Hey I'm doing this third flick, the idea just popped into my head, I'm not going to cancel Kallen of the Revolution and the Brotherhood of the flying pants. I'm just going to write them at the same time, so things could be a little slow. But I should have one release from my account each week at least. Since I've got nothing to do between terms.

Padfoot - Moony - Prongs

Chapter One: The Department of Magic

Harry Potter slept onwards, inside the hospital wing with six other students, all of them suffering from severe magical exhaustion. As he slept he remembered the last twenty four hours, and the great battle that took place inside the Department of Mysteries.

Harry approached the raised stone dais, staring wondrously at the stone archway in the center of the room. Behind him, Luna squealed softly.

"Someone stop him," a distant voice echoed, he ignored it, as he listened to the whispers, there were people on the other side. "don't let him cross the archway."

The voices were louder now, and the veil was the only thing separating him from them.

A hand grabbed him, and pulled him away from the platform. It was Ron, he pushed him away, but suddenly Ginny was there, her face inches from his, her arms resting on his.

"Harry," she breathed, "stop," and amazingly he listened, he always listened to Ginny.

He nodded, as he backed away, his head becoming clearer with each step.

He sat down on one of the stone seats surrounding the outside of the circular room.

"What was that," he murmured, as Luna came up to him, followed by Hermione and Neville.

"It's a portal, a doorway to the other side," Luna explained, she ignored the snort Hermione gave, but she couldn't see Luna's face. The unnatural graveness rippling her face was enough to send shivers down his pine.

"Why didn't it effect you guys."

"It did," Neville muttered as he looked down. And Hermione whipped round to him. Harry could still feel their presence, and he allowed himself a smile. They hadn't been calling him at all, now that he was away from the dais, he could feel their intentions clearly.

Near him Luna smiled too, "it's nice to know that their always there, isn't it."

"Well, I don't know what you're talking about," Hermione stated as she glanced around nervously, "but I don't feel safe here, it's like someone's watching us."

"Oh, someone is," and Luna pointed to the veil, "but they won't hurt us. We're actually quite safe in this room. As long as we don't go to near the archway!"

"Oh," Hermione said, and Harry rather thought that she didn't quite believe us.

"Anyway we've got more important things to worry about now," Ron muttered, and Harry looked at him. "Mate this was a trap. We haven't met anyone and I'd wager that the Ministry's never been this empty before."

He nodded, as he gulped, "but he could still be here."

"I know that," Ron muttered, "but we need to approach this carefully. They obviously want you here for something."

"Yeah," Neville muttered, "but what should we do. We're walking into a trap, they'll probably surround us and state taking pot shots at us."

The rest of us nodded, "we need to pull one over on them then," Ron murmured, "if we could catch them off guard we could escape."

Ginny off to his side, pulled a couple of small grey balled out of her pocket, they had the smallest pair of legs attached to them. That wasn't what caught his attention however, it was the three crimson w's on the side of each member of the pile.

"Fred and George's, their called Dazzling Dazes. but they never got past testing. Malfunctions too much."

"Malfunctions how," Hermione muttered warily.

"Oh, you're supposed to tap one with your wand, say a code word and point it too the place you want them to go, and it'd walk there, and when you say the code word they'd explode, creating a bright light wand blind people momentarily."

"So what went wrong," Neville asked.

"well, first, the multiply every ten seconds, second, the area you point them at, they avoid, and third, they're rather dangerous when they explode, no light just really dangerous."

"What went wrong," Ron muttered happily, as he smiled.

"Fred thought they were too dangerous," Ginny said as she also smiled. "I thought they'd be perfect for our purposes but. So I brought them."

"Brilliant," Harry muttered, as his confidence went up a little.

"So should we go," Hermione said.

"Yes," Luna said as she looked longingly at the archway, before nodding. "But we should be more careful now."

"Move in a formation" Luna said, looking like she would rather not mention this, "Harry, in front, since he's our best fighter, and Ron alongside him. Since you two would make a good team. Behind him should be Ginny. She's rather good for fighting and if need be she can cover Ron and Harry. At the rear, should be Hermione as she knows the most spells, and can cover us from behind if she has too. Then that leaves me and Neville, we'll go either side of Ginny since were both good fighters, but out of the group we've got the least experience and at the sides of the group we don't particularly need to be good in a duel, we just need to be able to cast a shield, and I think we could manage that."

We nodded, as we stood up, "that's good Luna," Harry acknowledged, "now the room we're looking for is large, but it's got shelves everywhere. So if Sirius is there we'll rescue him. If he's not we'll use the Dazzling Dazes to escape. If that doesn't work… we'll improvise."

