If Walls Could Talk / Harry Potter x HOTD crossover

24. Checkmate

"How many tests do you think there are before the stone?" Aemond questioned. "Like Fluffy was one, the devils snare was the second... three challenges and then bam, you get your prize?" 

"Lets hope so, this is going faster than I expected." Davina agreed. 

"What is that?" Mattheo questioned listening to the rattling behind an approaching door. 

"I don't know. Sounds like wings." Vaera remarked. They entered into a room filled with golden keys with wings. they looked at the keys with awe, they were beautiful, a thousand of them all trapped and fluttering around. 

"Curious. I've never seen birds like these." Hermione remarked. 

"Birds?" Davina chuckled. "I thought you were supposed to be smart." 

"Whats that supposed to mean?" Hermione countered crossing her arms over her chest. 

"They are keys." Davina reached out grabbing one it tries to flutter away. 

"Davina is right." Harry remarked. "They're not birds, they're keys. And I'll bet one of them fits that door." Harry remarked nodding across the room. 

"Broom, maybe we are meant to fly around and catch one." Mattheo remarked when they came upon a broomstick, suspended in the air. 

"WHy is it just hanging there?" aemond questioned. 

"Yeah, what's this all about?" Hermione questioned.

"I don't know. Strange." harry agreed. Ron crept over to the door and takes out his wand.

"Alohomora!" Ron declared before rattling the lock, he shrugged. "Well, it was worth a try." Vaera chuckled. "Did I say it wrong?" 

"NO that was perfect." Vaera assured. 

"Ugh! What're we going to do? There must be 1000 keys up there!" Davina declared. "Look at lock again Weasley, describe it." Ron turned back to the lock.

"We're looking for a big old fashioned one. Probably rusty like the handle." Ron offered examining the lock. 

"There! I see it!" Harry pointed "The one with the broken wing!" Harry moved to the broom.

"What's wrong, Harry?"

" It's too simple." Harry admitted.

"Dont jink it." Davina corrected. 

"Oh, go on, Harry! If Snape can catch it on that old broomstick, you can!" Ron decided. 

"Again not Snape." Davina sassed. 

"You're the youngest seeker in a century!" Ron declared. 

"I can do it if you are not up for it." Davina remarked. 

"I got it." Harry assured. Harry nodded and grabbed the broom but suddenly all the keys went off in one direction, right at Harry. He climbed on the broom, swiping at them.

"This complicates things a bit!" Ron admitted.

"Fucking hell!" Aemond waved his hands around as the keys dive bombed them. 

"Get the key!" Mattheo shouted. 

"get to the door!" Vaera demanded everyone else. 

Harry pushed off into the air. He flew off, after the key. The others follow him. They shrieked as the keys flung down at them. Harry grabbed the correct key smiling down at it just as good as a golden snitch. 

"Catch the key!"

Vaera caught it when he threw it and she ran to the lock unlocking the door, they ran through, Harry flew fast with the keys on his broom ends they quickly shoved the door closed behind him, they heard the keys pelt into the door viciously.