"Okay...bye," Rapunzel waved at Katelyn as she walked away.

Then she returned to contemplating her own cards. 'Hmmm,' she thought. 'Empress, so in my past I was...motherly? True, I guess, to my sister. Abundance, nature, yadayada. So the present....Five of Cups.' She looked up the card's meaning in her reference guide and gasped. "Oh no oh no oh no," Rapunzel wailed outloud by accident. 'So this probably means that I'm not gonna make the Quidditch team...after all, it's says I'm suffering regret and I'm gonna be disappointed by events. Just peachy.'

She turned over the last card with dismal hopes for the future. 'The Knight of Swords...oh wonderful,' she thought with a snarl on her face. 'I'm going to become an unfeeling, opinionated, but logical and objective person.'

Rapunzel sighed and shuffled the three cards back into the deck. She wondered when her cousin was going to show up and hoped that maybe she was wrong and had misinterpreted her cards..............

kimberly wandered into the Divination room looking around for Rapunzel
finally spotting her-but noticing that she looked distressed
walking up to her kimberly asked "whats wrong?"

Okay. 10 of Swords, The Knight of Wands, The Fool. Fool! Yep. That's me! Okay. Focus, Eliza, Foooccccuuuussss!!

Eliza squinted at her cards as she tried to concentrate. She cleared her throat and proceeded to mumble to herself as she interpreted the meanings of her cards. "Hmmm....10 of Swords. Feeling like a victim. Wondering 'Why me?' " She smirked "Yep. That's my past, present AND future!"

Okay.CON-CEN-TRATE!

"The Knight of Wands. Self-confident. Cocky. feels strong loyalties. Is too ready for a fight." She gave an actually growl at that. Were these cards telling her that she was too full of herself? Because she most definitely was NOT!

Only Kinda.
A Bit.
A Lot.

Eliza went towards the Fool and smirked "Entering a new phase. Doing the unexpected. I like it!" she left the cards in their place and waited to see if Professor B would pop over and really tell her what her cards meant. She, of course, was only reading what the Chart said.

Celestina glanced down at her cards and worried her bottom lip, her free hand rubbed her cheek thoughtfully.

"Nope," replied finally the red head. "Go fish, my multi-colored haired friend."

When tugged at her hair for a second before drawing a card: 2 of Pentacles. "Oh goody," she said. If she was going to delight over every good card, this habit could become a problem.

She tucked the card into her hand and ran her tongue over her lower lip. "Go," Whende said.

"It's nothing...just..." Rapunzel stuttered, speechless for once. "Well, I thought this party would be fun, and I thought the cards might foretell a lucky day at Quidditch tryouts tomorrow, but instead...........they all said that I was going to be 'disappointed.' And yeah, well, I am."

trying to cheer her new friend up kimberly said "my aunt always told me that Divination was baloney""your cards dont mean anything"
"lets go back to the dorm and play exploding snap there"

Gem shuffled around a deck and bit he lip. "This'll be fun!" She promised herself, drawing thee cards. "Okey dokey. Lemme see. Ooo! What a beautiful picture! Hm... To the charts!" She exclaimed, scanning her book. "Okey. Um... Past card. The past would be... the Tower. What a pretty card and it means Loss." For a moment she stared at the card, mouth hung open wide. She hadn't lost anything! But that's just the way Gem saw it. She had lost a bunch of things when becoming a witch. Her father's love, her sisters' love, her mother's courage, her rights to sit at the dinner table, her freedom, her confidence. But she didn't see it that way at all. "I don't see how that relates to me. Okay. Well, next card. Fool. New beginnngs. Innocence. Alrighty! I like that one! And the second card tells of my present state, right?" She inquired. "Okay third would be future." She shivered at the card. "Not the prettiest," she whispered, looking at it doubtful. "Deat which would mean..." her fingers skimmed along the page until she found the card. "Loss, rebirth, unexpected change. Um... I have no clue what that means," she stated and laughed, betting her life that she had done this wrong. "Will someone help me?" Gem inquired aloud.

Eliza had begun to try and change the meaning of her 2nd card, taking out her wand and zapping the chart furiously. "I--Am---Not---Cocky!" she chanted with every flick which only caused a small whisp of smke to billow from the tip of her wand. She looked at her wand and growled angrily "Stupid thing!" she hissed, pocketing her wand and folding her arms. She gazed at teh cards and wanted to rip the second one to pieces. "Stupid, rotten card saying I'm Self-confident and Cocky." she grumbled. She heard a girl ask her help and decided she might aswell be helpful and go and help the girl who asked for help. As she spotted who it was, she realised it was that overly-giddy girl from the train. Oh---What was it. Hmmm... GEM! "Gem! Over here! We can read each other's cards! Come on!" she called, motioning for Gem to come on over to her empty table.

Rapunzel was grateful to have a friend like Kimberly. "I believe you. Exploding snap sounds a heck of a lot more fun than looking at stupid symbols and stuff. Okay, let's head back!" She felt a lot better now, knowing that Divination was commonly thought of as a waste of time. Then she remembered that Kimberly would be at the Quidditch tryouts tomorrow too, and she felt better yet.

