Who Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown Where Gryffindor’s Girl’s Dormitory When evening, Sunday, January 18, 1998 Synopsis Lavender tells Parvati about her vision Rating G
Lavender had been unusually quiet for the past week, and now that she had met with Penelope she was even more so, trying to suss out what was going on with herself. She had retreated to inside her curtains, curled up around her pillow as she stared into space, the faint glow between the cracks in the fabric the only indication that she wasn't asleep.
Soft footfalls approached the bed as Parvati crept up to check on her friend. "Hoi, Lav...you in there?" she queried as she tentatively approached the curtains.
She looked up, sticking out a hand to push the curtain aside enough to see out. "Here."
Parvati peered in to regard her classmate. Concern drew unflattering lines across her forehead, making the seventh year look somewhat more aged. "Hey there, you doing alright, mate?"
"Come in." She said, scooting aside to make room for her friend. It was time to confide.
Needing no further invitation, Parvati crawled inside the curtains and tucked her feet underneath her.
Lav reached out and linked her fingers with her friends, letting out a sigh. "I need to tell you something."
Parvati took her friend's hand and places her free one around them both. "What's going on hun? Something isn't right."
She resisted the urge to mumble into her pillow, instead saying what she needed to out loud. "I had a vision, Vati."
Parvati's face was a blend of concern for her friend's solemn stare, mixed with the excitement of a true vision...something that both girls had been studying and hoping for. Her voice was soft, but eager. "Lavender that's...brilliant...isn't it?" she gently squeezed the hand in hers, as a show of support.
"It's terrifying." She said, shaking her head. It had been something she had wanted for so long, but the reality was so different from the fantasy she had harbored for so long.
"What is it, Lav?" she asked, her face only showed concern, now.
"What if I'm a Seer, Vati? What if this keeps happening?" She squeezed her hand. "I could see terrible things. Or never have a moment of privacy."
Again she gave the hand a gentle squeeze. "Lavender...this is what you and I have dreamed of our whole tenure here...Professor Trelawney told us that it was not an easy path." Her voice calm and she hoped, comforting to her dearest friend.
"It's a wonderful theory, but...I'm so scared." She said, blowing out a breath. "What if my visions never make sense? Or just say terrible things all the time?"
"Lavender...shhh." Parvati attempted to assuage the fears of her friend. "What did you see?"
"It didn't make sense. I was laying out tarot and then my vision was of cards, all strange things. I couldn't understand it at all."
"Maybe we can interpret it together....do you recall it?" she asked, her brow furrowed. "We have always helped one another when the others poked at us...we can figure this out together Lav."
She sat up and pulled her journal out from under a pillow, opening it to the last entry and tapping it gently with her wand to release the hexing charm. "Here it is."
Parvati looked at Lavender for a long moment before looking at her journal and taking it hesitantly.
She curled her legs up, waiting.
Parvati looked up from the entry to Lavender slowly, her face had turned to confusion. "Lav, what were you doing a reading on at the time?"
"I was doing a four-card spread for Susan."
"And you could not see the fourth card?"
"No. It was shining too brightly. I couldn't see it, I had to turn away."
"Did you tell Susan what you saw?"
"Yes. I couldn't help it, I said it out loud. It was like I had completely lost control of my body."
Parvati nodded, and spoke, thinking aloud. "Did it seem to make sense to her?"
"No, she had no idea either. I mean, we didn't talk much afterward, but Susan doesn't take Divinations, so..."
"Well, do you feel this was in reference to Susan or someone else?"
"I don't know. I don't think it had anything to do with Susan...I think it was triggered because of the tarot, not because of her."
Parvati nodded. "Well...have you told Professor Trelawney?" "I haven't. I told Professor McGonnagall, and she called the Department of Mysteries, and I had to report it to them."
"You did?" she looks at Lavender very seriously. "Did they offer any suggestions?"
"No. She said that I shouldn't worry about it, that it might be a one-time occurrence. But I don't think so." She trailed her fingers along the trimming of her pillow case."
"Professor Mc Gonagall?"
"No, Penelope Clearwater."
"The name rings a bell..."
"She dated Percy Weasley, and she was Head Girl."
"Oh...yeah...she work for the Ministry?"
"Yeah, she's an Unspeakable now."
