hh_clubs | Divination Club: Term XXVI, Activity 3: A Retroactive Retroactivity

Activity Name: A Retroactive Retroactivity
Points: Repetitive Activity: Participation & Additional comments: 2pts. 30pts limit
Details: Can you anticipate something you haven't even read yet? The notorious ABC-sentence story game with a twist.

The activity is over! Thank you to all who took part! Let's just jump straight to the points:

GRYFFINDOR:

anbyrobanby - 18 + 10

erzsebet - 30 + 10

jamie_love13 - 30 + 10

lumoslaurie - 30 + 4

rhye - 24 + 10

HUFFLEPUFF:

bluemermaid - 4 + 4

caitieness - 18 + 10

daisychain_xx - 2 + 2

flipflop_diva - 28 + 10

samelthecamel - 2 + 2

RAVENCLAW:
[Bad username or site: primeideal.dreamwidth.org @ livejournal.com] - 4 + NOT ON ROSTER

schizophrenic0 - 10 + 10

susako - 12 + 10

SLYTHERIN:

cassinea - 10 + 0

mmailliw - 14 + 10

GRYFFINDOR: 176 points
HUFFLEPUFF: 82 points
RAVENCLAW: 46 points
SLYTHERIN: 34 points

Gryffindor take an emphatic win! Get it lions!

I'm pretty sure this is accurate, but let me know if I'm wrong. Also, once I've done some formatting, And just for kicks, I've posted the story itself in the gap below! How nifty is that, eh? :)

EDIT: Want to read the story we wrote? It's right here:

OUR STORY

"Momentarily, I will past these out to you, and you will taste their aura, before moving into a semi-circle," Professor Trelawney instructed. Nobody wanted to take one of these weird square tabs from Trelawney, but eventually everyone did, popping them into their mouths one by one.

"Oh, for Merlin's sake, what are we supposed to do with this?" Harry groaned, staring at the collection of ... he didn't even know whats. Pansy Parkinson shuffled next to Draco and said quite loudly, "What sort of loser would be able to get this right first time, do you reckon?"

"Queen Weasley knows what to do," Draco snickered, pointing at Ron, as the rest of the Slytherins burst out laughing. Reacting to this, Ron flicked a rude hand gesture at Malfoy, only to be caught doing so; he quickly put his arm down and stood next to Hermione. Seeing that the students had arranged themselves into a semi-circle as she had instructed, Professor Trelawney decided to begin the lesson. Trelawney fluttered her hands excitedly and vases popped out of the air and landed on each student's desk with a soft plop. Unusually carefully, each student peered into -- or pretended to peer into -- their pink hued vases

"Very good, keep focusing just like that," Professor Trelawney said in a lullaby-esque tone, even though most students still had a glazed-over look upon their faces. Weirdly, in spite of vague direction, a few of the students seemed to have sudden epiphanies, including Lavender Brown, who was starting to object.

"eXcept I'm not sure I'm doing this right ..." Lavender started, before her whole face broke out into a wide grin.

"You see something, my dear, I can feel it!" Trelawney proclaimed, an outstretched finger pointing to Lavender.

"Zoo animals! I see them!" Lavender shouted triumphantly as everyone else stared fearfully at their vases, unsure whether to try or not.

"At least give it a shot," Hermione told Neville in an encouraging tone.

"But I still don't see anything," Neville complained, his face almost entirely in the vase.

"Clearly, though, you all have not yet honed the inner eye as clearly as I would have hoped." Dead silence fell as Trelawney finished speaking and she pointed to the next room.

"Everyone follow me!" Trelawney announced, standing in a single fluid movement, her shawls askew. Frantically, Hermione kept searching through her bag as she walked, though she was the only one who seemed the least bit interested — or awake. Groggily, some of the students followed Trelawney from the other room, almost asleep on their feet with boredom.

"Here you will find an impressive array of crystal balls, which we will need for that special project," Professor Trelawney began. Ignoring Hermione's rummaging, Harry and Ron decided to catch up with Trelawney, who was still talking, oblivious to the fact half the students were still in the previous room.

"Just a minute!" Hermione cried, running up to them.

"Kill me now, kill me now," muttered Ron when he spotted the medieval gown in Hermione's arms and the glint in her eye. Lifting the armor into his arms, Harry moaned, "I still don't see how this relates to Divination."

"Maybe you ought to have studied beforehand," Hermione said disapprovingly; "and then you'd know how to best prepare for the next task."

"No, I think I'm done," Harry grumbled, awkwardly trying to hold everything in his arms.

"Oh, don't be ridiculous," said Hermione, eyeing the medieval armor in Harry's hands and turning him until he faced Ron.

"Pish posh. This stuff is heavy," Ron complained as he slide the chainmail over his chest.

"--quite important, I assure you," said Trelawney in a small gaspy voice. "There will be danger, excitement, fright! We will be flexing our Inner Eye vigorously!"

"Really, someone should say something to her," Dean grumbled to Seamus. Seamus winked at Dean and fired off a silencing charm at the professor, his wand hidden under the desk. Tears began to stream down the professor's face as her throat constricted

"Unless we-" Trelawney broke off, her hands reaching for her throat.

"Very funny. C'mon, move faster," huffed Crabbe. "We're going to be late, Professor'll dock points and Draco will yell at us again."

"What are we doing here?" Goyle asked Crabbe. eXtremely confused as to why so many students and Dumbledore were gathered for Divinations, Hermione sighed impatiently.