Elizabeth slowly poked her head through the trapped door. Crap. She thought to herself. Everyone was already sectioned off into little groups. Rapunzel told her about the party earlier that day and she completely forgot. Exploding Snap has always been her weak spot.
Elizabeth finally gathered her courage and pulled herself up through the door. It was a nice set-up. The calming glow from the candles eased her nerves as she looked around for Rapunzel. Her long blonde hair stood out against the red tapestry hanging behind her. Smiling, Elizabeth walked over to Rapunzel only to find her frowning.

"There's no reason to fret my dear. They're only flimsy pieces of paper."

Gem bit her lip and looked at the cards. "Such pretty pictures! Too bad I dunno what they mean!" She exclaimed, straightening back into position. She turned her head and tilted it slightly as she heard someone shout aat a deck of cards. It wasn't the shouting at unanimate objects that made her curious (Gem was one to talk to books, toads, grapes, and thumbtacks) but it what she was saying. Self confidence was a good thing indeed! Last year she had been incredibly shy before Skylar boosted her ego a bit. Gem recognized the shouting girl and waved happily, still bouncing up and down like a kangaroo who had, had too many chocolate frogs. "Eliza! Eliza!" She called, blinking her large golden eyes and skipping over to where the girl was, tripping over a foot and landing face first. "Oh bother," she murmured in a very Whinnie-The-Pooh-Bearish way. She regained her footing and walked over to the raven haired girl with a bright smile. She sat down in a chair and looked at the deck. "Hello Eliza. How are you?" She inquired. "I don't really know how to read the cards, though," she sighed, pursing her lips slightly and taking out Mudiwa, kissing the top of his head and rocking the amphibian in her arms as if he was a babe.

The trap door opened silently as a panting and tired looking Professor Pride, clutching her side, entered the room. She quietly sat down near Professor Forrester and muttered, "Believe it or not I actually started walking up here before everyone else, blasted ribs."

Antwone climbed the ladder towards the open trap door wondering how much of the party he missed. As he got to the top of the ladder he poked his hand out of the door and looked around to see a few people next to tables which had floating candles and teapots buzzing around their tables bedecked with tarot cards. With enough examination of the room, Antwone climbed the rest of the ladder and onto the solid ground of the Divination class. Once he had dusted himself up and caught his balance he went over to get a tea cup which was met with a swarm of floating teapots flooding him with tea. Once the cup was overflowing (and he shouted to the teapots that he had had enough) he started to swat them away like flies until they floated away to another table.

After Antwone cleaned his blue sweater off with his wand he walked passed his Transfiguration teacher and a few other students before he could find anyone he knew. Each time he would catch a glimpse of a friend they would dodge out of his sight due to floating teapots, candles and other guests of the party. He circled around the classroom again and again, waiting for a familiar face to pop into his sight.

Rapunzel spun around and finally saw her dear cousin Elizabeth for the first time this school year. "There you are!" she exclaimed. "I was just leaving, but now that you're here.....anywho, if you think these ridiculous cards are just flimsy pieces of paper, let's see what you draw, hmmmm?!???!!!!!!"

Sho noticed people going up into the Divination classroom. He ascended the stairs and peeked his head through the trap door. He looked around the room and saw tons of students and teachers looking at decks of Tarot cards. His father used to play around with those...

"Hmm... I wonder..." he said as he pulled himself up into the classroom.

"Can anyone join in the fun?"

After shuffling the deck Touy carefully pulled 3 cards from the deck. The 1st card was the Page of Cups, the 2nd card was the Ace of Wands and the final card was the 2 of Pentacles. I hope this is good thought Touy. "Ok so the past is a light hearted abandon that would be my childhood. The present is potential, of course going to school was the courage and potential. The future is flexible has to be juggled and is hopefully fun. Do you think I got it right?" Touy screwed up her face in a puzzled look.

Eliza chuckled at Gem as she bounced up and down and waved madly, Gem surely did have the energy of a caffeine-filled child. As Gem skipped over and tripped. She giggled even more, her hair giving a slight frizz as if she had just stuck her finger in an electrical socket. Smiling at Gem, she nodded politely "I've been very well. And yourself? How have you been these few days?" she asked in a cheery voice. "Oh-It's okay. We can just guess. Or, if the worst comes to the worst and we don't know which card is which, we can try to make towers out of the cards!" she said, giggling as she spoke. She watched as Gem took out a--- a toad or a frog or some cross between a slimey critter, and kissed it. "Hoping it'll turn into a Prince, are we?" she questioned, joking.

Elizabeth smirked. "Alright then. You're on. Shuffle the cards." She watched Rapunzel sit back down and shuffle the remaining cards and place then down in front of her. Elizabeth warily turned over the top three cards. Her first card was the Eight of Wands. Ok. Lots of energy. Elizabeth reminded herself. The Four of Cups was next and then the Ace of Pentacles.
"Okey... So apparently, I will become wealthy while my loved ones slip away. But I should follow what the Eight of Wands says and not be to hasty with my sudden rise in income. WHAT? I don't even have a job!"