"Oh..." her face took a grave demeanor. "Well...let's look at the cards again...Nine of pentacles. It has a few meanings."
"Material wealth and accomplishment. It was protected by cupping hands."
"Wisdom as well...wisdom through material prosperity...the protection by cupping of hands." she trailed off thinking of what that could mean. "It is being supported...someone holding onto or assisting others with financial growth and success."
"Yes, but what the hell does that have to do with anything?"
"Alright...so someone, maybe Susan maybe not, has been supported financially by another...to ensure their personal development. Just...forget that right now we don't know the querant."
She shook her head, running her hands through her hair. "Okay, but what does any of it mean?"
"Let's continue Lav...maybe if we talk it out, it will make some sense. It isn't always the Seer's responsibility to know the relevance...only to see the unseen, you know that."
"Yes, but what if what I See means terrible things, and I have no idea until it's too late to help anyone?
Parvati reached out and took one of Lavender's hands. "Lav...you did the right thing by going to Mc Gonagall...that is what they pay the Ministry officials for. The life of a seer is not always to know...but to feel the gift, and be open to it. We have the ability to be open to the sight...we can try and put divinatory meanings to our visions...and it is to those with the resources to determine its relevance. Not some seventh year...do you know how special this makes you?"
Parvati forced her smile to be supportive and cheerful, though her mind had long wandered to who's life may be destroyed. If that is, that was the true meaning of her dearest mate's vision.
She leaned her forehead on her friends shoulder, voice small as she said "I'm not sure I want to be special anymore."
Parvati enfolded her friend in her arms, and hoped to be of some comfort. "Lav, the sight has touched you...we have been taught from our very first divination class that it was a difficult path to take...most visions do not come to Seers because something pleasant is occurring...the fates would not need to tell us the future of pleasant times..."
"I wish my vision had told me I'd be getting ice cream and some jewelry from Eddie. That's a vision I need to have post-haste."
Parvati chuckled and smoothed out Lavender's hair. "That would be a perfectly good waste of a surprise. Look, Lav, by going to Mc Gonagall, you could have saved a life...that is amazing responsibility...but you can handle this. You're strong enough, mate."
She nodded. "I can handle it."
She nodded as well in confirmation. "You've got me...and imagine how proud Professor Trelawney'll be...she'll weep...or bust buttons...or both." she tousled her hair playfully.
She cracked a grin. "She'll probably deliver a twelve minute speech on how I'm going to die."
She chuckled as well. "Can we wait to tell her, though? I don't want this getting out."
Parvati nodded, having known how much Trelawney loved to exclaim things practically from the owlery when she was excited. "Sure thing Lav...this is your gift...it is up to you." She hugged her friend a little tighter. "You got me, hun. I'm here for you, ya' know?"
She smiled and returned the hug. "Thanks. I'm just worried that no one will believe me if it gets out."
"I know...believe me. Look at how they treat her and she is a professor. It's not a glamorous path, but it is just as important in our world." She smirked. "I don't even want to know what the Slytherins would do if they found out."
"Well, I'd hex them all if I had to!" she nodded for dramatic emphasis. "Now...you need to work on your next vision, m'kay?"
"How am I supposed to do that?"
Parvati grins. "Well, if you're giong to be a famous Seer, the least you can do is tell me if I'm going to marry Seamus or Oliver!" she grinned and again ruffled her friend's hair.
"Oh lord, Vati. Aren't you a bit young to be thinking of marriage?"
Parvati could not help herself, wanting so badly to make Lavender smile. "Good Godric, can't you take a joke, Brown?" she grinned. "Well...I was only partly joking."
She laughed again and reached out, ruffling the girl's hair. "You're insane"
"Maybe. Very well, may be...but thus far only Seamus has kissed me. That is maddening. Then there's you and Mister Carmichael..." she laughed, entirely ecstatic to feel herself filled with the warm tingling sensation after so long mired down by the grief and confusion of her family's recent loss. "It's good to laugh again." she grinned and grabbed a pillow from Lav's bed, making to whallop her with it.
"I See grave things in your future if you do that." She said, pushing against her shoulder and winking.
She holds out her hands like a zombie and shakes them slightly. "And I see a sound whalloping in your future...by one you hold dear....bewaaaaaaaaaaaaare!" she collapsed on the bed in a fit of giggles.