The American Wizard

Crystal Ball? Not Dragon Ball?

"For the billionth time, (Y/n), YES!, The crystal ball!" Hermione scolded me quietly.

We've stealthily entered the Ministry of Magic building and have entered what looks like infinite shelves of crystal balls. She was mad at me because on the way here, I kept asking Harry if what he saw was true or if he had mistaken the Dragon Balls from Dragon Ball for being real, and in this huge room. I'm glad that everyone's here, the four of us, Seamus, Neville, Collin, Dean, Ginny, Luna Lovegood, and Choi were here, trying to find the crystal ball.

"Are you sure it's not a Dragon Ball?" I asked again as everyone rolled their eyes and groaned

"C'mon guys! Live it up a little, will ya? Besides, we're in unfamiliar territory, with low moral, anyone of us is gonna wind up dead." I told them that they had to agree with me.

"Let's just focus on finding the crystal ball," Harry said as I reluctantly agreed to shut up and look for it.

I shut up as we looked for the crystal ball he was looking for in his vision. All of us used the Lumos spell to light our way as endless rows of very long and wide shelves with a lot of crystal balls, as I walked with Hermione while searching for said item.

"Hey, Mione?" I called

"Yes, love?" she asked

"Once we're done with this treasure hunt, you... wanna have a family outing? With just our families?" I asked her

"Oh I'd love to but can we focus on this for a second?"

"Right... sorry." I apologized sheepishly.

We heard Harry call from a distance as we headed over and saw what he found. He had finally found the crystal ball he was looking for, but I stopped him.

"What is it, (Y/n)? The ball is right there!"

"How do you know it isn't a trap set up by that asshole?"

"What do you mean?"

"Think about it! Voldemort's the kinda guy who's like me, uses people's weakness against them... so... how did those visions ever appear if you don't even know where they come from?" I asked as Harry was hit with a shocking revelation... IT WAS A TRAP!

"Oh if only you were fast enough, (L/n)." Lucius's voice crept from the darkness as we were surrounded by Death Eaters.

And I see Mom and Lance, appearing beside Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Ah, why hello there, crazy bitch! Pleasure to make your acquaintance!" I greeted Bellatrix sarcastically.

"Ooh~ I quite like this one!" She says

"Just give us the ball, Potter. It doesn't have to end violence."

"Oh, don't listen to Lucius, Harry! It always ends in violence with them!" I retorted.

Lance brushed past Malfoy and ran straight to me and grabbed my collar roughly, glaring at me with killing intent.

"We could get violent right now, Brother." he said

"Heh, finally grew some balls the last time we met, haven't you?" I asked him as we both glared at each other.

"You best prepare, I'm gonna show you my ultimate spell I've learned... all thanks to you." He said as I saw at the corner of my eye, Hermione, looking at him with a surprised look.