SCARLETT: THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX

Chapter 26: The plan

The instant I handed in my History of Magic exam, I rushed up to the hospital wing to see Harry.

"Madam Pomfrey!" I called "Harry...is he all right?"

Madam Pomfrey gave me a confused look "He's not here, Ms Carran."

"Oh," I said, taken aback "thanks, anyways." I said before rushing off.

He had to be in Gryffindor Tower...it was the only idea that made any sense!

I started walking.

On my way there, though, I heard Harry, Ron, Hermione and Eliza conversing in an abandoned classroom.

I skated in through the door, stopping suddenly to rush to Harry and wrap him in my arms.

"Harry! Are you ok?" I asked, worried beyond belief "You never came back after you collapsed and Pomfrey said you weren't in the hospital wing and so I naturally got worried, who wouldn't after thinking that your best friend was in the hospital wing when he was really off God knows-"

"Scarlett!" Harry shouted finally, making me fall silent "Scar, Voldemort's got Sirius."

I gasped "What?!" I squeaked "Why didn't you say anything sooner!?"

"He never got the chance to, Scar." Eliza said to me. "You wouldn't shut up."

I gave Liza a  'Now is honestly the best time for that sort of thing?' look and she just turned back to Harry.

Ron turned to Harry again "Harry, this idea of yours is mental!"

"What?" I asked.

"The very thought of it is suicide!" Hermione added, ignoring my question.

"What!?" I demanded louder.

"And besides, how'd You-Know-Who get into the Ministry in the first place, the place's probably full of Aurors, the two most wanted wizards in the world can't possibly get by-" Eliza started.

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF GOD ARE WE TALKING ABOUT!?" I screamed annoyed.

"Harry thinks it's brilliant to go into the Ministry of Magic and rescue Sirius." Hermione said to me "When he doesn't even know if it's a memory Voldemort's planted on him to make him go to the Department of Mysteries-"

"The Department of what?" I asked.

Hermione gave Harry a look "You never told her about the door dreams?!" she yelled.

Harry shook his head "I had a valid reason, like always, though. I didn't want to freak her out or upset her."He took a deep breath "Well, Scar, sit down, we gotta tell you the truth."

I sat down and Harry told me everything.

He was having these dreams about a dark corridor and a locked door, which apparently is the gateway to the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic. And something about a weapon that Voldemort wanted...that he didn't have the last time he took over the Wizarding world.

"And that's why Voldemort's got Sirius, in my opinion." Harry finished "His brother was a Death Eater, and maybe his brother squealed to Sirius about how to get the weapon. So therefore, Voldemort thinks that Sirius knows how to get at the weapon. And now we have to save him!"

Hermione gave Harry a look. "Harry, don't you think you have sort of a - a...saving-people thing?"

Harry glared at her, sparking an argument over Harry's strength and weakness to save people whenever they need it.

"Hermione's right, Harry." Eliza said, nodding.

"Yeah, Harry." I added "For all we know, this could all be a ploy to lure you to the Department of Mysteries."