Sight

Chapter 12

Ron put a hand on Harry's shoulder, well-meaning but utterly useless in getting him to calm down. "Maybe Hermione has a point, I mean, Dumbledore did say-"

"YEAH, WELL, DUMBLEDORE'S NOT HERE! NOW WE'RE GOING TO SAVE SIRIUS- COME ON!" He turned to run, but Hermione grabbed him around the arm.

"Here's what we're going to do. First, we're going to make sure Sirius isn't at headquarters."

"But all the Floos are being tracked-" Harry's mental faculties were decidedly not on their best day.

"Use the two-way mirror Sirius gave you."

"I'll go with him to get it," volunteered Ron, and Hermione was immensely grateful to her friend for understanding it was not the best idea to leave Harry on his own at the moment.

"Great. I'm going to find Snape-"

"SNAPE?"

"Yes, Harry, Snape. If you haven't noticed, Dumbledore and Mcgonagall are both elsewhere, which means Snape is the only member of the Order here. If Sirius is there, we'll need them."

"Hermione, he hates Sirius-"

"He hates you as well, and he's still saved your life every year. We'll meet in the Great Hall when we're done. Now do you want to waste time arguing with me, or make sure your Godfather is alright?"

Apparently that was all it took, because Harry was sprinting down the corridor to Gryffindor tower before she had even closed her mouth, Ron at his heels. A split second later, she was also running- in the opposite direction, towards Snape's office. It would be first time she'd see him after the- the healing, her mind supplied, but here were more important things at stake.

She flung open the door, charging in, only to be greeted by a second-year Slytherin talking to her head of house.

"Professor, there's an emergency," she declared without further ado, glaring at the little girl sitting in front of his desk, her meaning clear- get her out.

"Knowing you Gryffindors, Miss Granger, it will come as a surprise if this emergency is more than Longbottom losing his toad. Nevertheless, the Headmaster would doubtless wish for me to hear his prefect out." Distaste coloured his features. "Miss Greengrass, if you would excuse us?"

He waited until the door was firmly shut behind the girl and wards in place before becoming the man she knew from her detentions.

"Yes? Is Potter alright?"

"Harry's had another vision, he says Voldemort's got Sirius; torturing him in the Department of Mysteries- he wants to go there-"

"That cannot be allowed-"

"Sirius gave him a two-way mirror, I sent him to go make sure he really isn't at headquarters before he could storm off, but you need to alert the Order-"

"Is that all, Miss Granger?"

She nodded franticly.

"I see. Where is Potter?"

"He's with Ron. We're going to meet in the Great Hall-"

"Go now. I shall alert the Order. Bring Potter and Weasley back here; tell them I was gone but you can use my Floo if you have to."

She nodded, turned and ran-

"Miss Granger!"

"Yes?"

"Godspeed."

Harry and Ron were not in the Great Hall. For the agonizing moments she awaited their their arrival, Hermione dreaded they had gone, without her or protection, to the Department of Mysteries-