Divination was by far Teddy's least favourite subject, but it was loads better than things like ancient times (which coincidently his farther had adored). Trelawney was an old fake and everyone knew that. She often paced around the class room, staring at people through those large round glasses, that magnified her bug like eyes, while she predicted their early, gruesome death. Matt gave Teddy a look of horror as their teacher made her way over to their table on the far right of the classroom. She looked the two boys sternly in the eyes and opened her mouth- but no sound came out. Finally, after about a minute of gaping towards them, she started to stutter uncontrollably.
"Do you think she's-" Matt stopped his whisper quickly. As if reading his mind, Teddy answered
"It's not full moon" .
Trelawney continued to stare and stutter, until finally, she seemed to find her words. Her voice came out raspy and quick.
"Those of the blood line so fretfully close
She who never belonged
But always did
Born to he who is worse than evil
While some are angels
Others are the devils
Strive to match the dark lords regime
She who is dark must find light
He who has knowledge must find evidence
And he who belongs must accept the end"
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Indiscretions Of War - A Next Generation Harry Potter Fanfic
FanfictionIn fifth year, Teddy Lupin is faced with the Tri-wizard Tournament, an event that almost killed his god father. However, the tournament quickly becomes the least of his worries, when an interesting and enchanting Beauxbatons student helps him with c...
