Avalon, Harry, and Melora slipped through the doorway behind them and down a tightly spiralling stone staircase. As they reached the bottom of it, they heard voices. They flattened themselves against the wall and listened. It sounded like Fudge and Snape. They were walking quickly along the corridor at the foot of the staircase.
"... only hope Dumbledore's not going to make difficulties," Snape was saying. "The Kiss will be performed immediately?"
"As soon as Macnair returns with the Dementors. This whole Black affair has been highly embarrassing. I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to informing the Daily Prophet that we've got him at last... I daresay they'll want to interview you, Snape... and once young Harry's back in his right mind, I expect he'll want to tell the Prophet exactly how you saved him..."
Avalon scowled darkly as Fudge's voice. She caught a glimpse of Snape's smirk as he and Fudge passed their hiding place. Their footsteps died away. Avalon, Harry, and Melora waited a few moments to make sure they'd really gone, then started to run in the opposite direction. Down one staircase, then another, along a new corridor — then they heard a cackling ahead.
"Peeves!" Harry muttered, grabbing Avalon's wrist. "In here!"
They tore into a deserted classroom to their left just in time. Peeves seemed to be bouncing along the corridor in boisterous good spirits, laughing his head off.
"Do you think Hermione has already reached Hospital wing?" said Melora, checking her watch.
"I think so." muttered Avalon, pressing her ear to the door. "She runs fast."
They waited until Peeves's gloating voice had faded into the distance, then slid back out of the room and broke into a run again.
"Avalon — what'll happen — if we don't get back inside before Dumbledore locks the door?" Harry panted.
"You don't want to know." answered Avalon, checking her watch. Only one minute left. They had reached the end of the corridor with the hospital wing entrance, where they found Hermione waiting for them in the hidden corner. She breathed in relief at their sight and they crept along the corridor. The Hospital wing's door opened. Dumbledore's back appeared.
"I am going to lock you in," they heard him saying. "it is five minutes to midnight. Miss Granger, three turns should do it. Good luck."
Dumbledore backed out of the room, closed the door, and took out his wand to magically lock it. Panicking, Avalon, Harry, Melora, and Hermione ran forward. Dumbledore looked up, and a wide smile appeared under the long silver moustache. "Well?" he said quietly.
"We did it!" said Harry breathlessly. "Sirius has gone, on Buckbeak..."
"Everything went perfectly." panted Avalon, a bright smile on her face.
Dumbledore beamed at them.
"Well done. I think —" He listened intently for any sound within the hospital wing. "Yes, I think you've gone too — get inside — I'll lock you in —"
The four of them slipped back inside the dormitory. It was empty except for Ron, who was still lying motionless in the end bed. As the lock clicked behind them, they crept back to their own beds, Hermione tucking the Time-Turner back under her robes. A moment later, Madam Pomfrey came striding back out of her office.
"Did I hear the headmaster leaving? Am I allowed to look after my patients now?"
She was in a very bad mood. Avalon thought it best to accept their chocolate quietly. Madam Pomfrey stood over them, making sure they ate it. But Avalon could hardly swallow. They were waiting, listening, their nerves jangling... And then, as they both took a fourth piece of chocolate from Madam Pomfrey, they heard a distant roar of fury echoing from somewhere above them...
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Fanfiction[A story in which two girls transports in their favourite book.] Avalon and Melora Beaumont were Harry Potter fans among the million potterheads on this planet. The two twins were in love with the book series to such extent that they even sometimes...
