"Trista you did so well I can't believe it!" Harry praises as we slowly head back to the castle from the now empty quidditch pitch.
"Thanks, I guess," I say and laugh.
"When you faked seeing the snitch and Draco totally fell for it. That was the best! You were amaz-"
I look down next to me and see Harry bent over, clutching his head. "Harry!" I yell bending down next to him. "Is it your scar? Harry can you hear me?" He was shaking so hard and his eyes were rolling around in their sockets. "Harry! Help! Someone help!" I scream looking around hopelessly.
Harry puts one hand on the ground, his right still clutching his head and then falls onto his back. I squeal.
"Can you hear me?" I ask, slightly shaking his shoulders. Then, just when I'm about to leave him and get help, his eyes focus again.
"Sirius!" He yells sitting upright. "They've got him. I can see it!"
"Woah, Harry! Are you sure?" I ask as we break into a run to get back to the Gryffindor common room.
"We can't take any chances Trista!" Harry yells. "Flobber worm!" The Fat Lady swings forward.
"Hermione, Ron!" Harry gestures them over and tells them what he's seen.
"So...we're going to go...go help?" Ron questions uncertainly.
"Of course we are!" I say. "Let's go!"
"Wait," Hermione says grabbing my arm. "You're sure Harry?"
Harry looks at her and nods. Hermione nods in reply and runs upstairs to get her wand. As we are about to leave, Neville and Ginny stop us.
"We're coming too, you taught us how to fight." Neville demands, looking braver then ever.
"How'd you-?"
"You talk loud Trista," Ginny says pushing us out the portrait hole.
We break into a run and are almost at the Great Hall when I turn to Harry.
"How do we get there?" I ask.
"We fly, of course!"
"Luna! Why are you here?" Ron asks.
"I went and got her. Let's go!" Ginny says pushing Luna in the lead. We follow her down the path to the edge of the forest. Luna walks forward and starts petting mid air. Harry does the same.
"Of course," he mumbles under his breath.
I look at Hermione who normally has the answer but looks just as confused.
"What-?"
"Threstrals." Luna chimes. "You can only see them if you've seen someone die..."
"Of course," Hermione says too. She reaches out and starts copying the others.
"We are flying on invisible things?" Ron asks as he gets onto the back of Harry's. Neville and Ginny are being shown to one by Luna. Hermione gestures for me to get on hers.
"Where are you going?" Fred and George ask.
"No where." Ron says as he and Harry float mid air.
"To save Sirius," I say, not wanting to waste any time.
"Cool," Fred says jumping on with Hermione and I. George gets on with Luna.
"Ready?" She calls. I scream as I begin to fly, grabbing onto Hermione's jacket in front of me.
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"We are lucky it's night, we can get right in close to the city," Hermione yells out. The wind was whipping my face, making my eyes water. Hermione leads the threstrals as close in to London as we could go without being seen. We then catch the underground to a stop near the Ministry of Magic.
"How do we get in?" I ask, looking at an abandoned toilet block.
"In there," says Fred pointing, "when you go in, stand in the toilet and flush yourself." We look at him confused. "I did it with dad one day," he says smiling sheepishly.
"Okay, we will meet you inside," Hermione says and we split into the female and male restrooms.
In order to keep Muggles from using it, the entire place was in a state of filth. There was water on the ground, the basins were stained with grime and the windows were cracked. Hermione, Luna, Ginny and I step into our own cubicle. "We just stand in it and flush?" I hear Ginny's voice float over from the cubicle next to me.
"I guess so-" I say unsure as I reach out to flush.
"On three?" Luna calls.
"One-"
"Two-"
"Three-" I say and an odd sensation of cold water washes over me. Next thing I know I'm standing next to everyone in the Ministry of Magic. I don't have time to compose myself before Harry is leading the way to a lift ten meters away. We all stumble in and Harry hits the floor labeled 'Department of Mysteries' and feel the elevator move deeper into the ground.
'Department of Mysteries' the elevator voice chimed and we once again stumbled out into a deserted corridor. "This way!" Harry calls over his shoulder, breaking into a run towards a single door at the end of the corridor.
It was ajar, and Harry flung it open and we tumbled in. "Wait!" Hermione yells. "Get your wands out and be prepared, we don't know what lies ahead..."
We move forward cautiously through rows of glowing orbs. What were these things? They were perched upon every shelf along the entire rows. There was a dead end, new aisles started to our lefts the right. "Spilt each way, if you see Sirius yell ou-"
But Harry didn't finish his instructions. From our right a spell had hit a shelf of orbs and they were smashing on the ground. As they smashed they emitted puffs of weird white smoke.
We all turned to the place the spell had been cast from to see a man with a silver mask, unmistakably a death eaters.
Hermione sends a spell as the man fires another one. I duck and scream "Stupefy!" Managing to hit the man and send him backwards. We run away from the moaning body to be stopped by another man to our left. Fred and George fire at the same time, sending him crashing into the shelves and causing more orbs to fall.
We run further through the maze of mystery objects. Perhaps that is why it was the department of mysteries, it was certainly strange. Suddenly we stop, running into Harry and causing a domino effect. Harry scrambles to his feet and walks to an orb, gazing intently.
"Get up and look at this!" He yells and pulls up Ginny and I next to him. The others huddle and look where Harry was now reaching out to a shelf just above eyesight.
My eyes boggle as I read the name on it. "Wait a sec, does that- does that say Harry Potter?"
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Authors Note
I'm backkkkkkkkkkkk. Has anyone been waiting for this or nah?
I'm sorry as per usual.
I've been working so hard on my fandom Instagram account (@phoenixfawkess) that I haven't had time to write between editing. Also my school work is piling up so high this term.
Anywayyyy I hope you like the chapter. It's going to be super interesting from here on and I hope to get more motivation to write the last few chapters.
Thanks for those still reading and being patient with me!
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