Gryffindor boy - Ron Weasley x male oc

67

The room is large and circular, filled with identical doors all the way around. It is illuminated by blue-flamed candles. After Neville enters the room, the door swings shut with an echoing bang.

"Now where?" Ginny said, looking at Harry and Harper.

Harry looks around, confused. "I don't understand. In my dream, the doors weren't identical."

"Well, let's try a few." Hermione suggested.

Harry nods, agreeing with her. "Yeah. I'll know the way when I see it." He said, going to the first door he sees and opens the door. He steps inside, with the others trialing behind him.

This room is like an upside-down Ziggurat, with huge steps leading to the base of the pit. On the lowest level rests a dark, grey veil that flutters as if there were a breeze.

Soft whispers fill the room.

"Who's there?" Harry called out, clambering down to the veil and stares hard at it. The whispers intensify, as Harry looks around the room. "Sirius?"

"There's no one here, Harry. This isn't the right room." Hermione said.

"Does anyone hear that?" Harry said.

"I do. It's coming from the Veil." Luna said.

They look at the Veil which flutters menacingly though there is no wind.

Harry slowly moves closer to it.

"Harry..." Harper said, moving closer to Harry carefully.

Harry didn't stop from walking, eyes locked on the veil.

"There are people in there!" Luna said.

"What do you mean, people?" Ron said, watching over Harry and Harper carefully.

"Harry, we should leave." Harper said, stopping Harry from reaching out towards the veil. Harry tries to pull away from him, but couldn't. "Harry, we're here for Sirius, remember?" He said, and that seems to stop Harry from his trance.

"Sirius... yeah..." Harry said, dropping his hand away from the veil.

Harper gently leads him away from the Veil, arm wrapped around his shoulder as they all return to the Room of Doors.

Hermione draws a flaming X over the door they just closed.

Harry moves to the next one, finding it locked. He raises his wand over the door. "Alohomora!" He tries, but it remains closed. "Whatever's in there, the Ministry sure doesn't want anyone getting to it." He said, moving to the next door and opens it, stepping inside.

They enter the Clock Room, where every surface is covered in clocks.

"This is it! Come on!" Harry said as they move through the clocks. He leads them back to the end of the room, where another door lies. "This is it. This is where Sirius is!" He said, opening the door and charging through.

Harry and the others spill into the Hall of Prophesy and stop. Harry glances around as they all grip their wands tightly in their hand.

The room is gigantic, being over fifty feet high and incredibly long. There are rows and rows of shelves, and on every shelf are dozens of dusty golden orbs. The room is lit by more blue-flamed candles.

"He's in here somewhere." Harry said, leading them down the center aisle, peering down each row. He turns down one row, leading them to the end. This end opens out into another wide aisle, finding the row empty.

Harry looks around in confusion.

"I don't think Sirius is here." Hermione said, noticing that Ron and Harper are staring at one of the orbs.