After a few moments, when Antwone could not find anyone he recognized, he climbed back down the ladder to the Divination classroom to take a walk on the grounds.

"Hee hee hee," Rapunzel giggled at Elizabeth's frustration. "Now you see where I was coming from, doncha? :litebulb: Anyways, I think you've got it wrong. See, in the first card, your past, you were very decisive and conclusive. Now, you've become an introvert. See, I toldya ya needed to get out and see the school more! But yeah, you've got that last card right...hey, can I inherit the wealth too?"
Rapunzel loved teasing her cousin. They were good buds; she knew Elizabeth could handle it.

Casey walked into the divation room to go to the party. She didnt know who was going to be there so she silently went in a found a seat.

OOC: Sorry this is so long. This is why I hardly ever write RPG posts during the school year, lol - I tend to get carried away!



Lauren, finally having reached the Divination classroom, heaved herself down beside one of the tables set up in the room. Fashionably late, she thought with a slight chuckle as she shuffled her bottom slightly, her back finding its place and curling comfortably against one of the circular tables. Her chest heaved and, inwardly, it burned from years out of shape and far too many stairs trodden at one time. Small beads of sweat broke out along her forehead. She wiped quickly at her brow in an attempt to halt their journey.

Her breathing soon returned to normal and her heart's song grew to sound more like a reliable, rhythmic drum melody than the wild tiger's cry it had echoed minutes before. Now she allowed herself to take in her surroundings. Each of the tables in the tower, large and round, served as platforms for multiple cups of steaming tea and decks of the rectangular cards. The orange light from the floating candles flickered across the room, rising and falling to match the rise and fall of the candles themselves. The light, while washing the tower in something of a warm, inviting blanket, reminded Lauren of the threatening waves in a sort of unreal, fiery sea. Soft from a distance. Deadly up close.

Some of the party's guests were already breaking the decks on the tables, turning cards over, consulting with Professor Blaylock-Erikson's chart. Some smiled at the assessment of their lives displayed in front of them. Others scratched their heads or brushed at their chins, obviously confused with either what the results meant for their fates or how they could possibly relate to their current situations. Some still looked displeased, shrugging off their cards as simply a loss in an inconsequential game.

That was how Lauren had felt about tarot cards up until now. They were a game, a game she did not necessarily want to play. Her uncle on her mother's side, long gone by now, had been an avid fan of this sort of thing. He had brought his deck to every get-together, she remembered, setting up his spread on an open coffee table and practically heckling his family members until they agreed to sit with him for a moment. When he read Lauren's cards on the lone occasion she allowed him to do so, he primarily predicted for her moments of strength, reliable support from those around her, good health, happiness. He was always predicting such things for people: good fortune, love, luck, wishes come true. He must have rid the deck of any bad cards before coming to the parties, for a card warranting a menacing interpretation was never turned so long as she could recall. Lauren contemplated long and hard her coming to the party and, of course, ultimately did, but only for the company of others: she did not actually believe that the cards "held her future" or could tell her anything about herself she already didn't know. After all, such good things her uncle had predicted never really did come true for her family, did they?

But still she sat, now facing one of the tables, her teacup half-empty, biscuit crumbs scattered before her, and therefore no further reason not to attack the deck. She picked it up with graceful fingers, feeling the weight of it in her hands. And so, Lauren shuffled the cards, as they were instructed to do by their hostess, and chose three that felt favorable to her. She placed each one down in front of her, left to right and face down, the cards dropping to the table with a slight snap. Taking a deep breath, she flipped the first over.

The 8 of Cups, she read to herself. This was her past and, according to the Professor's chart, signifies a past losing of hope, of abandoning a hopeless situation, and a searching for a personal truth. Pretty accurate, Lauren mused, still with nagging doubt. She now turned over her middle card. This was the Queen of Wands, and by its position it was meant to represent the present. The chart told Lauren that, by this card, she now was warm and sincere, radiates health and optimism, and quietly demonstrates a self-confidence and faith in herself. Well. That was quite true, too. And now the third. Her future. The card Lauren was most interested in revealing. It was the 4 of Pentacles, a card that predicted a desire to get one's share out of life, a need to be in control of one's own life and decisions, and a resfusal to accept change. Lauren's fingertip lingered on this final card. She marveled at the cards sitting in front of her, gulping what was left of her tea with shaky swallows. Out of all of her uncertainty came three suitable cards, and with them three very relevant interpretations. Coincidence?

She doubted it.

*Madame Rowena enters the room and smiles at the people pondering the meaning of their cards. She goes over to greet Natasha*

"Thank-you very much for the invitation! What a wonderful idea," she says while gesturing lightly to the people around the room, "I even brought my own set of tarot cards," she states.

Rae watches the action all around her, a small smile on her face. She was lucky enough to have a private reading last term. She probably didn't need another one this soon. Actually, after the disaster of that reading, she didn't really want one.