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When they reached the Ministry, they thankfully didn't deal with any issues from the government workers. It was empty with most people already home after the end of the work day, making it easy for the group of teenagers to run through and try and find the best way to the Department of Mysteries.
"There's an elevator that's a little farther down this hallway that no one uses," Estelle suggested, already beginning to walk in the direction. "Even if it seems like no one's here, we probably don't want to run into anyone right now. It'll still take you straight to the floor where the Department of Mysteries is."
Everyone looked to Harry, who nodded in agreement and began to follow Estelle down the hallway. After an elevator trip down to the lower levels of the building and running through the twisting halls, the group finally came across a large, plain wooden door at the dead end of one of the corridors.
"This is it," Harry plainly stated. "This is where we need to be."
"Are you sure?" Ginny asked, eyeing the door uneasily as if she got a bad gut feeling about it. "This is definitely it?"
"This is definitely it," He confirmed, already reaching forward to pull open the large door. Estelle nodded beside Adeline, only further supporting Harry's decision to open the door.
After making their way through a dark hallway, everyone's jaws dropped when they entered a large, seemingly endless room that was lined with floor to ceiling shelfs with glowing spheres.
"You want to find something in here?" Neville question, in disbelief.
Harry nodded. "Look for aisle 95."
The group navigated their way through the maze of shelves and glowing objects until they found the aisle they were looking for. Adeline saw Harry's face drop when he realized that Sirius wasn't there, but Ron had noticed something else that seemed far more important in that moment.
"Harry?" Ron softly called out, his eyes locked on a sphere sitting carefully on a high shelf. "You should come and see this."
"Why?"
"It's...it's got your name on it," Ron eventually stammered out.
Harry moved closer to where Ron was pointing. A small glass sphere sat on a high shelf and appeared incredibly dusty, as if it had not been touched by a soul in years. Along with the other curious teenagers, Harry craned his neck in order to read a yellowed, aged label attached to the shelf right below the glass sphere.
S.P.T. to A.P.W.B.D
Dark Lord and (?) Harry Potter
"What is it?" Ron questioned, unnerved. "What's your name doing down here?"
As Harry stretched out his hand, trying to grab a hold on the glass ball, Melanie quietly remarked, "It might not be the best idea to take the mysterious glowing sphere right now. I don't have a good feeling about this."
"She's right," Hermione said in a sharp voice. "I don't think you should touch it."
"Why not?" Harry responded. "It's something to do with me, isn't it?"
Harry managed to grab onto the sphere and held it in his hands, seemingly transfixed by the white, glowing mist within the glass. Over Neville's shoulder, Ginny noticed something that made her eyes widen and shout "Harry!" as she held up her wand.
The whole group turned to look where Ginny was staring, and everyone's chests tightened with fear when they saw a masked Death Eater standing only a few meters away from there. Harry pushed his way to the front of the group, his wand in one hand and the sphere in the other.
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stardust ⋮ george weasley
Fanfiction⤷ "what i feel for you seems less of earth and more of cloudless heaven" - victor hugo ✰ [p.o.a. to d.h.] [g.weasley] ✰ published: 11.09.2020 finished: ✰ DISCLAIMER: i in no way, shape, or form support j*r and her transphobic views. while i've alwa...