A/N: This is my first fic! Yay! Anyway, I was just thinking about Sirius and I started wondering what it's like behind the veil in the Department of Mysteries, and one thing led to another and I wrote this fic! It's set after Dumbledore's funeral in HBP. I do not own Harry Potter or Kool-Aid. (P.S. This is very, very stupid and by reading it your head will explode.)
Beyond the Veil
After the funeral ended Harry went up to his dormitory and was pacing back and forth.
"My life is a living hell!" Harry muttered angrily. "Dumbledore's dead, I had to break up with Ginny to keep her safe, and I was left with an impossible task! That's it; I'm going to the Department of Mysteries!"
Harry took his firebolt and flew to the Ministry of Magic. He went down the hallway to the room with the spinning doors and opened the door to the veil. Harry leapt head first in to silk-like material.
On the other side Harry fell flat on his face into sand. He got up, spiting sand out of his mouth looking around at his surroundings. The sand was white and lined along a clear blue ocean Towels and beach umbrellas were scattered here and there. A steel drum band was playing a lively tune. A conga line was formed and in it was-
"Sirius!" Harry called to his god-father.
Sirius looked over at Harry and ran towards him. The band started to play sappy reunion music. They leapt into each others arms and embraced each other.
Something suddenly hit Harry. "Ow!" A beach ball had hit him in the head. Something else suddenly struck him. He looked over his shoulder to see that the veil was still there.
"Uh… Sirius?" Harry started.
"Yeah?"
"The veil is still there." Said Harry.
"Yeah. What about it?" Sirius asked, giving Harry an odd look.
"You could have gone through it! Harry shouted.
"Yeah, I could have," Sirius said. "But this place has Kool-Aid!"
"Sweet!" Harry exclaimed. And the two of them lived happily ever after!
The End
A/N: Wasn't that short and stupid everyone? Now review! I don't care if it's a flame even! Just give me feedback!
