Lavender - Draco Malfoy

4, tea leaves

Quinn dreamt about the dementor she saw on the train. It was more of a nightmare than a dream, although she didn't feel scared this time, she wanted to know more about it. she was worried to talk about it after the incident and after Dumbledore made a speech in the great hall she made a mental note to talk to Harry about it as he clearly had a strong connection with them. Why didn't the dementor attack everyone in the carriage? Why just Harry? She wanted to save all these questions for the morning when she saw him.

Although it was almost winter, she didn't feel cold in her bed, so it was easy for her to get ready quickly and head to class. Her first class was Divination, something she hadn't heard about a lot and she wasn't sure who the professor was that taught it, but she was excited. Off she went down the long corridors once again, everyone else hurrying quickly to their classes as well. She finally found the classroom after getting lost a couple of times, but she wasn't too late. She noticed Ron, Harry and Hermione were in the class too, she smiled at them and they smiled back - Hermione giving a small wave as the teacher talked privately with one of the students. Quinn sat with Hermione who was also sitting at the same table as Ron and Harry. As they both turned to see where Quinn sat the both got a fright. "Where did you come from?" Ron asked, his hand on his heart, pretending to be in shock. Hermione answered by complaining about how rubbish the class was, and Quinn agreed. She wanted to learn how to cast spells and make potions that could turn toads into dogs or turn giants into trolls, not sit and look at tea.

The teacher seemed a little crazy, she found out her name was Professor Trelawney and she went around each table to see what the tea leaves indicated about each person, but to be honest, it seemed like she was making it up on the spot and pretended it with either good or bad depending if she liked the student or not. But then, she stopped at Harry. She seemed genuinely scared about what his said, however Ron was confused because he had read it wrong. "You have the Grimm." she told him, stepping back like she was too afraid to be near him. Someone in the class had to describe what that was because everyone was confused. It it one of the darkest omens in the wizarding world. Everyone seemed a little freaked out except for Quinn. She just didn't believe it. why should she? although she didn't know Harry all that well, what made a sixteen year old boy have such a strong omen?

By the time everyone had calmed down and Harry looked a little less frightened, it was already time for the next class, 'care of magical creatures.' This is what Quinn wanted. She wanted to see these beautiful creatures and know everything about them, how they behave in the wild and how they behave around people. Turns out that her three friends also had this class, so they could take her to Hagrid's hut, which is where it started as she had no idea how to get there from the classroom she stood in. On the way down to the lonely hut, they all talked about what had just happened without the teacher trying to but in. they tried to come up with theories on why it said what it said, but nothing made sense to them.

As they approached the hut, she saw a man standing outside. He was enormous, at least eight foot tall, with a long bushy beard - although he seemed very friendly and happy to teach us. He took the class into the woods and Quinn stuck by Harry, Ron and Hermione - careful not to get lost. Hermione was talking to Quinn about a lot of different things and they seemed to be getting along very well until she was stopped mid sentence to hear a familiar voice. "And how do we do that?" the person said. She looked through the crowds of people to see a boy stroking the side of his large book, his face almost in disgust. It was Draco.

Her stomach dropped. She hoped so much that she wouldn't see Draco again, but of course this was her luck. The one class she thought she'd actually enjoy, it had to have that boy in it. they all stopped in a clearing in the middle of the woods and Hermione spoke, "I think they're funny."

"Oh yeah, terribly funny." she turned to the person talking, it was Draco again. He had made eye contact with Quinn as he continued to talk. "Really witty. God this place has gone to the dogs. Wait until my father hears that Dumbledore's got this oaf teaching classes." his friends laughed when he finished speaking, it was the same two boys that were on the train yesterday. Quinn wanted to stay quiet and just ignore them so she did not create another scene. "And you!" Draco piped up again, Quinn cringing because she knew what was about to happen. "You're the girl from the train. Of course you're a Ravenclaw, you couldn't handle being in Slytherin. You're just pathetic." he spat

Harry had had enough, walking towards him. "Shut up, Draco!"

Draco turned to his friends and laughed. "Trying to save your girlfriend?" he said, taking the bag that was on his shoulder and dumping it on the ground in front of his friends feet. He started to slowly walk towards Harry. He stood a little bit taller than Harry, looking above his head, his eyes widened as he pointed behind him. "Dementor! Dementor!" he exclaimed - everyone turned to look but there was nothing there. Draco burst out laughing and all his friends put their tall hoods up and pretended to be a dementor.

"Twat" Quinn spat at him, but he just ignored her and rolled his eyes.