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Prompt: divination 11/10/24 @wolfstarmicrofic

Word count: 421

The classroom was too hot, stuffy with closed windows and intense burning in every corner. Surely, this was some kind of hazard.

The windows were covered in patchwork tapestries, which obscured the light from coming it and left an odd red haze in the room. It didn't inspire Remus to 'search for the future' as Professor Rackham insisted they should. The professor was a short woman who was a bit away with the fairies, some descendant of a professor from the early days on Hogwarts, and she was passionate about divination, to say the least.

"This is bullshite" Remus grumbled, staring at the crystal ball on the circular table between him and Sirius, most the time Remus just slept through the lesson and let Sirius and James do the heavy lifting and copied their homework/notes. But with exams around the corner and a wild determination to have a fighting chance of taking more OWLs than everyone else, maybe not all 12, but it would be nice to do 8 or so.

"Come on, Moony," Sirius teased with a stupid grin on his face. He held the ball up and stared into the haze within it. "Don't you see the beauty of the future within the ball?" He asked mockingly. The girl at the table in front of them shot them a dirty look.

"You shouldn't mock the fates Black, I myself am a seer and know that horrible things are in store for you... your karma is awful, " she hissed, Remus couldn't help but think she looked awfully bug like. Huge glasses over her face that magnified her eyes and hair sticking up in every direction like she's been electrocuted. Sort of like an ugly moth.

"Oh shut up loony 'lawny" Sirius drawled, tossing the ball from one hand to the other haphazardously. Remus couldn't help but fix his eyes on the way the tendons in his hands flexed with each throw and catch.

"Believe me, Black, you'll regret tempting fate when a werewolf mauls you. That's what the ball is showing me, " she murmured haughtily, scribbling down notes furiously. Sirius turned to Remus and cocked an eyebrow suggestively, leaning over the table to whisper, "Fancy mauling me, Moony?" His voice dripping with innuendo and wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Maybe." Remus shrugged, trying to look nonchalant, but he could feel the heat on his cheeks. Hopefully, the light in the room disguised it. It's not that Sirius would have noticed anyway. He was too busy cackling with laughter.