D i v i n a t i o n class was always Rodolphus' favorite subject. Although he wouldn't admit it if anyone asked. Being a Leatrange he had to live up to certain expectations..which made it difficult for him to be himself. Today's coursework consisted of learning to read tea leaves. He watched the Professor as she read a nearby students tea leaves, the class reacted excitedly. He looked down to his own cup seeing nothing but darkness in his own future. His stone facial expression didn't falter but in reflected internally knowing how disappointed his mother would be... He huffed looking to his neighbor's. "Your tea leaves are predicting a future of loneliness..." He stated dryly. Rod's back pressed against his chair hoping the other student wasnt aware of his own tea leaves. Although it predicted the inevitable. Darkness and deep loss..his mind went to his mother...