When Harry, Ron , Hermione and Renevia entered the Great hall for breakfast the next morning, the first thing they saw was Malfoy, who seemed to be entertaining a large group of Slytherin with a funny story. Renevia just silently followed the three , ignoring completely of her surrounding.
As they passed, Malfoy did a ridiculous impression of a swooning fit and there was a roar of laughter.
"Come.." said Renevia as she asked Harry to ignore the slytherin, linked her arms with him. She doesn't want to ruined her mood with some gits childish act.
"Hey ,Potter!" Shrieked a girl named Pansy Parkinson. "Potter! The Dementors are coming ,potter.!!"
Harry dropped into a seat next to a Weasley twin, George.
"New third year course schedules," said George, passing them over before it's Renevia turn.
"Aha! You ,young lady, I guess we haven't been properly introduce ourselves yesterday!"
"Im Fred, the most handsome twin and this—" said the other red hair.
"George Weasley, the good looking one!" As he puffed his chest proudly before the older twin locked his head "nah.. you don't!"—and ruffling his hair.
Renevia just lightly chuckled at their antics,
"Yeah.. yeah..Nice to meet you too , Fred and George"
George winked at her before giving her the schedule.
"What's up with you ,Harry ?" He asked ,noticing the boy full of quiet than usual.
"Malfoy," said Ron.
George looked up in time to see Malfoy pretending to faint with terror again.
"That little git," he said calmly." He wasn't that cocky last night when the Dementors were down at our end of train. Came running into our compartment , didn't he, Fred?"
"Nearly wet himself," said Fred , with contemptuous glance at Malfoy causing Renevia nearly choked at her drink.
"I wasn't happy myself. . ,"Said George. " They're horrible things , those Dementors..."
"Sort of freeze your inside, don't they?"
Said Fred.
"You didn't pass out, though, did you?"
Said Harry in low tone.
" Forget it, Harry," said George bracingly.
"Dad had to go out to Azkaban before, remember , Fred? And he said it was the worst place he'd ever seen, he came back all weak and shaking. . . They're suck the happiness out of place, dementors. Most of the prisoners go mad in there."
"Anyway, we'll see how happy Malfoy look after our first quidditch match." Said Fred.
"Quidditch?" Renevia who just now eavesdropped to them talking, lift her head and eyes twinkling in amusement.
"Oh! Bet you wanna know how it play ,dont you?" Ask Fred with knowing smirk , Renevia nodded.
"Well, Georgie , I guess it our pleasure to escort this young lady later.." before George could agreed .
"No , she can't go with you two, I still need her." said Hermione who was examining her schedule causing the both of twins slumped at their seats. Renevia just give them apologetic smile.
"Oh, good, we're starting some new subjects today.."she said happily , letting Renevia reviewing it also.
"Hermione," said Ron, frowning as she look at her shoulder. "They're messed up your schedule. Look! They're got you down for about ten subject a day.There isn't enough time."
"We'll managed. I've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall,"
"But look— wa-it you said we?" Looking at the two girl who still silently examining their schedule.
"Not you too, Rene!"
He squeaked at her with a nickname that she doesn't expected to be call for.
Smiling at him, she replied," Well I am , Ron."
"B-but..see this morning?," He pointed at the schedule " nine o'clock, Divination. And underneath, nine o'clock , Muggles studies. And" —Ron leaned over to the schedule, disbelieving—"look, underneath that, Arithmancy, nine o'clock. I mean you're good ,Hermione and you too, Reny. How are you two 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, right?" She asked the girl next to her ,who hummed in response.
"Well ,then—"
"Passed the marmalade," said Hermione.
"But—"
"Oh Ron, what it is to you if our schedules' a bit full?" Hermione snapped. " I' told you, we've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall"
The hall was starting to empty as people headed off toward their first lesson. Ron checked his course schedule.
"We're better go, look , Divinations at the top of North Tower. It'll take us ten minutes to get there... "
They finished their breakfast hastily, said goodbye to Fred and George, and walked back through the hall. As they passed the Slytherin table, Malfoy did another impression of fainting fits and cause the shouts of laughter roared at the hall.
Renevia clicked her tongue lightly and shook her head at all the goons given them a stun before matched up with the trio's steps.
The journey through the castle to North tower was along one. Watching the movies or re-read the books ,all the time , doesn't mean she can remember everything. Along with the trio ,who already spent two years at Hogwarts, because they had never been inside North tower before.
"There's got to be a shortcut. . .,"Ron panted as they climbed their seventh long staircase and emerged on a familiar landing, where there was nothing but a large painting of bare stretch of grass hanging on the stone wall.
"I think it's this way,"said Hermione, peering down the empty passage to the right.
"That's can be," said Ron." That's South, look, you can see a bit of the lake out of the window. . ."
Harry about to say something when he noticed his new friend can't kept her eyes off something.
"What are you looking ,Rene?"
