𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 harry potter.

𝟑.𝟑 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬

"New third-year course schedules," said George, passing then, over. "What's up with you, Harry?"

"Malfoy," said Y/n, sitting down on George's other side and glaring over at the Slytherin table.

George looked up in time to see Malfoy pretending to faint with terror again.

"That little git," he said calmly. "He wasn't so cocky last night when the Dementors were down at our end of the train. Came running into our compartment, didn't he, Fred?"

"Nearly wet himself," said Fred, with a contemptuous glance at Malfoy.

"I wasn't too happy myself," said George. "They're horrible things, those Dementors..."

"Sort of freeze your insides, don't they?" said Fred.

"You didn't pass out, though, did you?" said Harry in a low voice.

"Forget it, Harry," said George bracingly. "Dad had to go out to Azkaban one time, remember, Fred? And he said it was the worst place he'd ever been, he came back all weak and shaking... They suck the happiness out of a place, Dementors. Most of the prisoners go mad in there."

"Anyway, we'll see how happy Malfoy looks after our first Quidditch match," said Fred. "Gryffindor versus Slytherin, first game of the season, remember?"

 Feeling slightly more cheerful, Harry helped himself to sausages and fried tomatoes.

Hermione was examining her new schedule

"Ooh, good, we're starting some new subjects today," she said happily.

"Hermione," said Ron, frowning as he looked over her shoulder, "they've messed up your timetable yours too Y/n. Look — they've got you down for about ten subjects a day. There isn't enough time"

"I'll manage. I've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall." replied Hermione while Y/n simple nodded.

"But look," said Ron, laughing, "How're you supposed to be in three classes at once?"

"Don't be silly," said Hermione shortly. "Of course we won't be in three classes at once."

"Well then —"

"Pass the marmalade," said Hermione.

"But —"

"Oh, Ron, what's it to you if our timetables are a bit full?" Hermione snapped. "I told you, we've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall."

.....

"Sit, my children, sit," Professor Trelawney said, and they all climbed awkwardly into armchairs or sank onto poufs. Harry, Y/n, Ron, and Hermione sat themselves around the same round table.

"Welcome to Divination," said Professor Trelawney. "My name is Professor Trelawney. You may not have seen me before. I find that descending too often into the hustle and bustle of the main school clouds my Inner Eye."

Nobody said anything to this extraordinary pronouncement. Professor Trelawney delicately rearranged her shawl and continued, "So you have chosen to study Divination, the most difficult of all magical arts. I must warn you at the outset that if you do not have the Sight, there is very little I will be able to teach you..."

"We will be covering the basic methods of Divination this year. The first term will be devoted to reading the tea leaves. Next term we shall progress to palmistry. By the way, my dear," she shot suddenly at Parvati Patil, "beware a red-haired man."