[May 4] [Harry Potter] Omens

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Title: Omens
Day/Theme: May 4/"Dealing futures from the deck of swords"
Series: Harry Potter
Character/Pairing: Trelawney
Rating: G
Notes: Spoilers for book 6.

Two of spades: conflict

 

Her relatives were certain that she had the Eye. Everyone was sure that she had inherited her great-great-grandmother's talent, and they never ceased to remind her of that. They were all so proud of her.

It was only natural for her to give them what they wanted. After all, nobody ever doubted that what she said was true. Soon enough, she started to believe her own words, too. She convinced herself that she had a Gift.

Only when she went to Hogwarts did she realise that not everyone was so sure about it.

 

Seven of spades: an ill omen

 

Even with the threat of war near them, too many people thought that Divination was useless. That was something she couldn't understand. She overwhelmed them with signs and omens, with elaborate fabrications, and it never crossed her mind that this was a part of what turned them away from it.

Most of them laughed at her, or simply ignored her. Some of them pretended to care. Very, very few people believed her. It had become difficult, even for her, to differentiate what she believed to be her Sight from simple deductions or even guesses.

People still sneered at her. At times like those, who wouldn't predict a war?

She did make a real prediction, once; but she didn't know about it.

 

Ten of spades: violence

 

She was at Hogwarts when the war reached its worst part. But not all places were as safe as the school. Many of the students' families – sometimes, the students themselves – died during those years.

And yet, nobody took Divination seriously, although it could have helped them. Nobody took her seriously, and that was something she couldn't stand. She would show them. She didn't leave a single bad omen unmentioned, not the tiniest one. For some reason, however, this seemed to backfire too. Perhaps people simply didn't want to face the Future; but she didn't give up.

Even after it was over, she was too used to predicting untimely deaths to stop.

 

Knave of spades: a dark young man, possibly troubled, one who dislikes the questioner

 

The second time around, it was even more complicated. The signs weren't clear at all. It was very confusing; the cards couldn't mean what she thought they meant, but they wouldn't change…

She couldn't pinpoint who was the Knave of spades. It could represent many people, and yet none of the options convinced her completely. But there was no doubt about what the last card predicted.

Sometimes she wondered why she still tried to make people believe her. Of course, once again, nobody did.

 

The lightning-struck tower: Calamity. Disaster. Coming nearer all the time ...

 

When it finally happened, her only consolation was the knowledge that she had at least tried to warn him.