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Chapter #53: Rains of June, part I.

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It’s been almost two months since the incident in the common room of Gryffindor, Ron Weasley the culprit of the attack on Harry James Potter,  has been sentenced to one year in Azkaban and a magical restriction order from Harry Potter has been requested an approved, now a magical barrier of one hundred meters stops Ron Weasley from getting closer to him.

However, the order of restriction will only be put through once the culprit fulfills his sentence, and due to his history of conduct, Ron Weasley will be allowed to finish his OWLS but he’s going to attend classes and exams only guarded by an assigned group of Aurors.

A special room has been assigned to guard him, he can only do his homework and he has to take his meals in his room-cell, and once the term ends, Ron is going to start his one-year sentence in the lower security section of Azkaban.

As for Seamus Finnegan, due to the harassment and bullying accusations he faced, he swore a magical vow to never bother Harry Potter again in exchange for him dropping the charges, he’s still going to pay a one thousand galleon fine to Harry James Potter but that’s the least of his concerns.

His reputation has been completely ruined, it’s going to be difficult for him to get a job once he gets his OWLS as he won't allowed to return after this term, and he can forget about his aspiring quidditch career as no serious team would ever recruit someone with such damaged reputation, and due to that reputation he has become the pariah on the school.

“You must be happy Harry, that was a deserved sentence,” Professor Trelawney said cheerfully.

She was looking happier than Harry was used to seeing her, she suddenly took a sip of a beverage before she, Lavender, Parvati, and Harry flinched at the sound of a thunder due to the thunderstorm happening outside.

“Ah that was a good fire tequila, where did you get it, Harry?” Asked the seer with a happy expression.

“It was a gift from a friend Professor,” Harry wasn’t lying.

Sirius gave him this bottle but of course, he wasn’t going to rat his fugitive godfather.

“He gave it to me to enjoy it on my eighteenth birthday but I thought this deserved to be enjoyed on a special occasion, and well, here we are with my favorite divination teacher, my two favorite gossipers,” the girls chuckled. “I couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate not only that we finished our last OWLS but also the end of the term,” Harry said with a smirk.

He poured more into the witches’ cups, and they were clearly having an amazing time, however, even if Harry looked happy, he was worried inside, this was going to be his last opportunity to get the truth out of Professor Trelawney, he had been studying her these past few months.

Turns out that she’s the happiest when she gets drunk, but whatever thing she could reveal would depend on which drink she gets, he gave her mystic sake once and she felt melancholic talking about her lost loves, another time he gave her ice whisky and she became a bit paranoid, that was a scary evening.

However, he struck gold the day he gave her a bit of the remaining fire tequila of a bottle that neither he, Hermione nor Ron could finish during his eighteenth birthday, the day he gave her some of that drink she told him many things about her past and how she got the job, he felt closer to the truth that day but just when it came to the part of the prophecy, she regained reason and changed the topic.

Luckily Sirius gave him twelve bottles of that fire tequila, he had at least fifty bottles that had been aged since he was locked in Azkaban, so, at least he could get something from his imprisonment.

“Wait, you said that I’m your favorite divination teacher but…I’m the only divination teacher in this school!” The professor giggled before she took a sip of the beverage again.

“Oh, that’s true, that’s a good one!” Parvati laughed.

“How did you get the job professor?” Lavender suddenly asked with wonder.

Harry couldn’t help but feel happy.

“Lavender I clearly judged you wrong all these, you’re such a gem, keep making her talk!” Harry thought with a grin.

Of course, he has felt nothing but welcome since he started coming to these meetings but he knows that the professor trusts the gossipers more than him, so, they know how to get information from the professor.

“Ah, that’s a day I’ll never forget!” The professor said with a serious tone. “It was the day everything changed,” she sighed and the mood suddenly became a bit serious.

Sensing that the professor may not want to talk more, he decided to pour more of the drink into her glass.

“Oh, what a sweetheart!” She said happily and drank once more. “Ah, yes, that’s very good…Like I was telling you, that’s the day everything changed, and I’m not talking just about my life but about the destiny of the world, or at least that’s what Dumbledore told me back then,” she said with a slight smirk.

“What do you mean by that, professor? What did you do during the interview? It’s hard to impress Professor Dumbledore, it makes me wonder what did you do to achieve that!” Parvati was awed.

Harry loved the sincerity of this woman, behind the need for gossip there was some honesty and this was the way he wanted the conversation to go. The professor remained in silence, Harry soon put more of the beverage in her glass, and she smiled at him before she drank once again.

“It was a prophecy…Let’s just say that the prophecy spoke about the downfall of a certain character,” the professor said eying Harry carefully.

Harry tried his best to not become too anxious, this was the moment he was waiting for, and while the girls were awed by the story, Harry needed to know more.

“But professor, there’s a lot of prophecies being told and many of them don’t become a reality because most prophecies are self-fulfilling and if one is not aware then what’s the point? How could that person know about their downfall? Unless it was you who told them…” Harry half-joked.

The professor let out a nervous laugh.

“Yes that’s true Mr. Potter, many prophecies get lost in the sea of information, however, those real prophecies are recorded in the hall of prophecies of the department of mysteries, sometimes events trigger those prophecies and in this case, the person whom the prophecy talked about heard it from one of his friends, somehow he managed to hear the prophecy,” she stopped in her tracks right now.

The professor remained in silence for a few moments and Harry knew this was the time, he couldn’t wait any longer, so, he poured more alcohol into the witch’s glass and she sent him a warm smile as a thank you.

“Please professor tell us, we swore to never tell anyone,” Parvati begged and soon Harry and Lavender did the same.

The professor hesitated a bit but the curiosity of her students and her need for attention made her break her promise, after all, there was no way Harry Potter could know that the prophecy was about him.

“Don’t tell anyone…The person who heard the prophecy and told his friend was none other than…Professor Snape,” the older witch said with a low tone.

Harry couldn’t believe what he heard, he felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, he tried to calm himself but the desire to kill Snape was making things difficult for him.