Did You See That?

Professor Trelawney spoke in her usual misty voice that usually made Harry, Seamus, Ron, and Don drift off into sleep.

Unfortunate enough for us all, Lavender and Parvati managed to "ooh, look Professor" their way all through class.

Ron looked over at Harry, who had already been long gone.

He needed it though. After Quidditch practice, Harry had a detention with Snape that roughly lasted until midnight. Ron had Quidditch practice too and had even waited on Harry from his detention, but he wasn't nearly as tired as Harry was.

But Trelawney wasn't making the need to stay awake any more convincing than she already hadn't.

Ron tried to pay attention, but he couldn't help it. Sleep seemed like the best thing for him right now.

Nod... Nod...

"Mr. Weasley!" Professor Trelawney was standing over him and Harry's table.

Ron jumped at the sound of his voice and could hear Dean and Seamus laughing. Parvati and Lavender had looks of disgust on their faces. Harry seemed to be trying to stifle his laughter. Some friend he was.

What was that smell? Ron sniffed his shirt and looked at Professor Trelawney confused. Whatever the smell was it smelled vaguely familiar.

How long have I been asleep? He mouthed to Harry.

Harry held up three fingers in his right hand and shaped his left hand into a zero.

After class, Professor Trelawney told Ron in her airy voice, I sprayed you with a potion that smells of your love and foreshadows your devastating future. Now you will see all the terrible things I see." She then floated into her office.

"Sure," Ron said unconvinced. He picked up his bags," C'mon Harry, let's go."

As soon as they left the class, Ron grumbled. "I smell like fairies dust if you ask me."

Harry laughed.

They caught up with Seamus and Dean and they looked at Ron and start laughing.

"Weasley, you were talking in your sleep again."

Ron looked at Harry. The words," how come you didn't tell me" were written all over his face.

"What was I saying?" Ron regretted asking this question.

He knew what and whom this dream was about.

There was a pregnant pause and then Harry, Dean, and Seamus burst out laughing. They were laughing so hard that they had stopped and were doubled over laughing.

Ron continued walking, then he turned around annoyed. "If it's so funny, how come I'm not laughing?"

Seamus stood up straight and started moaning," mmm, that's the spot right there." He kicked his leg like a dog when it gets its belly scratched.

"What were you dreaming about?" Harry asked, still laughing.

"No!" Dean said in between laughs," The question is whom were you dreaming about!?"

Seamus turned his back to Ron and wrapped his arms around his body tightly. He then pretended that he was in a deep snog session with a girl. Dean and Harry laughed even harder. Harry was now rolling on the ground.

Ron had had enough. He turned around to storm off, but stormed into Hermione.

*Flash*

A wedding? Who was the woman in the white dress with her back turned.

*Flash*

An explosion.

*Flash*

Four people with their backs turned were laughing and making a toast.

*Flash*

Was that Hermione? She was spinning a little girl with long red hair around.

*Flash*

Two elderly people sitting in in the yard smiling and holding hands. It looked so much like...

*Flash*

Ron blinked his eyes, hoping for more flashes of what seemed to be what ran through his mind, he only found a dumbfounded Hermione staring back at him.

She looked a little flushed as well.

"Did you see that?" Ron asked, afraid of the answer.

Hermione snapped out of her gaze and snorted," If I saw you charging into me do you think this would have happened?"

Harry, Seamus, and Dean stopped laughing.

Ron had already lost his temper amidst the other boy's ridicule.

"Did you see that?"

Hermione folded her arms," See what?"

"Oh never mind," Ron grumbled and walked away muttering to himself.

Hermione turned around and watched him walk off.

She saw it.

"You should've heard Ron in Divination!" Harry started to tell Hermione the story...