Power and Persecution [1] || Harry Potter x OC x Draco Malfoy

74. Omen of Death

DISCLAIMER 

I do not own Harry Potter ... but if you had to assign a colour to each of the films what would each be (POA is definitely purple for me btw)

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Divination was a class taken by a mixture of both Hufflepuff and Gryffindor students.

Harry had taken a seat in the front of the classroom, sharing a table with Ron.

He caught sight of Bel's three Hufflepuff friends all taking their own seat as far away from him as physically possible.

Clearly, they still held a grudge over the situation she had gotten herself in last year.

But Harry would rather they blame him than learn the truth about Bel.

Not because he didn't want anyone to know, but because she didn't want anyone to know.

If the aftermath of that happening was a few loyal Hufflepuffs being mad at him, Harry believed he could live with it.

"Welcome, my children."

The voice of Professor Trelawney started to speak as she sat on a large red velvet chair towards the front of the room.

"In this room, you shall explore the noble art of Divination. In this room, you shall discover if you possess the Sight."

She spoke with a certain free flow to her words, making each and every one leave her tongue in the most dramatic of ways.

And as she did that, she stood up, walking directly into the small table in front of her.

"Hello. I am Professor Trelawney. Together we shall cast ourselves into the future!" the professor continued over the giggles of the students.

"This term, we shall focus on Tasseomancy, which is the art of reading tea leaves. So please, take the cup of the person sitting opposite you."

Harry and Ron exchanged their small china cups with a smirk and a shared glance that told the other they thought their new professor was completely mad.

"What do you see? The truth lies buried like a sentence deep within a book, waiting to be read", Trelawney continued as she made her way across the front rows of students, stopping when she reached Seamus Finnigan.

"But first, you must broaden your minds. First you must look beyond", she said, grabbing onto Seamus' head before throwing her arms into the air wildly.

"What a load of rubbish."

Harry and Ron both jumped out of their skins, turning around to see that Hermione had suddenly appeared at their table.

"Where did you come from?" Ron asked in shock.

"Me? I've been here all this time", Hermione replied before Professor Trelawney continued.

"You, boy ... Is your grandmother quite well?" she asked to a very nervous looking Neville Longbottom.

"I – I think so", Neville stuttered out.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that. Give me the cup", the professor trembled, holding out her hand towards the china cup belonging to Neville.

"Oooooh, mmmm. Pity", she muttered, putting it back down and shooting Neville a sympathetic look.

The boy instantly grabbed the cup, looking into it with alarm all over his face.

"You!" Trelawny practically yelled.