"You see," said Trelawney, leaning forward with her eyes widening, "today is a very ominous day, indeed. And a grand announcement shall be made."

"Zamboni," Seamus snorted in his sleep, drooling a little onto the table.

"Announcement?" everyone thought. Beads of sweat trickled down Ron's head as he waited ominously for Trelawney's announcement.

"Class," began Trelawney, "today we are going to practice using the Divination tools we have covered over the last three weeks."

Dumbledore steepled his fingers and leaned forward in his chair, hidden, as he was every other Divination class that Harry participated in, hoping that this would be the day Sybill predicted something worthwhile once more. Everyone had the feeling that Harry was going to do something extremely uncharacteristic of himself. Fuck, Harry thought as Trelawney made her way over to him and grabbed his palm.

"GET A GRIP, I CAN'T DIE" YELLED HARRY AND ROLLED HIS EYES AT TRELAWNY.

"Harry Potter," Trelawney locked her horrified gaze on Harry after examining his palm. "Your life line is incredibly short! You have seven days to live!"

"I think she's said that one to him before," Ron whispered to Hermione, who rolled her eyes amid ambient chuckles. Just as Trelawney opened her mouth to state a new warning on Harry's life, a pair of beady eyes looked into the classroom. Kakaroff's scheming was about to have its first effects in the Divination classroom. Loud screeching could be heard from an unseen spot nearby. Monkeys, from an invisible barrel, suddenly started dancing around distracting everyone. Noise in the form of laughter disrupted the classroom. Only one of the students was still paying attention at that point. Parvati was the only one paying attention; everyone else just laughed.

"Quiet, please!" Said Trelawney, which stopped the loud snickering. Ron stared intensely at the pot of water, wishing he could dump his head in and leave the class. So finally, the water was ready.

"Tell me why we should always use nearly boiling water, as opposed to boiling or lukewarm," Trelawney said, pointing at Lavender.

"Using almost boiling water allows for clearer and more precise visions," Lavender piped up quickly.

"Very good, Lavender," Trelawney praised. "Now, everyone grab a handful of tea leaves."

"What use are tea leaves?" someone grumbled quietly. [X MISSED OUT C-C-COMBO BREAKER]

"You know, tea leaves can actually predict quite a lot." Trelawney insisted.

Zabini, walking past during his free period, suddenly threw a bag of Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder towards the students and ran off before he could be caught. All of the surroundings suddenly plunged into black. Blinking, Harry tried to make sense of the darkness surrounding him
Casting Lumos wasn't working so Harry continued in the dark. Determined, was Harry, to avoid the odd sensation creeping up his spine for as long as he could. Eventually he couldn't ignore the sensation any longer, and stopped in his tracks. Freezing, Harry turned slowly toward the sudden noise he'd heard. Grumbles, groans, creaks... What was that? Harry was starting to feel frustrated, being unable to hear exactly what it was. If he turned towards it, the sound disappeared. Just as he was going to turn back around, he heard it. Knowing not what was going on was frightening. Listening, Harry could only hear crickets. Minutes flew by like hours. Not realizing what was going on, Harry looked around in confusion. On a sudden rush of what seemed like wind, Harry found himself in the Forbidden Forest. Part open space was rare in this forest, Harry notices, biting his lip. Quiet as a mouse, Harry tried to move through the Forbidden Forest without alerting any creatures to his presence. Rain washed down like a waterfall, soaking Harry right through. Somewhere behind him, as though in his very head, Harry heard a scream. Trying hard not to panic, Harry moves slightly, wanting to leave this place. Unless Trelawney released them, they would be trapped in the beyond forever.

"Very soon, you shall return from the beyond," Trelawney whispers. With a flash of pain, Neville returned to the world of the living first. eXcept Harry suddenly thought about something else.

"You need to concentrate" Trelawney's voice seemed as though speaking through water. Zonkos appeared for some of the students. At last, Professor Trelawney spoke the words to bring them out of the vision. Between seeing red and seeing black, many students were confused. Casting off the haze of the trance was more difficult than Trelawney had told them it would be. Damage unforeseen, the results were good. Everyone finally opened their eyes. Forward some time, the trio finished their experience. Going back to their everyday lives seems so strange after this experience. Harry himself, had been looking at Ron with wide, happy eyes. In fact, the vision had made them quite talkative. Justin had been sitting next to Neville, re-telling his own adventure. Kids all over the class were jabbering excitedly about the adventure they had just had.

"Listen up everybody, listen up!" Trelawney interrupted the talkative students, "I have something I must tell you".

"Many of you will have questions about this, but there is one thing I must reiterate to you." Normally they didn't take Trelawney very seriously but the room hushed as she began to speak: "Once you have left here, you will not tell a soul about what happened."

"Please!" Scoffed Hermione, just loud enough for Harry to hear, at what Trelawney had said. Questions unanswered, the students sighed with some relief.

"Remember to keep track of your buddy!" Trelawney reminded her students.

"Say, Harry, have you seen Ron about?"

"There's Ron!" Harry shouted, finally spotting his friend, though he looked a little worse for the wear. Underwater, or so he thought, Ron kicked and screamed, with no Gillyweed to save him. Valiantly, he held his breath until everything stopped spinning.

"Where we now?" Ron asked excitedly before he realized they were just back in the classroom. Xenophilius Lovegood appeared in Harry's next vision for no good reason.

"You've still got feathers everywhere!" Hermione said, exasperated with her housemates and this lesson.

"Zounds," said Harry, pulling the last of the feathers out of his chainmail, "I think that was the best Divination class I've ever had!"

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