Ginny Weasley (for the thing before this go to the hallways Page 2)--
I stepped into the perfumed classroom and almost choked. We were doing tea leaf reading and Trelawney always had to pick the most fruity and flowery teas. Today it smelt like the Slytherins were drinking Pomegranate Chamomile and the Gryffindors were drinking Peach Blossom. These strong teas mixed with the smoke from the fire and the perfumes Trelawney frequently sprayed made the the room stuffy and horrible. I was sure I would get a headache by the end of the first class, let alone the second.
"Ginerva you are late," Professor Trelawney said in her scared sounding voice.
"Its just Ginny and yeah I had a detention with Umbridge," I said, annoyed.
"Oh well, find a seat. I am afraid there are no empty seats on the Gryffindor side of the room so you can partner with any of the empty Slytherins."
I sighed and went to sit next to a black haired Slytherin girl who looked at me in disgust. She muttered something under her breath that sounded strangely like "blood traitor". Better a blood traitor than a Death Eater, I thought.
