Realisation 4
With Terry and Hermione
After talking to Terry in the library about Harry, she started to sit with him if Harry and Padma are not present for the class and they are on one such occasion.
"Now, really!" said Professor Trelawney as everyone's heads turned in their direction. Parvati and Lavender were looking scandalized.
"You are disturbing the clairvoyant vibrations!" She approached their table and peered into their crystal ball. Terry felt his heart sinking. He always got this grim feeling from the feeling.
And the approaching Professor didn't do anything to decrease that feeling. She was upon them in no time and peered into the crystal ball.
"There is something here!" she whispered, lowering her face to the ball so that it was reflected twice in her huge glasses.
"Something moving … but what is it?" Terry was now concerned. She always speaks of things that should happen to him, but end up happening to Harry. He felt something fishy, but couldn't put his finger on it.
"My dear …," Professor Trelawney breathed, gazing up at Terry. "It is here, plainer than ever before … my dear, stalking toward you, growing ever closer … the Gr —"
"Oh, for goodness' sake!" said Hermione loudly. "Not that ridiculous Grim again!" Professor Trelawney raised her enormous eyes to Hermione's face.
Parvati whispered something to Lavender, and they both glared at Hermione too. Professor Trelawney stood up, surveying Hermione with unmistakable anger.
"I am sorry to say that from the moment you have arrived in this class, my dear, it has been apparent that you do not have what the noble art of Divination requires. Indeed, I don't remember ever meeting a student whose mind was so hopelessly mundane."
There was a moment's silence. Hermoine had enough.
"Fine!" said Hermione suddenly, getting up and cramming Unfogging the
Future back into her bag. "Fine!" she repeated, swinging the bag over her
shoulder and almost knocking Ron, who sat on the other side of their table off his chair. "I give up! I'm leaving!"
And to the whole class's amazement, Hermione strode over to the trapdoor, kicked it open, and climbed down the ladder out of sight.
It took a few minutes for the class to settle down again. Professor Trelawney seemed to have forgotten all about the Grim. She turned abruptly from Terry's table, breathing rather heavily as she tugged her gauzy shawl more closely to her.
"Ooooo!" said Lavender suddenly, making everyone start. "Oooooo, Professor Trelawney, I've just remembered! You saw her leaving, didn't you? Didn't you, Professor?
'But you told two of our numbers will leave us forever!' You said it ages ago, Professor!" Professor Trelawney gave her a dewy smile.
"Yes, my dear, I did indeed know that Miss Granger would be leaving us. But the other… One hopes, however, that one might have mistaken the Signs. … The Inner Eye can be a burden, you know. …" she said and went to her seat.
Terry decided to drop Divination at that moment. The subject always gives him headaches as he has to make the hard choice to tell Harry about all the times he got grim and danger approached.
The latest incident was with the whole Sirius Black's break-in. At least if he drops the subject, he can have a peaceful mind without any burden.
Scene Break
That Weekend
Quidditch Stadium
After practising soul searching, Harry got permission from Professor Flitwick to practice and his team took the grounds in joy.
The weather worsened steadily as Harry's first Quidditch match drew nearer. Harry saw the weather change in his eyes as strong winds filled the sky during their practice sessions.
The day before the match, the winds reached a howling point and the rain fell harder than ever. It was so dark inside the corridors and classrooms that extra torches and lanterns were lit.
And on the day of the match, he felt an all too familiar sensation of a low hum in the back of his mind. 'So they came true. I pray everything goes as planned,' thought Harry going through the first stream he got about the match.
Undaunted and unaware of the upcoming circumstances, the Ravenclaw team trained harder than ever under the eye of Madam Hooch who volunteered to help.
His team did their best in practice and the weather allowed them to out all the theories and scenarios they came up with to test. They were prepared for the match and as promised, are going to win the House Cup.
Soon they saw strong winds and heavy rain all day, and as Harry dreamed, he heard a distant rumble of thunder. 'So it came to this,' thought a determined Harry.