He asked and the girl point at the painting, A fat ,dapple-gray pony had just ambled onto the grass and was grazing nonchalantly. A moment later, a short, squat knight in a suit of armour clanked into the picture after his ponies. But the look of the class stain on his knees, he had just fallen off.
Renevia almost chuckled out loud, she was bitting her lips hard . She remembered this scene. . .any minute now. . .
"Aha!,"he yelled, seeing them, while Renevia snorted."what villains are these, that trespass upon my private lands! Come to scorn at my fall, perchance? Draw you knaves, you dogs!"
The others three watched in astonishment as the little knight tugged his sword out of its scabbard and began brandishing it violently, hoping up and down in rage. But the sword was too long for him; a particular wide swing made him overbalance, and he landed facedown on the grass.
"Are you alright?"asked Renevia.
"Get back, you scurvy braggart! Back you rogue!"
The knight seized his sword again and used it to push himself back ups but the blade sank deeply into the grass and though he pulled it with his might, he couldn't get it out again. Finally, he had to flop back down onto the grass and push up his visor to mop his sweating face.
"Listen,"said Harry, taking advantage of the knight's exhaustion," we're looking for the North Tower. You don't know the way, don't you?"
"A quest!" The knight's rage seemed to vanish instantly. He clanked to his feet and shouted," Come follow me, dear friends, and we shall find you goal, or else shall perish bravely the charge!"
Renevia cheered for him.
He gave the sword another fruitless tug, tried and failed to mount the fat pony, gave and cried,"on foots ,good sirs and gentle ladies. On! On!"
An he ran, clanking loudly, into the left side of the frame and out of sight. They
hurried after him along the corridor, following the sound of his armour. Every now and then they spotted him running through a picture ahead.
" Be of stout heart, the worst is yet to come!"yelled they knight and they saw him reappear in front of an alarmed group of women in crinolines, whose hung on the wall of narrow spiral staircase.
Puffing loudly, the quartet climbed the tightly spiralling steps , getting dizzier
and dizzier, until a last, they heard of murmurs of voices above and they knew they had reached the classroom.
"Farewell!"cried the Knight, popping his head into a painting of some sinister- looking monks. "Farewell, my comrades in arms! If ever you have need of noble heart and steely sinew, call upon Sir Cadogan!"
"Yeah, we'll call you," muttered Ron as the knight disappeared," if we ever need someone mental,"
Renevia without thinking slapped him in arms.
" Don't say that!! Farewell to you too ,sir Cadogan!" said Renevia, waving at the bubbly knight.
Ron look at her disbelief while the others chuckled at them.
They climbed the last few steps and emerged onto a tiny landing, where most of the class was already assembled. There were no doors off landing, but Ron nudged Harry and pointing at the ceiling, where there was a circular trapdoor with a brass plaque on it.
"Sybill Trelawney,Divination teacher," Harry read." How're we supposed to get up there?"
As though in answer to his question, the trapdoor suddenly opened, and a silvery ladder descended right at Harry's feet. Everyone got quiet.
"After you,"said Ron, grinning, so Harry climbed the ladder first.
They emerged into the strangest- looking classroom they had ever seen. In Fact, it didn't look like a classroom at all, more like a cross between someone's attic and old fashioned tea shop. At least twenty small, circular tables were crammed inside it, all surrounded,by chintz armchairs and fat little pouffes. Everything was lit with a dim ,crimson light,;the curtains at the windows were all closed, and the many lamps were draped with dark red scarves. It was stiflingly warm,and the fire that was burning under the crowded masterpiece was giving off a heavy, sickly sort of perfume as it heated a large copper kettle. The shelves running around the circular walls crammed with dusty-looking feathers, stubs of candles, many packs of tattered playing cards, countless silvery, crystal balls and a huge array of teacups.
"Where is she?"Ron said.
A voice came suddenly out of shadows, a soft , misty sort of voice.
"Welcome,"it said, " how nice to see in the physical world at last."
Professor Trelawney moved into the firelight.
"Sit, my children, sit."she said and they all climbed awkwardly into armchairs or sank onto pouffes. Harry, Ron ,Hermione and Renevia sat around the same round table.
"Welcome to Divination,"said Professor Trelawney, who had seated herself in a winged armchair in front of the fire." My name Professor Trelawney. You may not seen me before. I find that descending too often into the hustle and bustle of the main school clouds my Inner Eyes,"
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. Books can take you only so far in this field. . ."
Renevia frowned at this statement, she knew that everything is not as easy as it seem so, but no need to point out something like that. Everyone have different interest, so if she and Hermione like books , what's the problem...
Harry and Ron grinning at each other and she saw Hermione also looked offended at Trelawney's statement.
"Many witches and wizards,talented though they are in area of loud bangs and smells and sudden disappearing, are yet unable to penetrate the veiled mysteries of the future," Professor Trelawney went on her enormous,gleaming eyes moving from face to nervous face.
"It is Gift granted to few . You,boy. ."she said suddenly to Neville, who almost toppled off his pouffe, "is you grandmother well?"
"I think so," said Neville tremulously.
