The Reading of the Past

Chapter 1: The Second Seer

"Elli! Hurry up!"

It was a normal Saturday in the Slytherin common room. Two boys sat on armchairs across from the sofa where a girl with blackish-brown hair and blue eyes was literally half-asleep. Pansy Parkinson was, as always, trying to wake the girl on the sofa up. But it was usually hopeless when you tried waking Elliot McCauley up on a Saturday.

"Umbridge wants us down in the Great Hall for something!"

After several slaps, punches, bites, kicks and screams, Elliot finally woke up.

Elliot groaned. "'Wat d'ya wan, Panseeeee?"

Pansy repeated her earlier statement.

"Not the toad!" groaned Elliot.

"Yes, Elli'" said Pansy exasperatedly, "the toad."

Elliot had always hated Professor Umbridge. She was rude, she was stupid and she didn't let them use their wands in class! If there was anything Elliot loved more than food and sleep, it was her wand.

"Draco! Blaise! Help me get this lump of the couch!"

Elliot scowled and Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini tossed her on their shoulders fireman style and carried her out of the dungeons and upstairs to the Great Hall.

When Pansy and her friend Astoria (whom they had met up with on their way) opened the doors for the two boys and the lump, they were met with the sight of Umbridge sitting, irritated, at her usual spot. Dumbledore looked up from his sear and saw the five, immediately laughing. It was a Saturday tradition at Hogwarts for Elliot to be carried in by two Slytherin boys. She was laziest on Saturdays.

"Okay, Toadie, we're here," said Elli, rolling her eyes, "so what do you want?"

Umbridge smirked and did her little irritating cough (even though nobody was talking) and announced, "Hello everyone. As you know, I am Professor Delores Jane Umbridge-"

"-Get on with it, Toadie!"!

Umbridge glared at Elliot but continued.

"I have created Recollection Books."

The whole hall was silent. Everybody had confused looks plastered onto their faces except for the Hogwarts staff, Harry Potter and Elliot. The staff was shocked and Harry (and for some reason, Elliot) were angry.

"What the hell do you think you're playing at?" Elliot spat. "Recollection books? And whom are they on, may I ask?" She was scowling.+

"Harry Potter."

Elliot started screaming out at the top of her lungs.

"You foul, FOUL woman! Why in the world would you do that? Do you know what kind of danger that puts us all in? Especially in the seventh book?"

"What do you know, Ms. McCauley?" Umbridge said impatiently. "Besides, no danger will come from these books. Only showing that Mr. Potter is indeed a liar."

"Ugh! You don't understand, don't you? According to a prediction I made in Divination," McGonagall scoffed quietly, "there will be a war in two years and a good amount of our students will die!"

"Ms. McCauley, I hope you don't mind me saying that Divination is a very imprecise branch of magic-"

"-Of course you think so. I'd expect nothing less of a Transfiguration expert. But it comes in handy when you come from a line of Seers. Professor Trelawny, my aunt," the hall gasped, "happens to be related to Cassandra Trelawny, one of the most notes Seers in existence. So ecxuse me," said Elliot coldly.

"Anyways, there will be a war. And several students will die. Including..." She closed her eyes. "Colin Creeevey..." Dennis looked incredilously over, fear in his eyes. "Vincent Crabbe..." Crabbe and Goyle looked dull as usual. "...And Fred Weasley."

The whole Weasley family looked at one another and, after five seconds of staring, starting yelling at Elliot - saying that she was out of her mind, that she always had it in for Fred and that she was an evil twit. She heard none of this as she had passed out on the table.