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"Definitely not," she assured her friend.

Matt caught up witih Leigh and Kris with Jackson. "Okay. Let's go," he said, climbing the rope ladder and beckoning for them to follow. "C'mon, wimps. Climb up."

Leigh looked at Kris. "Hypocrite," she muttered, under her breath. She slowly climbed up, and immediately felt dizzy from the heat and purfume. She stepped up, and accidentally backed into Jackson's chest. "Sorry," she mumbled. This was strange.

"You're early," said a swaying voice.

Matt jumped. "Um. Yes. Professor Trelawny?" he guessed, looking around to see where the noise came from.

"Yes. Very good. You, my dear, may be possessed with the Inner Eye."

Matt tried to find her. "Uh...thanks?"

"I speak the truth. Make yourself comfortable. I will return shortly. I'm feeling rather...thirsty." The ladder made noise, and before any of them knew it, the Professor had disappeared.

((hullo. Desiree reporting for duty, and I think I'm taking over Jessica as well...but for now im just gonna post Desiree))

Desiree bounded up the stairs to the Tower, cursing herself internally for being late to Divination. It wasn't really because she wanted to suck up to Professor Trelawney or anything. In fact, she looked down on the teacher a little, finding her to use her gifts for parlour tricks, whilst real Seers like Desiree herself preferred to maintain a lower profile and use their gifts for useful ends.

No, she was mad at herself because she knew she would be late. As she drifted off to sleep the night before, she had foreseen herself rushing in late, and had taken the proper measures to avoid it. She wound her alarm clock a half hour early to make sure she would have time to get dressed. Unfortunately for her, getting up a half hour early meant that she was still tired and turned the alarm off, thus sleeping even later than she would have if she had just kept the time the same.

So there she was, late for her first class of the year. As she threw open the trap door and ascended into the heavily perfurmed, dimly lit room, she held her hand out and shook her head. "Sorry, Professor. Yes I'm late. Yes you saw me being late. Of course I will stay after, and yes I know the Seeing Eye waits for nobody." Before the bespectacled women could respond, Desiree took a seat on the closest pouf, staring absentmindedly at the crystal ball swirling with smoke on the table. It wasn't until she heard no response that she looked up and realized Professor Trelawney was not currently in the room. "Where'd she go?"

"Hey Leigh you can sit close to me if you get lonly," Jackson said tring to sound suductive scooting closer.

Kris laughed at Jackson's attempt and moved over next to Ray. "Does anyone else have this class?" she asked, "You know, Peter or something?"

"Whoopee cushion?" She raised an eyebrow, giving the third year a rather curious stare. "You're resorting to muggle pranks now?" She laughed to herself quietly and pulled a book from her bag. The title read Psychic or Just Psycho?, a very abnormal title for a book that Desiree, a bonified Seer, would read.

"We'll see," answered Leigh, subconciously doodling Matt's name on a spare scrap of parchment, far away from the prying eyes of Kris. "There's still a good five minutes until class starts."