Redemption | Drarry (Old version. Incomplete)

Chapter 21: A Game Of The Dead (Edited)

Harry had walked for hours, yet he could not find the end of this retched library. He was sure he had passed that shelf more than twenty times already, but with this library, one would never know.

He took in a deep breath before sitting down on one of the many dusty chairs that occupied the room, not caring if his jeans got dirty.

He looked up at the window that sat there, out of his reach. It looked to be almost dinner time, yet here he was, stuck in a library. He thought it would have been Hermione who got stuck in a library first.

He would have Apparated if it weren't for the bloody wards surrounding the library.

With nothing left to do, he closed his eyes and leaned back into his chair, thinking of how he could have gotten himself into such a mess.

'Those blasted shelves.' He thought to himself, "The shelves..." He muttered his eyes slowly opening. An idea suddenly in his head. If there were hidden triggers in the shelves up stairs, there was bound to be more down here.

I mean, who would make an entrance yet no exit? The builder just didn't make the exit obvious, probably to keep strangers from stealing the something in here. Harry was starting to hope those bones back there were just chairs designed that way.

He got up and got to work tilting out every book, pulling on every lamp and pushing against every shelf before a low creak was heard when he pulled a book titled 'Exits and Master Keys'.

It's quite obvious now that he looked at it. But then again, how was he supposed to know he was to look for a specific book in exchange for his freedom. He was sure that there were more than one of these books around because come on, who would use only one book as an escape route in such a huge library.

It would be like finding a needle in a hay stack. Harry made his way toward the sound. After stuffing a few books into his spacial ring, he got at Gringotts as part of his inheritance. Plus, a few more trinkets laying around in another spacial ring he got at Borkin and Burkes, proving why the builders made the exit so hard to find.

He was nothing but a curious mind, just like anyone else. It would be a matter of time before someone else finds that place and uses its knowledge as profit.

Soon, he stopped in front of a wall, it's bricks lay widely apart. Wide enough to make a doorway, which Harry gladly made his way through.

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Not that Harry was complaining or anything, but why did freedom look so horrid?

The wall closed behind him as he stepped into the chamber of secrets. Well, that's another way to get in here. Less disgusting than the original route. At least this time, he knew the exit.

Making his way up, he couldn't help but ponder if he should go there again. And the answer was fairly obvious.

Once out and in the open, he looked around the hallway, which was partially abandoned except the occasional 5th year's wrapping up from their study session from the library and probably didn't know where they were.

Tired and in need of a shower, Hadrian made his way to his dorm room, knowing full well he had a lot of explaining to do about missing classes throughout the day. McGonagall would not be happy.

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The smell of decay was pungent, and it's fumes wafting through the air in a whirlwind. Weirdly enough eggs and soiled diapers were added to the mix of smells.

A loud crunch was heard, followed by a crack. It was silent for a while until the noise started up again. The shed, where the sound was coming from, had bold words of 'Keep Out' plastered all over the door. If the crunch and cracks weren't something to stay away from, those words were a good warning.