*The next morning, Hermione was the first to wake up and found Damian asleep on the couch. She found it odd and walked over to wake him up.*
Hermione: Damian? Damian. *Sighs.* Damian Wayne wake up!
*Damian slowly opened his eyes.*
Damian: Morning already?
Hermione: Yes. Now come on, we have class today.
Damian: What's first?
Hermione: Divination for you. I have a different class to go to.
Damian: Great. I'll wake Harry and Ron up.
Hermione: Good luck with that.
*Damian chuckled and got up to wake his buddies up. Later, Damian, Harry, and Ron sat together at a table and class began.*
Trelawney: Welcome, my children. In this room, you shall explore the noble art of Divination. In this room, you shall discover if you possess the Sight.
*She bumped into the table in front of her. The class laughed a bit.*
Trelawney: Hello. I am Professor Trelawney. Together we shall cast ourselves into the future. This term, we'll focus on Tasseomancy, the art of reading tea leaves. So please, take the cup of the person sitting opposite you.
*Harry took Ron's cup and Ron took Harry's cup. Damian was left all by himself.*
Trelawney: What do you see? The truth lies buried like a sentence deep within a book, waiting to be read. But first, you must broaden your minds. First, you must look beyond.
Hermione: What a load of rubbish.
*Damian turned to see Hermione sitting next to him. How did she get here?*
Damian: Where did you come from?
Hermione: Me? I've been here all this time.
Damian: No you weren't.
Hermione: Yes! I was. Now shush.
*Damian was going to ask more questions but she was right, class was going on.*
Trelawney: You, boy...Is your grandmother quite well?
Neville: I think so.
Trelawney: I wouldn't be so sure of that. Give me the cup.
*Neville handed her his cup. She looked into it and gave him a sympathetic smile.*
Trelawney: Pity. Broaden your minds.
*She walked around and stopped near Ron and looked at him.*
Trelawney: Your aura is pulsing, dear. Are you in the beyond? I think you are.
Ron: Sure.
Trelawney: Look at the cup. Tell me what you see.
Ron: Yeah. Harry's got sort of a wonky cross. That's trials and suffering. And that there could be the sun and that's happiness. So...you're gonna suffer, but you're gonna be happy about it.
*Both Harry and Damian looked at Ron with confused looks.*
Trelawney: Give me the cup.
*Ron handed it to her and she yelped in shock.*
Trelawney: Oh, my dear boy. My dear...you have the Grim.
Seamus: The Grin? What's the Grin?
Gryffindor Student: Not the Grin, you idiot.
*Damian looked through the pages and found the Grim.*
Damian: Here we go. The Grim. "Taking form of a giant spectral dog. It's among the darkest omens in our world. It's an omen...of death."
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The Dark Knight of Hogwarts: A Male Batman Reader x Hermione Granger Fanfic 1-4
ActionYoung Damian Thomas Wayne lost his parents due to a fire at Wayne Manor and only had one person to care for him, the family butler, Alfred Pennyworth. Ten years later, he's been accepted into Hogwarts where he meets some new friends, Harry Potter, R...
