Eleanor Snape- Book 2

"The Sight"

I found myself walking up stairs to the North Tower at about 5:50 later that day. When I got there, a ladder had already been lowered for me. I willed myself to climb it, reluctantly entering the Divination classroom.

I walked into the warm, red glow, eyeing the tea shop setting.

"Hello?" I questioned from the center of the room. Looking through the smoking haze, I could barely see some one sitting in a corner. "Professor?" I questioned, stepping forward.

"Ah," She stood up. "I see you have finally accepted your powers."

"Dumbledore sent me." I argued, trying to make my point clear. She hesitated.

"I know that. I knew that long before you did." She dramatically pointed at me, making her long, beaded necklaces swing and catch the light.

"Um, okay. What are you going to do?" I took a couple steps away from her.

"I am going to prove to you that you do, indeed, have..." She got right beside me and whispered softly in my ear. "The Sight."

"Good luck with that." I mumbled.

"Take a seat," She offered. I sat down on one of the more cushioned chairs. She put down a cup of tea on the round table. I looked at her blankly. "Go on," She nudged it closer.

I picked it up and took a sip, almost coughing it back it. It was sassafras.

"Drink it all," She said, "And tell me what you see in the bottom." Reluctantly, I did so and looked inside the cup. A splat of soggy, brown spices looked back at me. "Hmmm?" She smiled and raised her eyebrows.

"I see a a blob of tea spices."

Ahh," She rose up, "let me see," I handed her the cup. She tapped the side of it with her wand and handed it back. "Now, what do you see." I peered in and saw that the blob was now the shape of a man. Typical.

"I still see spices." I lied. She hurriedly took it form me and laid it down on the table behind us.

"No, matter. We will move on," She crossed the room and grabbed a crystal ball. "Peer into it, and tell me what you see." She sat it in front of me. I looked into it, watching smoke fill up inside, twirling and swirling.

"Smoke..."

"Look closer, dear." She pushed my face inches from the crystal.

"All I see is smoke." She frowned, disheartened.

"Okay," She reached into her shawl and pulled out a deck of playing cards, "Try thi-" She suddenly took a deep breath. All the cards fell to the ground and spread all over the floor.

"Two champions will suffer on what would be their finest day." She bellowed, emotionless, in a deep, flat voice, "A wizard reborn will rise that night. One will die by the time of the birth. The other will survive before the second time. Both will return to the school, but only one will move on."

I starred at her, wide eyed and dropped jaw. She blinked a couple times and smiled.

"What is it?"

"I...I..." I was to frightened for words. What had just happened?

"You what?"

"I've got to go," I hopped up, climbed down the ladder, and ran straight to my Uncle Severus's office.