"I wouldn't be so sure if i were you,dear,"
Said Professor Trelawney.
Neville gulped. Professor Trelawney continued placidly," We will be discovering the basic method of Divination this year. The first term will be devoted to read the tea leaves. Next term we shall progress to palmistry. By the way, my dear,"she shot suddenly to Parvati Patil," beware a red haired man."
Parvati gave a startled look at Ron, who was right behind her and edged her chair away from him. Renevia bit her lips, trying to suppress a giggle, while Hermione was smirking too.
" In the second term," professor Trelawney went on," we shall progress to the crystal— if we have finished the fire omens,that is. Unfortunately, classes will be disrupted in February by a nasty bout of flu. I, myself will lose my voice. And around Easter, one of our numbers will leave us forever."
A very tense silence followed this pronouncement, but Professor Trelawney seemed unaware of it.
" I wonder, dear,"she said to Lavender Brown, who was nearest and shank back in her chair,"if you could pass me the largest silver teapot?"
Lavender look relieved, stood up, took an enormous teapot from the shelf, and put it down on the table in front of Professor Trelawney.
"Thank you,my dear. Incidentally, that thing you are dreading— it will happen on Friday the sixteenth of October."
Lavender trembled.
"Now ,i want you all divide into pairs. Collect a teacup from the shelf,come to me,and i will fill it. Then sit down and drink, drink until only the dregs remain. Swill these around the cup three times with the left hand, then turn the cup upside down on its saucer, wait for the last of the tea to drain away, then give your cup to your partner to read. You will interpret the patterns using pages five and six of Unfogging the Future. I shall move among you, helping and instructing. Oh, and dear—" she caught Neville by the arm as he made to stand up," after you've broken your first cup, would you be so kind as to select one of the blue patterned ones? ,i rather attracted to the pink."
Sure enough, Neville had no sooner reached the shelf of teacups when there was a tinkle of breaking china, Professor Trelawney swept over to him holding a dustpan and brush and said,"one of blue ones,of you wouldn't mind. . . Thank you. . "
They got their cups filled,and went back to sit at their tables. Harry paired up with Ron while Renevia with Hermione. After finishing the tea, they swivelled the dregs around as constructed and exchange cups.
"What do you see , Hermione?"
" It looks like a heart .. . "
Renevia blinked her eyes , kinda disbelief with what she just heard.
"Let me see it.."
She took the cup and observing the cup intensely, frowned at the familiar shape.
"What is it?"asked the brunette.
" It's look just like my birthmark" she slightly put her hand in her chest and whispered, " I'll show you later..."
By the time, she tried to get the thing out of her mind, professor Trelawney
walked up to them and took the cup from her. "Let me see, dear. . . it's _symbol of universal— love. . It's lucky sign...-b-but" —Renevia frowned , the professor went on,—" y-you dear must... . . Foreseen the past life. . . it's a curse "—then she moved to others after said the last sentence in a hush voice so that it will be Renevia heard it.
Renevia just stare at the cup. .
Foreseen the past life? What the hell. . .what should she take note about it? Apart from being a 17 years old girl that studied so hard to get a good grades ,is there something extraordinary happen? Well no... .Then does it mean that she had another past life too ? Bleh.. doesn't make sense. . .
"Are you okay?" Hermione asked as soon the teacher leave them.
"Yea, im okay" she said, but still have the frown on her face, staring at the cup again.
"My dear boy. . .my poor, dear boy... It's kinder not to say...no... don't ask me..."
Gosh... Here it comes...
"My dear,"professor Trelawney's huge eyes opened dramatically,"you have the Grim.. ."
"The what?"said Harry.
Renevia just wanna facepalm, she sighed and looked at Harry's cup that being out on the table.
"The grim, the giant spectral dog that haunts churchyard. The omen of death.." said Renevia who slightly unbothered with everything.
"Yes, my dear..." Professor Trelawney said nodding her head slightly. Hermione took the cup and peered into it.
"I don't think it look like a Grim," she said flatly.
Professor Trelawney surveyed Hermione with mounting dislike.
"You'll forgive me if saying so, my dear but I perceive very little aura around you.. very little receptivity to the resonances of the future.."
Seamus Finnigan was tilting his head from side to side.
"It looks like a grim if you do this." he said, with his eyes almost shut, " but it looks more like a donkey from here."he said , leaning to the left.
"Harry..please don't think anything about it. . .not everything will always happen as it predicted." Whispered Renevia, patting his shoulder.
"I think we will leave the lesson here for today.."said professor Trelawney in her misties voice. "Yes, please... Pack away your things.."
Silently, the class took their teacups back to Professor Trelawney, packed away their books and closed their bags. Even Ron was avoiding Harry's eyes.
"Until we meet again," said Professor Trelawney faintly, "fair fortune be yours ,my dear,"— she pointed at Neville—" you'll be late next time, so mind you work extra hard to catch up"
As they walked to Transfiguration, Renevia just sighed slowly following the others to Professor McGonagall's class.