Second Chance at Saving Them {Harry Potter}

Christmas Time

So, onto the quote that you need to complete!

"They're working to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using ____________________" (Luna Lovegood)

Answer: a combination of dark magic and gum disease.

Then, onto the story!

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The months started to pass quickly, with the most exciting event being the troll Quirrell let in, but the beast caused more panic than damage, as Ron had been waiting for it and dispatched him before he had the chance to do any damage. The real excitement came right before Christmas break, when Sirius finally made it through the goblins vigorous testing and got access to the Lestrange vault, and got the cup. This completed their collection of Horcruxes.

After safely stashing the cup with the rest of the Horcruxes with the diadem in the Room of Requirement, the trio, along with Sirius and Remus, moved to their hideout in another version of the Room. They were discussing the best, and safest, way to destroy the objects, since the most convenient method hadn't been created yet.

"The best way would be to find an isolated place and use Fiendfyre, though I'd feel better if the person doing it had some experience with it. Of course, most of those people are interested in the Dark Arts as a whole. Because the only other option is going into the Chamber of Secrets and slaying a hungry Basilisk with the missing Sword of Gryffindor." There were, or course, no volunteers, so Harry continued. "I would volunteer, but it's probably best if you two take care of it." He said, indicating the two physical adults in the room.

"Why us? Despite the fact I come from one such Dark Arts inclined family, I have very little knowledge of the stuff. From what you've told us, you have way more experience than either of us do." Sirius questioned.

"I'm sure I do, but the only place I can perform the charm would be on Hogwarts grounds. Which is really limited to this room, and since I don't want to risk losing the use of the Room, I'd rather use it somewhere isolated. Besides, if I do get caught then you'll have to take the blame, and do you want to explain why an eleven year old is practicing such serious dark magic?" Harry asked, eyebrow raised.

Sirius humped, "Dammit, I hate when you do that!"

"Yes, well, it's necessary sometimes. I still don't understand how you keep forgetting that we're supposed to be eleven year olds." Harry told him.

"It's easy to forget when you talk about Horcruxes and Fiendfyre as if they're nothing. Most eleven year olds just talk about . . . I don't know, but not that."

Ron snorted, "I'd just like to point out that when we were eleven, Harry was talking about Snape trying to kill him and how to stop him from stealing an object we knew next to nothing about."

Sirius stared for a minute, before collecting himself again, "Well that's good to know. You know, that my godson was worried about his teacher killing him as an eleven year old."

"You got used to it pretty quickly last time around. I've had a target on my back since I was a year old, and it's been there ever since. It's just become smaller as Voldemort's influence fades. . . will fade. You know what I mean. Anyway, do either of you have any idea as to where you can practice Fiendfyre?"

Remus thought for a minute, "There's one place, but there is a slight risk of being spotted."

"Why don't you have Sirius be the one to use the Fiendfyre and you keep a look out. With your heightened senses it should be easier that way." Hermione suggested, even though she was loath to even bring up an aspect of Remus' condition.