"And what did you see, dear?" Professor Tralawny asked Vanessa.
Vanessa hesitated. She couldn't tell them she'd seen Voldemort...
"I saw a friend," She said finally.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Professor Trawlany shouted, raising her trembling fingers toward the ceiling. "A sign of good luck, for sure."
"I wish," Vanessa thought.
When divination was over, Vanessa went back to thinking about what things she could be good at other than evil. There had to be something! Her father couldn't control her. She sat down on a bench to think.
"Is Ickle Vanessa sad?" A taunting voice rang out above her.
Vanessa didn't even have to look up to see who it was. "Go away peeves."
Peeves the poltergeist laughed rudely. "Tut tut," He said, flying in front of her face, "No need to be nasty, I just wanted to help,"
"Peeves, I said go away!" Vanessa shouted. She hoped he wouldn't get her to angry, she hoped her father would stay out of this.
Peeves cackled gleefully and flew off, probably planning to come back with an egg and crack it on her head, or something like that. Vanessa stood up and walked away, not wanting to be provoked. It had been a long day, and she really didn't need that. As she walked off an idea suddenly came into her head. She could join the chorus! She had thought that it would be a bad idea, but really, if she wanted to be different from her dad, doing something that made her happy could help! She quickly turned around and ran to the headmaster's office, where she would ask him if she could see the sign up sheet for chorus.
When she reached the giant eagle statue, she said "Dumbledore." It was the password that hadn't changed since the former headmaster, Albus Dumbledore's, terrible death, which was influenced by her father. Obviously. Why was it that every wrong-doing ever done in the Wizarding World was her father's? Why did she have to be his daughter? Tears welled up in Vanessa's eyes as she stepped onto the statue that spiraled her up to the headmaster, but she blinked them back, knowing that she couldn't give the headmaster even a slight hint if she didn't want to suffer the consequences.
When she reached the headmaster's desk, he looked up and asked her, "Hello my dear, what can I do for you today?"
Vanessa cleared her throat and said, "I thought I might like to do the frog chorus, If I'm still aloud to sign up."
The headmaster nodded and handed her the registration form.
"Thank you," She said and began to fill out the application.
"Might I ask," The headmaster spoke, "How did you know the password to enter my office?"
"An insignificant source," Replied Vanessa quickly, not wanting to give away the fact that her father had left a note about all the secrets of hogwarts in her trunk before he sent her off to the orphanage.
"I really doubt that something like that would be unimportant," He said, holding out his hand for the sign up sheet.
"Um, I um, just heard some teachers coming in from the courtyard," She lied, handing him the form.
The headmaster smiled. "Vanessa," He said, "Is there something you wish to tell me?"
"No!" Vanessa cried, and hurried out of his office.