"Hey, can I ask you two a question?"
"I didn't eat the last sausage roll you had in your bag," Parvati said.
"Oh, uh, wasn't my question but good to know," Harry said, wrong-footed. "Do you know who did?"
"Is that your question?" Parvati yelped when Lavender pinched her.
"She's actually telling the truth," Lavender said, giving Parvati a stern look.
"Why are people surprised when I do that?" Parvati complained.
"Only because I saw you open the box and it was empty already," Lavender said. "So you're still guilty! Just slow!"
"You're guilty! We were going to split it!"
Harry grinned. "You two are great."
"Glad you think so," Parvati smiled.
Lavender shook her head. "What's up Harry?"
"I had a question about prophecies, have you learned about them in divination yet?"
"Oh yeah, sort of. What do you want to know?" Lavender looked up at him quizzically.
"How do they work, exactly?" Harry asked slowly.
"Well, if it's a true prophecy, as in made by an actual seer, then they're basically fated to happen," Parvati said.
"An actual seer?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, divination is a lot less concrete than other schools of magic," Lavender said. "A bunch of it is open to interpretation and there's been a lot of people who claim to be seers but aren't. So their predictions and prophecies don't come true."
"Are there a lot of actual seers and prophecies?"
"They're really rare," Parvati said. "But there are a lot of recorded proofs of actual prophecies."
"And if it's an actual one, it has to happen or be true?" Harry asked quietly.
"Yes and no," Lavender said. "We've learned that the substance is true, but how it becomes true is really up to debate. For example, if you're fated to lose something-"
-like your last sausage roll," Parvati added.
"-like your last sausage roll," Lavender said, poking Parvati, "then it will happen one way or another. But if the prophecy said that it will be done by a dark-haired individual-"
"-hey don't profile me!" Parvati said
"-then while it will be a dark-haired individual's fault, it might not be the one you think it is," Lavender finished, sticking her tongue out at her friend.
"Oh yeah, it could be the dark-haired individual's sister," Parvati said brightly.
"Padma would ask," Lavender sniffed.
"She doesn't ask me," Parvati retorted.
"So say it's prophesied that I'm going to break a cup," Harry offered slowly, "I can either just smash it but it could happen completely on accident?"
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A Taste of Magic
FanfictionMagic is easy to see, to feel, to hear, to touch. The magic on the plate and the palate, however, is one that Magicals and Muggles alike can appreciate. Harry Potter will go on a journey to find the taste that he is looking for, and the magic that...
