The six divination families of the Tan Dimension actually sat in silence. Clarkton, Myers, and Swap were all staring daggers at the Ambrose representative. While Timms and Wist were contemplating how they could convince Hazel to join them. The Ambrose members all lamented a lost opportunity and hoped that Rosa would behave.
None of them expected what happened. An ethereal voice that sounded like it was coming from a distant land that was sitting deep on the floor of an ancient body of water, spoke.
"You all call so loudly. Your desires stalk me like I am a prized prey. I am not sure that I can give you what you want but I will honestly listen to your request. If I can give it I will. If I can help you I will. But I will not do anything that is against my current principles and I can not help you to do anything that I believe is of no use of value so explain yourselves well.
"I will also let you know that my third eye has fully opened and it now dwells with me. It both sees and hears the truth. Even as you try to deceive the eyes I can hear the lie. Now that you know this, what is it that you want?"
They all sat looking at each other, neither of them knowing what to say. If the third eye now resided with her she truly was the fatetress. They needed her to be apart of them.
"I see. You need time to think. Think things through and I will return when you call again. Remember that you may need to plead your case and just because my third eye is awake it does not mean that I am completely awake to it."
Her presence was gone as soon as the last word floated over them. They all looked at each other still unsure what to say or to think.
Willamina Wist sighed. "She will have to become the permanent head of this council."
And, as she thought, the room erupted into voices of dissention. She merely sighed, closed her eyes, and leaned back in her chair. It was going to be a long meeting.
Hazel opened her eyes. Her mind had wandered and she was not quite sure where. The dragons around her simply stared as if they were waiting to see if she had returned. She smiled and all of the dragons nodded and began doing other things.
All except for Palsa. She merely continued to stare. Hazel could not explain anything so she merely stared back.
"You need to get ahold of this new ability of yours little one before it gets ahold of you. You need to meditate." She paused and looked to a Chinese Fireball dragon.
"Fenglan. Teach the little one how to control the sight."
The long golden, white streaked, dragon looked around towards them. Her eyes focused on Hazel and she smiled a broad toothy grin. Her large lion like head moved quickly toward Hazel.
"You want to learn Fatetress? It is something she probably already knows Palsa."
"Then help her to access it."
Fenglan laughed silently, her huge mouth opened wide. "Come little one. I will show you what you can not yet see."
Fenglan flew low in the dragon enclosure, Hazel on her back just behind her large head. The enclosure had a high level containment enchantment that was made of six layers of enchantments surrounding the enclosure in the shape of a huge dome.
As they traveled Fenglan spoke to her through telepathy.
'You are already very powerful Hazel. The only reason your third eye sight went rogue on you is because you continue to hold it back.
'It most likely felt that it needed to protect you because you do not protect yourself.'
Hazel pursed her lips. Fenglan had already told her that it was not as serious as Palsa thought. Her third eye could not take over any situations but it could initiate things to ensure that she was safe.
Hazel now understood that her dream had been real. She was also honest with herself about actually knowing that already.
Fenglan landed so gently that it took several minutes for Hazel to realize that they had actually landed and were sitting still.
Fenglan coiled in on herself with Haze al the center of the coil. She raised her head and sat it on her own coiling and looked at Haze intently. They sat in silence for a long while then Fenglan's third eye slowly began to open.
"My grandfather was fate master and most of my family are seers. The genuine third eye is almost sentient because it carries a small part of all of the souls of previous Fate Masters and Fatetresses. Because of this it can do as it did today.
"For it you were endanger and so it acted. This danger does not need to be physical and it does not need to be about to happen but it needs to be something so severe or detrimental that the eye sees no other choice but to help you.
"But when you fully acknowledge it and when fully accept your role it mostly likely will not behave in this way again. I say this because it did not do this because you are weak or inept. It did thus because your denial hinders you. Even as your fate moves you forward you purposely stagnate yourself.
"For the eye this is not a good thing."
Fenglan closed her waking eyes and allowed only her third eye to remain open. It was a bright, cat like eye, the color of bright green grass. It stared blankly at Hazel as Fenglan slowly nodded her huge head.
"You are even stronger than I thought little one. This may be another reason why the dragons trust you so much. Start using your third eye within the dreamscape. Learn there. You have such an incredible dreamwalker foundation that it will cause your third eye to quickly enhance itself.
"Also you need to start practicing fate sight. You need to move from the surface and begin looking deeper. You already know the different levels of sight don you not?"
Haze nodded. "I do. Superficial, ambient, quiet, truth, the lie layer, core, fate."
Fenglan nodded. "But you only go down to the lie level and I assume you accidentally went to the core once."
Hazel nodded. "I never understood how difficult it is for a seer to understand how another actively lies to themselves."
"That is the burden of the seer little one. An empathetic core that tries to devour everything else that is. Because your core is even stronger than an average seer you feel this devastation even more accurately."
Hazel nodded. "It is like my soul being devoured."
"You have to begin diving into the fate level as soon as possible. You can start now, if you like, and I will watch over you."
Hazel thought about it for a moment, nodded to herself, and the got comfortable in Fenglan's coils.
Harry was lost in thought during the Care of Magical Creatures class. Hagrid was the newly assigned professor of the class and he was showing everyone a Parsa. It was a small Fae creature with massive iridescent reptilian wings. It was hard to tell if the creature was male or female but it's beauty was clearly seen.
The creature sat on Hagrid's shoulder and quietly watched the class as Hadgrid excitedly spoke about her. Hermione's hand shot up and both Harry and Ron jumped. Neither had seen her there and thought she had chosen a different class. Hagrid called on her to speak.
"Are Parsa related to Flurristeers? They sound very similar."
Hagrid frowned. "I believe those are mythical crea…"
Hagrid stopped in mid sentence and the small creature became excited and unfurled its massive wings. It flapped once, producing a large sudden gust and hopped directly to Hermione. The Parsa chattered happily and Hermione smiled as if she understood every word.
Hagrid and the others were confused. Hagrid because the Parsa never spoke to him with such animation, and the students because they could not understand the tiny noises coming from the small creature's mouth.
Ron leaned into Harry to whisper in his ear.
"Where do you suppose Hermione appeared from and how do you think she did it?"
Harry frowned. So she real hadn't been there. It wasn't his imagination.
"So you really can't go to Hogsmeade?"
Harry and Hermione sighed as one.
"My uncle refused to sign the permission slip. I didn't tell Hazel because she tends to scare them so badly I always have to do a lot of extra clean up afterward."
"Hmph you actually feel sorry for them?" Hermione's face softened. "So when will you two stop all this and speak to each other again?"
Harry frowned "Well its not me that's being difficult."
Hermione rolled her eyes but didn't say anything. George walked over and looked pointedly at Harry.
"See you in Hogsmeade everyone."
Before anyone could respond he was off. Hermione frowned.
"What was that about? He was talking to you Harry."
Harry was frowning as well. "I know. He knows I can't go."
"He knows you can't go officially. There must be some way for you to sneak there."
Ron spoke nonchalantly, his head down as he focused on his homework. Harry and Hermione frowned to each other and then they both looked to Ron as one.