Chapter 155 : Prophecies and Shadows
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"He doesn't have any accomplishes he could possibly turn to out of Azkaban." Sirius assured him. "Death Eaters that avoided arrest wouldn't help him and he has no family or friends left." His voice was admittedly cold at the last part.
"I guessed as much." Harry said waving his hand.
"Then what did you mean?" Remus asked interested.
"I meant, what if his escape was aided from inside Azkaban?" Harry asked. It was a theory Severus and he had come up with lately that he felt he should share. Sirius was, after all, leading the investigation along with Prongs.
"What do you mean by that?" Sirius asked, his mind already processing what his godson had suggested.
"You said it yourself; Pettigrew isn't very smart. Nor talented or extremely courageous either. I'm guessing all he truly was at the time was desperate. Desperate to get out." Harry offered. "So how did he escape? What prompted it? How could he tell the wards were down? Why now?" The two adults studied him carefully. "It's rude to stare." Harry stated evenly as the two friends shared a look.
"You're right you know." Sirius admitted. "With what you asked, everything you said; you're right. When did you grow up to be so smart?" He was honestly perplexed about that. Harry smiled.
"I just grew up, Padfoot." The teen stated, sad he couldn't tell them the truth. "It happens to the best of us." They nodded silently and Remus finished his chocolate in silence. Harry looked at the flames dancing in the fireplace thoughtful; it felt good to show this side of himself to someone else than his Dad. Hiding felt so tiring sometimes. "I should head to the library." He stated after a few more moments of comfortable silence.
"Working on the essay for DADA I hope." Sirius teased him.
"If you must know, I already finished that." Harry said winking. "But I have a parchment of runes to translate."
"Ah, yes." Remus said smiling. "Ancient Runes and Arithmancy is what you selected."
"Care of Magical Creatures too." Harry offered.
"No Divination?" Sirius asked pretending to be shocked.
"Call me weird but I find predicting my death for a grade every week to be somehow depressing." The teen responded, green eyes twinkling.
"Only because it is." Remus stated agreeing. "Thank you for the chocolate, Harry. And for the company."
"Don't mention it, Moony." The boy smiled and moved to the door. Just as he was about to leave, his godfather rose and rushed to give him a hug.
"You're a great kid, Harry." Sirius said, surprising the teen. "I feel I haven't been telling you that enough."
"It's okay. I know I'm great." Harry assured him, causing both him and Remus to chuckle.
"Maybe you should hear it too." The werewolf offered.
"That's right." Harry stated smiling haughtily. "Feed my ego!"
"If anything, your ego is malnourished, kiddo." Sirius assured him, messing up his hair a bit. Harry just chuckled and left the office feeling much lighter than he did when he woke up in the morning. He would have to tell Sev all about it, he decided. And maybe he could interest Neville to some hot chocolate; he had completely neglected to make a cup for himself and besides, the house elves did say he could come back whenever he wanted.
He was walking towards the library, fully intent on borrowing a book on runes. Not for the translation he had been assigned for the day after of course; that would be finished in a few minutes. It was for his joined project with Severus. Apparently, alchemic processes were more difficult when working with glass.
It was twenty minutes later with a heavy book in his hands and while Harry was leaving the library when it happened. He had just turned around the corner when one of the oddest sights he had seen in his life welcomed him. A woman, probably in her early forties though it was a bit hard to tell, was walking down the corridor, concentrated on a deck of tarot cards she was reading as she went. She was very thin and she was draped in a gauzy spangled shawl. Innumerable chains and beads hung around her spindly neck, and her arms and hands were encrusted with bangles and rings. She had huge glasses on that magnified her eyes giving Harry the immediate impression of a large, glittering insect. He abruptly realized he was looking at Professor Trelawney.
"Good morning, Professor." He greeted her kindly, not getting a single response. She just passed him by, mumbling incoherently at her cards. He shrugged mentally and continued to walk away. A small but strong hand gripped his shoulder, stopping any further move he would have made. He immediately broke free and pulled out his wand, dropping the book he held as he turned around to face the person his instinct had marked as his attacker. His eyes widened in shock as they fell on the milky stare of the divination professor.
"It will happen tonight."
Her voice was hoarse, otherworldly. And her eyes that he had thought to be glazed over, had simply rolled back in her head.
"Professor Trelawney? Are you alright?" It felt like a stupid question to ask. She was having a vision, making a prediction, a prophecy. Harry was getting sick of those.
"The Dark Lord lies alone and friendless, abandoned by his followers.
His servant has been chained these twelve years.
Tonight, before midnight...
the servant will break free and set out to rejoin his master.
The Dark Lord will rise again with his servant's aid, greater and more terrible
than ever he was.
Tonight... before midnight... the servant...
will set out... to rejoin... his master..."
Professor Trelawney's head fell forward onto her chest. She made a grunting sort of noise. Harry sat there, staring at her. Then, quite suddenly, Professor Trelawney's head snapped up again. Harry was looking at her stupefied. The Divination teacher just stared at him dazedly for a second before looking at her tarot cards scattered on the floor.
"Oh dear, how clumsy of me," she noted and bend down to gather the fallen deck of cards. Harry just stood there watching; he shook his head and bend down to help her out of reflex, his mind spinning.
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