Through his eyes

Chapter Forty four

We were walking through the corridor in the ministry and I noticed Harry was scratching his scar a lot.

"Stop that." I snapped at Harry and slapped his hand away.

"I cannot help it, y/n." He whispered to me.

"Everyone has a choice on what they do, Harry." I smiled at him.

"Stop! This is it." Harry stopped everyone and looked the door that was right at the end of the dark, illuminated corridor. We all stared at him as he began walking towards it and we followed.

We approached the door and Harry stepped in. I closed my eyes and then opened them, it was a massive room, but not an ordinary room, this room was filled with millions, and I mean millions, of small, blue spheres that were stacked on shelves up to the ceiling.

"Lumos." I said and eveyone repeated after me and all of our wands lit up.

I could hear Harry breathing very heavily and he turned around and ran off down the isle. He started counting as he went past them and looked up at the shelves, they all were identical- a spitting image of the ones we passed last.

Suddenly, I watched as Harry stopped, he stopped running, he stopped counting, he looked back at us.

"He should be here." He shouted at us.

"Harry." I heard little Neville's voice from behind me. "I think it's up there, mate." Neville was staring up at one of the spheres, except this one wasn't like the rest, it was slightly glowing, it looked like waves.

We all stared at him as it called his name, I could tell by his face, he awkwardly stood his hand out but hesitated. I could see in his eyes that something was happening inside his head. He took one big breathe before grabbing it off the shelf. We were all staring at him as he observed it very strangely, he was hearing things, again, it was talking to him.

"Harry!" Hermione shouted which startled us all. Harry ran in front of us and stool out his wand. A tall, darker, masked figure was approaching us: it was one of the death eaters.

"Where is Sirius?" Harry shouted at him. What was he on about? Sirius was back at his place.

"Hermione?" I whispered to her. "Sirius is back at the place." I looked at her.

"No." Hermione said. "He had vanished when you left the room and Hardy had one of his visions." She looked at me and I just nodded along.

"You know you really should be able to tell the difference," the masked figure said as it came closer, he pulled out his wand and pointed it up at his face, "between dreams," the mask suddenly faded off, revealing Lucius Malfoy, "and reality." He smiled at me. "You saw only what the dark lord wanted you to see, now hand me the prophecy." He stuck his hand out.

"You do anything to us and I'll break it." Harry spoke very confidently but I watched him shiver as an old laugh emerged from the darkness. However, it was more of a cackle, a familiar cackle.

"He knows how to play." The laughter continued. "Itty, bitty, baby. Potter." She spoke.

"Bellatrix LeStrange." Neville said as he was shaking. Neville, I had only just remembered, Nevilles parents were killed by Bella. I was in his eyes the hatred he had for her but he clenched his fist with his wand in his hand and growled at her.

"Neville Longbottom is it?" She smiled. "How's mum and dad?" She laughed.

"Better now they're about to be avenged." He shouted at her with the fury burning up in his eyes and he flashed his wand at her and she stepped back but Lucius put his arms in front of her.