Magical Love 2

The Department of Mysteries

Soon, we were on the backs of Thestrals flying to London. I'll have to admit, it was more exciting than flying on a broom. Of course, Cedric and I were riding on a Thestral together. Harry led us through the sky, and the view of London was breathtaking. In all my years of living I didn't think I would go on an adventure like this.

Cedric had his arms around me as I steered the creature. "You are my greatest adventure," he whispered in my ear. Holding onto the Thestral, I turned to face him and I smiled, "And you're mine." we kissed each other. I felt my heart grow warm and fuzzy every time we would kiss. "I love magic!" I shouted happily, and that made the others laugh. "Don't we all!" Ron shouted over the breeze. We landed at the Ministry of Magic and used the Muggle money to gain entry inside. The Ministry was completely dark, and it was so dark that it looked haunted. I held Cedric's hand, and he squeezed mine. "We'll stick together like always." he reminded me. I smiled, "Good, we'll protect each other." Harry led us down the dark hallway and we all used the light casting charm to light our path. Hermione was looking down the line of vault numbers to find the hidden Prophecy. We also looked to speed up the process, we didn't have much time. The Death Eaters would be here before we knew it. "It's got your name on it." Hermione said when she found the vault. "The one who vanquishes the Dark Lord approaches, and the Dark Lord shall mark him as his equal...but he shall have the power the Dark Lord knows not." Harry read the glowing sphere that held the prophecy. "Harry." Ron said warning. We turned around and saw figures in dark cloaks staring at us.

It was the Death Eaters. Lucius Malfoy was at the head of the group of evil wizards and witches. "Where's Sirius?" Harry asked pointing his wand at Lucius. "You know, you really should learn to tell the difference between dreams...and reality. You only saw what the Dark Lord wanted you to see. Now hand me the Prophecy." he held out his gloved hand. "You do anything to us, I'll break it!" Harry threatened. A woman beside Lucius chuckled madly, "He knows how to play! Itty, bitty, baby Potter!" it was Bellatrix Lestrange, the mad Death Eater who was among those to break out of Azkaban. She smiled wickedly at us, showing cracks and gunk in her teeth. Bellatrix looked at Neville and she grinned, "Neville Longbottom! How's Mummy and Daddy?" she asked mockingly. She was the one who tortured Neville's parents to the point of insanity. "Better, now that they're about to be avenged!" he said determined ready to cast a spell. "Now let's all calm down...all we want is the Prophecy." Lucius said calmly. "Why did Voldemort need me to come and get this?" Harry asked. Bellatrix instantly got angry, "You dare speak his name? YOU FILTHY HALF-BLOOD!" she screamed like a banshee. Her scream sent shivers down my spine. "It's alright, he's just a curious lad, aren't you." Lucius reminded me of a snake about to strike at its prey. "Prophecies can only be retrieved by those about whom they are made. Which is lucky for you. Have you wondered why you and the Dark Lord are connected? About why he couldn't kill you when you were a helpless infant? Don't you want to know the secret of your scar? All the answers are there, Potter. In the palm of your hand. All you have to do is give it to me, and I can show you." he invited. "I've waited fourteen years." Harry said. "I know," "I can wait a little longer. Stupefy!" Harry cast a spell. That's when the battle commenced...