi, Nev."
Scilla sat down beside Luna and gently patted the blonde 2nd year. Her eyes trailed to the book on Neville's hands.
"This is the first time I saw you read a book that's not herbology." Draco chimed, looking quite surprised.
"Since the castle is full of dementors, I want to know more about them. I wonder if there's a way to counter their effects."
"I didn't know you have a Ravenclaw blood in there." Scilla teased.
The Gryffindor looked sheepish at that and went back to his books. Scilla also wonder if there's a way to counter dementors effects.
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"I have divination?" Scilla frowned.
"I thought you hate divination?"
"I do hate it." She mumbled.
'That old goat must've changed my class.' She thought bitterly.
"I'll see you in CoMC, Dray."
Scilla made her way to the divination class reluctantly. She hates divination. One, the professor isn't even a seer. Two, even if she is, divination is best taught to those who have the gift of seer. Three, she lost her parents because of said professor. So yes, Scilla hate it with passion.
"Welcome, my children. In this room, you shall explore the mysterious art of Divination. In this room, you shall discover if you possess the Sight. Hello. I am Professor Trelawney. Together, we shall cast ourselves into the future. But know this. One either has the gift or not. It cannot be divined from the pages of a book. Books only cloud one's
Inner Eye."
"This is stupid." Scilla mouthed to Neville who sat beside her.
"You, boy! Is your grandmother well?" Trewlaney spin to face Neville who freeze.
"I-I think so." Neville glanced at Scilla unsure.
"I wouldn't be so sure of that." She spin back again.
"Don't listen to her words, Nev." Scilla whispered.
Scilla tuned out the rest of her words and instead played with the crystal ball infront of her. Until Neville nudged her and gave her a cup.
Scilla sighed tiredly and did what the other students do. She switched her cup with Neville, and looked at the lump of leaves.
"What do you see in Ms. Potter cup?" Trewlaney asked.
Neville fumbled nervously and looked at his book, trying his hardest to decipher the meaning of a lump of tea leaves.
Trewlaney took the cup and glanced down and gasped, throwing the cup back down. Looking at Scilla, who looked like she was done with life.
"My dear... You have the Grimm."
"The Grin? What's the Grin?"
"Not the grin, you idiot. The Grimm."
"But, what's the Grimm, Professor?"
"The Grimm..
Taking the form of a giant spectral dog, it is among the darkest omens in our world. It is an omen... of death."
All eyes turn towards the raven haired Slytherin who raised an eyebrow. Looking at Trelawney unamused.
Scilla bite her lips to prevent a groan. Hands clenching the table to prevent herself from banging her head on the table.
"So I'm going to die? Fantastic!" She smiled brightly.
Trewlaney walked back to check the others, although the class still enveloped in a tense silence.
If only they knew how she is technically immortal. As expected, this course is a joke.
Scilla looked at the cup and saw the tea leaves moving and forming a familiar face, smiling mockingly at her. Her smile twitched and she dumped the leaves in Neville's cup.
'How in Mort name did he do that?! What is he doing here in the first place? That old man.'
"Damn it, Papa." She muttered annoyedly.
Right at that moment, the class ended and Scilla grabbed her books and left the room without looking back, the smile dropped in seconds.
'That fucking old goat will pay for changing my class. There's no way I'm coming back here.'
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"How's divination?"
"Don't talk to me. I'm busy thinking."
"Should I be worried?" Blaise looked at her warily.
"What are you thinking?" Pansy nudged the raven haired girl.
"World domination, probably. It's Scilla we're talking about." Draco chimed in.
"Or ways to put Weasel Jr. in Azkaban?"
"Or the old goat."
"Nah, she's probably thinking what dessert we will have for dinner."
"Haha.. Very funny." Scilla sarcastically said.
"So what is it?" Daphne asked.
"Ways to torture a certain black dog." She said coldly.
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