Who: Morgaine
What: Drinking tea
Where: Slytherin fifth year dorms
When: Evening
Rating: g

There was a reason Morgaine rarely drank conjured tea, but she was simply too comfortable to leave her bed. She swallowed the last little bit, then swirled the dregs at the bottom. She frowned, her dark eyes puzzled as she turned the cup in her hands, unsure of what she was seeing. Her Divination class had looked at Tasseomancy again, but it was a method she hardly ever used.

She made a small 'ah ha' and turned to her book, scanning the pages for the right section. Oh, there it was, a fork.

Diversion from a goal? That couldn't be right, she didn't have any goals yet. Well, nobody ever said it was reliable.