Re: Theodore Nott & the Patil Twins Time! That's right. That's the room Nott worked in now. But, Padma wasn't going to interrupt her sister when she was clearly working. Divination wasn't Padma's thing and she didn't have a talent for it. She didn't doubt Parvati's however. And if she was Seeing...
Besides, staying quiet gave her time of her own to work through what was being said, to see what her own more analytical observations could yield.
Twenty thirty-eight. Twenty-four years into their future. So many possibilities. But, while her sister could See Time, Padma knew death. Looking around now, she could see it for herself. It wasn't the natural decay of Winter still hanging on despite the encroach of Spring. No, there was a hush beyond the sounds of people talking in the distance, a lack of sound that should have been there. If this was Spring, why were... she glanced past Nott's shoulder to get a better look at the people gathered there... why were there mostly twenty-somethings, people their own age, congregated on the pitch? Where were the students? It might be Sunday, but it was still March. Even if it was Easter holidays, there would have been some students and people their age weren't just given free range of the school, not even the D.A.
Time travel would explain the people their age. But, the lack of students? The almost pall-like hush around them except for those gathered on the pitch? "How many?" she asked. "People died. How? It's too quiet. No students. Even in the distance, sound here carries. Only something like mass death could empty the school like this." The school was where they would go to be safe. They wouldn't abandon it.