Faye repositioned herself, swishing her legs to the side in a fruitless attempt to look even slightly less awkward. The whole class were positioned on small poufs, gangly teenage limbs spilling out from under far-too-tiny tables. Although, Faye noted whilst looking around at the class of uncomfortable Gryffindors and Slytherins, it was decorated quite well, full of red and purple bohemian patterns draped across the tables.
If only those tables were twice as large.
Faye had been lucky enough to come in last and snag a table to herself, right next to Harry and Ron's shared discomfort. She had just enough room to hide her legs under the table without toppling it over or kneeing someone in the groin - and she thought that was a great achievement.
"Welcome, my children! In this room, you shall explore the mysterious art of Divination. In this room, you shall discover if you possess..." their eccentric professor dramatically paused, and walked right into her desk as she said "... the Sight!!"
Muffled laughter shook the students, but the professor was oblivious, staring around at them with the widest eyes Faye had ever seen.
"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."
"What rubbish." Hermione muttered under her breath, from the other seat at Faye's table.
The other three whipped their heads around, startled.
"Where'd you come from?" Ron whispered, sounding thoroughly confused.
Hermione just got out her book, "me? I've been here all along."
Faye just stared at her as Professor Trelawney moved towards Neville, shakily grabbing his shoulder.
"You, boy! Is your grandmother well?"
"I... I think so."
"I wouldn't be so sure of that." She grabbed his teacup from Dean and moaned before moving away, leaving poor Neville looking frightened out of his mind. "Broaden your minds!"
Moving quickly to Ron, she stopped. "You, my dear! Are you in the beyond?"
Ron spluttered, "Uh... I think so?"
Faye and Hermione shared an amused look.
"What do you see in Mr Potter's cup, Mr. Weasley?"
Fumbling for his book, Ron stared at the teacup. "Well. He's got a wonky sort of cross - that's trials and suffering. But this lot here could be the sun - that's great happiness. So..." he looked up at Harry hopelessly, "you're gonna suffer. But you're gonna be happy about it."
Faye, Hermione and Harry were barely choking back laughter until the Professor screamed at the teacup. She grappled at Harry, looking at him with pity and fear.
"My dear boy... you have... the Grim!"
Some students gasped, most just looked confusedly at the Professor now backing away from Harry.
"The Grin? What's the Grin?" Seamus broke the whispering.
"The Grim. Not the grin, you idiot." Parvati replied.
"Taking the form of a giant spectral dog, it is among the darkest omens in our world. It is an omen... of death."
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The four Gryffindors were navigating the steep hill down from the castle with their classmates, discussing the previous class.
"Death omens. Honestly!"
Hermione was clearly a bit cynical.
"If you ask me, Divination's a very wooly discipline. Now Ancient Runes, that's a fascinating subject."
Ron spun around to face her (a precarious move on this particular mountainside), "Ancient Runes? Exactly how many classes are you taking this term?"
"A fair few."
"Hang on..." Ron was at least walking while facing forward now, which was something. "Ancient Runes is on the same time as Divination. You'd have to be in two classes at once!"
Faye and Harry shared a look over their friends bickering like an old, married couple.
Hermione laughed. "Don't be silly. How could anyone be in two classes at once? ...Broaden your minds!!"
The others burst out laughing, Faye joining in on the mimic.
"Use your inner eye to see the future!"
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"Gather 'round. Find yerself a spot. Now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books." Hagrid announced to the forming class, of once again Gryffindors and Slytherins, in the forest clearing by his hut.
"And exactly how do we do that?" Faye heard the distinct sound of Draco Malfoy's rude tone, though she couldn't blame him - their books were quivering violently, Faye didn't feel like losing a hand to hers.
"Crikey, didn' yeh know? All yeh've got ter do is stroke 'em. "
The class all stroked the spines of their books, which shivered and fell open. Faye and Hermione exchanged a delighted look at the creatures.
"Ron looks absolutely terrified of his." she whispered to Hermione, who stifled a giggle.
"That's just how he looks at all books." Faye laughed so hard at this, some people around them stared.
"Yeah, real hilarious. God this place has gone to the dogs. Wait until my father hears Dumbledore's got this oaf teaching classes." Draco shoved his way to the front of the pack of students.
Harry angrily stepped out to him. "Shut up Malfoy."
Draco and his cronies all scoffed at Harry's threatening tone, he swished his way up to him but then stopped suddenly, pointing to behind the Gryffindors and looking terrified.
"Dementor! Dementor!"
All the Gryffindors suddenly turned to look, except for Faye. She'd been watching the whole exchange carefully and she had figured Draco would pull a stunt like that. She kept her eyes on him as they pulled up their hoods and made 'oooh' sounds at Harry.
Hermione went and dragged Harry away, all the Gryffindors shooting daggers at the Slytherins, and then Slytherins patting each other on the back. Faye stood there though, staring at Draco with an unreadable expression on her face. She wasn't quite sure yet how to carry out this 'helping/changing Draco Malfoy' plan she had.
Draco caught her eye, and stared back, looking smug. As Faye continued to look at him though, his expression became blank like hers. She kept the eye contact for a minute more then turned and walked back to her group, feeling his eyes bore into her back as she left.
Faye smirked to herself. She knew exactly what to do about Draco Malfoy.
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I'm using the POA movie and the script to help me with the accuracy of the scenes while writing this, just letting you know, but sometimes like right now, it's night time and I can't watch the scenes so I'm taking the lines out of the script - which means some of them are slightly different to the movie bc they got altered while filming :) but it's all pretty accurate!!!
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ethereal {draco malfoy romance}
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