Ben wasn't good at Divination. He had sort of known from the beginning that he wouldn't be, but he had to take three electives, and Care of Magical Creatures simply wasn't an option, which limited it significantly. Some students could get away with just two, but three was somewhat more standard, and Ben didn't want to be seen as a slacker by anyone who might be evaluating his Hogwarts grades after he graduated, for job possibilities. Ancient Runes and Arithmancy had been givens, which just left the third slot. Muggle Studies, or Divination. Ben's third year, Muggle Studies had been taught by an overweight old man who had about as much charisma, from what Ben could tell, as a Tenecian Ice Slug. So he signed up for Divination, and had been attending quite faithfully for the past year and a half, dragging his books on tea leaves and tarot back and forth and never coming away from the class with anything even resembling a reasonable forcast of his future.
To her credit, the teacher was nice enough, and she didn't seem inclined to hold it against him when his interpretation of the cards last semester had predicted things which just weren't plausible. Eventually, he'd decided to just be as vague about what he saw as humanly possible, which he was starting to think might have been the whole secret to Divination in the first place. It really wasn't her fault, but Ben just couldn't like a class that he couldn't succeed in, no matter how hard he tried.
Since he had exactly zero talent for this sort of thing, he made sure to do all of his reading well in advance and practically twice-over (and he'd had plenty of time over the second half of break for homework, being grounded). He knew he'd read about all of those cards, but the first thing that came to mind when she asked the question was way too many.
"Seventy-eight?" he guessed. He knew it was more than an average deck of cards, fifty-two, and less than eighty. He specifically remembered less than eighty, which lead him to believe it was seventy-something. Seventy-eight sounded vaguely familiar from his reading, and if he was mistaken it was at least as good a guess as any.
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Divination was one of the few classes Ellory trully enjoyed. Although many students concidered it stupid and useless, Ellory found it fascinating. So many people wanted to know what is going to happen in the future, but they also criticized those who had that abbility. Ellory had no divination talent, that was sure, but she made sure that she was well read before each of her classes.<p>
Ellory relucantly raised her hand to answer Professor Estelle's second question. Although she was not sure whether her answer was right, she was sure that she had read it somewhere. " There are... um... Knight, King, Queen and Page... In every... Group of them?" she answered, with no confidence as doing so, something rather unusual for Ellory who always answered with confidence, even when she knew that her answer was wrong.
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Loretta's mouth opened wide to reveal her teeth and the back of her throat and her hand shot up to cover her yawn. She knew she really should've gotten to bed on time last night.... just that she'd found a book in the library on love spells and she'd spent a good portion of the night attempting to make head or tail of it. <p>
It would be a great idea for Valentines Day! Much better then her previous idea of a singing valentines card. She spotted a nearby student watching her and shut her mouth with a snap. What had they been talking about? Cards? Tarot Cards? <p>
She perked up and stared across at her partner with bright eyes. She hadn't done any prereadings - she'd been far too interested in love potions and spells - but wasn't it surely possible to do a fortune on her future to see who she ended up with. She flipped over the deck in front of her and read the name at the bottom of the pretty pictures as Professor Estelle recited the namesof the major arcana. She remembered something vaguely and shyly put up her hand. <p>
"The Death Card doesn't mean death but change... that's right isn't it?" She asked. She remembered reading it somewhere vaguely but she knew it was probably better to ask then leave it to chance.
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