HP: General. Prompts: #28, 44, 83. 10/100
Title: Little Lost Children
Fandom: Harry Potter
Character: Sibyll Trelawney
Prompts: drabbles100 #028. Children, 044. Circle, 083. Lost (10/100). (Table)
Word Count: 335
Rating: 13+
Summary: Trelawney's thoughts on the students of Hogwarts.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the series; Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling, etc.
Note: Companion piece to Star
Little children all lost in what they think they know. They do not see where they are wrong. They never see, not even when they are told, and so they end up lost. Running around in circles, but never admitting that they are lost... or perhaps they truly do not see that they are lost. Perhaps they truly think that theirs is the only way. Their arrogance and ignorance is something that she sees everyday, but is never able to escape or fix.
Yet, there are some that understand, some that come to the school already knowing. It is rare, true, but it still happens and this year will surely be a wonderful year for two entered knowing. Trelawney can see that they will not get lost, for the stars would never allow it, and she will make sure to be available for them. Perhaps the three of them could spend a few nights seeing; it would be an interesting exercise, though she would have to slip it past the Headmaster. For although she had seen with past students, none of them had been one that the Headmaster wanted as a pawn; she couldn’t wait to see what would happen if he ever realized that Harry was not one to be a pawn, no one with the sight ever took well to being treated as a pawn.
Yet, she would remain quiet about it, never letting on that she knew why he kept her around. She wasn’t stupid, she knew that the Headmaster thought that she was mostly a fraud who only had a few true visions that she could never remember, but she wasn’t about to tell him the truth, for his views suited her purposes just fine.
The Headmaster thought of himself as a king, but he never learned from his mistakes… and she knew that he was just like the little children. Never seeing what was right in front of them. She wondered if any of them would see before the end.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Character: Sibyll Trelawney
Prompts: drabbles100 #028. Children, 044. Circle, 083. Lost (10/100). (Table)
Word Count: 335
Rating: 13+
Summary: Trelawney's thoughts on the students of Hogwarts.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the series; Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling, etc.
Note: Companion piece to Star
Little children all lost in what they think they know. They do not see where they are wrong. They never see, not even when they are told, and so they end up lost. Running around in circles, but never admitting that they are lost... or perhaps they truly do not see that they are lost. Perhaps they truly think that theirs is the only way. Their arrogance and ignorance is something that she sees everyday, but is never able to escape or fix.
Yet, there are some that understand, some that come to the school already knowing. It is rare, true, but it still happens and this year will surely be a wonderful year for two entered knowing. Trelawney can see that they will not get lost, for the stars would never allow it, and she will make sure to be available for them. Perhaps the three of them could spend a few nights seeing; it would be an interesting exercise, though she would have to slip it past the Headmaster. For although she had seen with past students, none of them had been one that the Headmaster wanted as a pawn; she couldn’t wait to see what would happen if he ever realized that Harry was not one to be a pawn, no one with the sight ever took well to being treated as a pawn.
Yet, she would remain quiet about it, never letting on that she knew why he kept her around. She wasn’t stupid, she knew that the Headmaster thought that she was mostly a fraud who only had a few true visions that she could never remember, but she wasn’t about to tell him the truth, for his views suited her purposes just fine.
The Headmaster thought of himself as a king, but he never learned from his mistakes… and she knew that he was just like the little children. Never seeing what was right in front of them. She wondered if any of them would see before the end.