Lster...

Trelawney: "I predict a flying ladder in the halls."

Draco: "Yeah, right.  A flying ladder?  Puh-lease."

OMG FLYING LADDER!!!!

Trelawney:  "I predict a little gnome for a teacher, trying to teach a bunch of smelly children to sing."

Draco: "Yeah, I'm sure.  And they said that MY hair dye got to my head."

OMG SMELLY CHILDREN SINGING, WHILE BEING TAUGHT BY A LITTLE GNOME!

Okay, so that OMG was a lot longer than how I had planned it.... *sigh*

Trelawney: "I predict that the little gnome will give a look of pure hatred!"

Draco: "Yeah, I'm-"

Boy behind him: "LOOK, SHE IS OBVIOUSLY GOING TO GET THE PREDICTION RIGHT!  It's in her script, stupid!"

Flitwick: "Whaaaaa?"

Later...

Umbridge:  "I sure like my crossword puzzles!  Okay, next question.... 'What is a three letter word for a feline?' Hmmm... difficult indeed.... Lion?  No.... cougar?  No.... tiger?  Kitty?  Gosh, I just don't know!"

Umbridge: "Make way, make way!  What is a three letter word for a feline?!"

Hermione: "She can't be serious..."

Harry: "Apparently she is."

Girl to right: "Oh, wow, I don't know that word!"

Umbridge: "Listen here, Trelawney!  Either you use your powers to help me with this crossword, or else you get FIRED, buddy!"

Trelawney: "The Inner Eye does not See upon command. I do not See unless the Vision has Come to Me."

Hermione: "This is stupid.  The word is cat.  C-A-T."

Harry: "Why does Trelawney capitalize like every word?"

Hermione: "I dunno.  Let's go snog."

Harry: "Kk."

McGonagall: "Oh, no, Trelawney is going to be fired.  I must stop this!"

Hermione: "But I thought you hated her..."

McGonagall: "Yeah, but who else will make me look better in evaluations?!"

Harry: "YOU STOPPED OUR SNOGGING SESSION, you @*#$*(@!!!!"

Hermione: "Let's get our own room at Hogwarts for that.  It will be fun!  Ask Dumbledore when you see him next, yeah?"

Umbridge: "Stop hugging her, McGonagall!"

McGonagall: "NOT UNTIL YOU STOP TRYING TO FIRE HER!"

Umbridge: "But she isn't helping me with my crossword!"

Voice from side: "I believe I can help you with that!"

Umbridge: "Er.... who said that?"

Trelawney: "Is it a bird? Is it a plane?"

No, it's....

DUMBLEDORE!!!!!

Dumbledore: "I believe you have issues with a puzzle?"

Harry: "YES!!!!!!! He's here!"

Umbridge: "Three letter word for feline.  Let's see if the great Dumbledore can solve THIS one!  Mwahahhhah!"

Dumbledore: "You're trying to fire one of my professors due to THAT question?!  Wuzzup wid dat?"

Umbridge: "Well. do YOU know?!"

Dumbledore: "DUH.  It's cat. C-A-T cat!  HOW DUMB CAN YOU GET?!"

Umbridge: ". . . Oh.  that is all."

Dumbledore: "God, crazy pink wearing, nonsense talking fool!"

Harry: "Wait, Dumbledore!  DUMBLEDORE!  I need to ask you a question!!!"

No answer.

Harry: "DUMBLEDOREEE!"

No answer.

Harry: "DUMBLEDORE! I NEED A PRIVATE ROOM TO BE WITH MY GIRLFRIEND!"

Students:  ". . . Uhhhhhhh awkward much?"

Hermione: "Harry, I can't believe you asked that in front of EVERYONE!!! Now they will all think that we are going out!"

Hermione: "And yes, I know we ARE going out, but I thought we'd keep this on the down-side until the media stop stalking you."

Hermione: "I just don't want to see you get hurt.  Nor do I want to keep making these stupid faces."

Hermione: "Like this one.  RAWRRRRRRRRRRRR!"