Worthless the Forgotten One and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Trelawney and a Prophecy

It was June now as we were in Divinations and I felt depressed about everything. "Broaden your minds. You must look beyond." Trelawney said. "The art of crystal gazing is in the cleaning of the inner eye. Only then you can see. Try again." Draco and Neville was asleep and Hermione was bored.

The students gaze into crystal balls, faces reflecting the mist within, so that their very skin seems to be made of smoke.

"Now, what do we have here?" Trelawney asked as she came to us making Neville and Draco snap awake and I just looked up.

"Do you mind me trying?" Hermione asked Trelawney and Trelawney motioned her.

"The Grim, possibly." Hermione said and I rolled my eyes. Not the grim again.

"My dear, from the moment you first arrived in my class, I sensed that you did not possess the proper spirit for the noble art of Divination. You may be young in years, but the heart that beats beneath your bosom is as shriveled as an old maid's, your soul as dry as the pages of the books to which you so desperately cleave." Trelawney said and I narrowed my eyes at the insult that she just made to Hermione and the trio was snickering at Hermione and Hermione looked like she was slapped.

Hermione didn't say a single word as she rose gracelessly and she exits as she then knocks the crystal ball off the table making Neville, Draco and I jump as she went. I smirked. Hermione has got some attitude I wondered if I had rubbed off on her?

"Have I said something?" Trelawney asked clueless.

As the students exit, I, Neville and Draco walked together. "She's gone mental, Hermione has. I mean, not that she wasn't always mental, but now it's out in the open for everyone to see..." Draco said to them.

Draco and Neville looked to Worth who looked distracted and they went off to let her think as I walked and I then kicked something lightly and it was the crystal ball and I sighed. I better take that back as I picked it up and walked back up the stairs. This was tiring why have her class all the way up here?

As I got up the stairs I placed the ball back on the table and I was starting to go when I picked something up that sent a shiver down my spine as I turned back to the ball and I didn't know what it was but I couldn't turn away. In the crystal ball was Sirius Black.

As I looked a hand suddenly landed on my shoulder making me jump and I sensed it was the Professor.

"Professor Trelawney -" I started but then narrowed my eyes. Something wasn't right with her,

"He will return tonight..." Trelawney started to say.

I stiffen at her saying. Pettigrew. Trelawney's voice is eerily hollow.

"Sorry?" I asked confused. What was she saying about Pettigrew?

"Tonight, he who betrayed his friends, whose heart rots with murder shall break free. Innocent blood shall be spilt and servant and master shall be reunited once more." Trelawney said with a smile of savage and I was pale. Pettigrew will escape and he'll join back with Voldemort!!

Trelawney then comes back to normal looking confused but I was pale. "Oh. I'm so sorry dear child. Did you say something?" Trelawney asked and I looked to her. She definitely did say something but I shake my head.

"No. Nothing." I said to her and then exit as quickly as possible. I was unsettled as I looked to the sky. What was I going to do?