It was left unsaid that improvise meant that they'd fight their way out.

With that, Harry moved to the closest door, his wand leading him, trying to decide what would be better, the fact that they found Sirius and this wasn't a Death Eater trap. Or Sirius was safe, and he had lured himself and his friends into a trap.

The door didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked, from her place at the end of the group.

"It's… Locked…" said harry, throwing his weight at the door, but it didn't budge.

"Is this it?" said Ron, adding his weight to the door.

"Ginny cover us," Hermione said in announce, as they switched places, Neville turning with Ginny to protect our backs.

"Harry, Ron," Hermione said, "wands ready," we nodded, and pointed our wands at the door while our bodies each move away, to the cover of the wall beside the door.

"Alohamora!"

Nothing happened, "Hermione," Harry whispered.

"Don't bother," Luna muttered, if it was a trap they'd leave the door unlocked. If it isn't , then I'd wager You-Know-Who wouldn't care about locking the door."

"Yeah," Hermione said, as she marked the door with a fiery cross.

"You know what could be in there?" Luna asked, as the wall started to spin yet again.

"What," Neville asked

"The rest of Umbridge's plate collection no doubt." Luna answered as she snorted, "she'll need them, Ginny blasted all the pates in her office to bits." Ginny and Ron snorted, and Hermione let out a little giggle, Harry looked at them as they spun, smiling despite the danger.

The wall slid to a halt as Ron spoke up, "we'll have to go back there after were done. I'd think she'd rather appreciate it if we collected them for her."

And Harry strode to the door, "of course well make sure those cats all become centaurs first," Hermione giggled.

Ron on its other side of the door he nodded, and as Ginny's wand appeared above his shoulder her flowery scent invaded his nostril's "I'd like to see what the centaurs did to her when she got dragged off."

He turned the doorknob, "hopefully whatever it was, was permanent" muttered Neville from behind Ron.

The door opened, "this is it," Harry muttered, the dark room onwards not showing any life.

"Hermione is there some way to check if he's inside there."

From off to the side, Hermione nodded as she spoke, "yes, but we have to be inside the room, and it'll show the location and the magical signature. And since I've never seen Sirius' signature…"

"Okay, it'll have to do…. Hermione."

"Homenum Revelio…" she spoke as we entered the room, and Harry felt nothing but a slight tingle on him when the spell washed past him. The Death Eater's wouldn't feel it; he had only come across three other people who could feel magic like him. Two were here, the other was god knows were with his phoenix.

"There are twenty-three of them." And Harry nodded silently. "The magic signatures are all fairly level. But there's nobody with Dumbledore's level."

We all knew what it meant. No Voldemort.

"Good," said Harry, "Ginny, can you set the safety area for the Dazzling Dazes after you release them."

"y-yes," Ginny muttered.

"Good, Hermione, keep using that spell, we can track them with it. Ginny release the Dazzling Dazes, use the code word, 'bottle," if I say it, activate them."

Ginny nodded, "Hermione, have they moved."

"Homenum Revelio… no."

"Shit," Ron muttered, and I looked at him.

"It's a trap isn't it," Neville muttered.

"Yeah but they don't know we know it yet."

"So," Ron muttered thoughtfully, "that means we have the element of surprise now."

"Yeah, we just have to make sure they don't find out that we know it's a trap. Come on lets go find the row the dream showed me," Harry muttered.

"Shouldn't we just leave," Hermione muttered as she cast another Homonum Revelio.

"No, I want to know why they wanted to lure me here," Harry muttered.

"Harry," Hermione squeaked.

"Hermione Voldemort's been obsessing with this place all year, and now he lures me here. I can't pass up this opportunity to find out what he wants."

"hmph," she gasped as she cast yet another spell. "They still haven't moved."

"This way," he muttered as he followed the map Voldemort had supplied him, all the while cursing himself for falling for such an obvious trap.

The dusty orbs on the high shelves seemed to be laughing at him as they approached row Ninety Seven. The place Sirius was in his dream.

"Were here," Harry whispered, "Hermione, Ginny?"

As he felt another wave wash over him, he briefly saw Ginny briefly flick her wand.

"It's done."

"They still haven't moved."

"What," Harry muttered as he looked into the gloom.

"I said they haven't moved," Hermione growled quietly, we were all passing warily around the invisible circle of safety, our eyes all casting into the darkness.

"Harry…" Neville said, as he pointed at a glass orb, "It's got you name on it."

"What," Harry muttered, as he turned, and indeed, his name was below one of the glass orbs.

"That's obviously the bait then," Ron muttered as he looked at it too.

Harry nodded, as he picked it up.

"very good Potter, now if you kindly hand that over."