❝𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲?❞
❝𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦.❞
𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 had a few, perhaps a little or more than a palm of qualms in his life. First up was the whole "The Boy-Who-Lived" shenanigans, then there was an ungodly am...
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XXX. DIVINE INTERVENTION
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"But I was built from special pieces
That I learned how to unscrew"
"I'LL BET YOU WISH YOU hadn't given up Divination now, don't you, Hermione?" asked Parvati, smirking.
It was breakfast time a few days after the sacking of Professor Trelawney, and Parvati was curling her eyelashes around her wand and examining the effect in the back of her spoon. They were to have their first lesson with Firenze that morning. It seemed that she was no longer all that upset about Trelawney.
"Not really," said Hermione indifferently, who was reading the Daily Prophet. "I've never really liked horses."
She turned a page of the newspaper, scanning its columns.
"Do you like horses?" Harry asked as he turned to Marjorie, who yawned as she poured a great amount of tea into her cup.
She paused and blinked. Then she turned to Harry, "No, Harry. I don't like horses,"
Harry nodded slowly. That was a relief to hear.
"Then that'll mean you won't fancy our new Divination teacher —"
"He's not a horse, he's a centaur!" said Lavender, sounding appalled by this conversation.
"A gorgeous centaur..." sighed Parvati.
"Either way, he's still got four legs," said Hermione coolly.
"How come you two are already drooling over Firenze anyway? Aren't you supposed to be upset that Trelawney's gone?" Marjorie quirked a brow at them.
"We are!" Lavender assured her. "We went up to her office to see her, we took her some daffodils — not the honking ones that Sprout's got, nice ones..."
"How is she?" asked Harry.
"Not very good, poor thing," said Lavender sympathetically. "She was crying and saying she'd rather leave the castle forever than stay here if Umbridge is still here, and I don't blame her. Umbridge was horrible to her, wasn't she?"
"I've got a feeling Umbridge has only just started being horrible," said Hermione darkly.
"Impossible," said Ron, who was tucking into a large plate of eggs and bacon. "She can't get any worse than she's been already."
"You mark my words, she's going to want revenge on Dumbledore for appointing a new teacher without consulting her," said Hermione, closing the newspaper. "Especially another part-human. You saw the look on her face when she saw Firenze..."
