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in which mavis black was known all around hogwarts, but mostly for her name. after losing both her parents on one fateful night, she has many questions about who she is and i...
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FINE LINE - DEPARTMENT OF MYSTERIES
Looking at Harry in shock, Mavis couldn't find any words to describe how she felt. She stared at him blankly, her mouth opening and closing like a fish as she struggled to get any words out.
"Come with me," Harry said quickly.
He took a hold of Mavis' hand and led her, along with Hermione and Ron, out of the common room and along the corridor, peering through doorways, and at last found an empty classroom into which he dived, closing the door behind Ron the moment they were inside, and leaned against it, facing them.
"Voldemort's got Sirius," Harry repeated breathlessly, looking at Mavis.
"H-how do you know?" Mavis asked, her voice trembling as she fiddled with the rings on her fingers.
"I fell asleep in the exam," Harry explained, running a hand through his hair.
"But - but where? How?" Hermione said, whose face was white.
"I dunno how," Harry said. "But I know exactly where. There's a room in the Department of Mysteries full of shelves covered in these little glass balls and they're at the end of row ninety-seven... he's trying to use Sirius to get whatever it is he wants from in there... he's torturing him... says he'll end by killing him!"
Harry found his voice was shaking, as were his knees. He moved over to a desk and sat down on it, trying to master himself.
"How're we going to get there?" he asked them.
There was a moment's silence. Then Ron said, "G-get there?"
"Get to the Department of Mysteries, so we can rescue Sirius!" Harry said loudly.
"But - Harry..." Ron said weakly.
"What? What?" Harry said.
"Harry," Hermione said in a rather frightened voice, "er... how... how did Voldemort get into the Ministry of Magic without anybody realising he was there?"
"How do I know?" Harry bellowed. "The question is how we're going to get in there!"
"But... Harry, think about this," Hermione said, taking a step towards him, "it's five o'clock in the afternoon... the Ministry of Magic must be full of workers... how would Voldemort and Sirius have got in without being seen? Harry... they're probably the two most wanted wizards in the world... you think they could get into a building full of Aurors undetected?"
"I dunno, Voldemort used an Invisibility Cloak or something!" Harry shouted. "Anyway, the Department of Mysteries has always been completely empty whenever I've been -"
"You've never been there, Harry," Hermione said quietly. "You've dreamed about the place, that's all."
"They're not normal dreams!" Harry shouted in her face, standing up and taking a step closer to her in turn. "How d'you explain Ron's Dad then, what was all that about, how come I knew what had happened to him?"
