Chapter 1
"You're sure?" Harry whispered one last time to Hermione.
"Absolutely," She muttered distractedly, as she continued fussing over that stupid veil.
Harry didn't look altogether convinced. "Alright." He finally said. Really, if you couldn't trust the most brilliant witch anybody had ever met, who could you trust?
Finally, Hermione stepped back, thoroughly satisfied with her work. "Now, assuming that nobody interrupts the ceremony; we should be able to bring him right back!" she exclaimed cheerfully.
"And… if someone 'interrupts the ceremony'?" Harry asked uncertainly.
Hermione nibbled her bottom lip, "Let's just hope that they don't." she answered.
It began innocently enough.
They both wanted Sirius back more than anything they'd ever wanted in their whole entire lives.
They knew that obtaining the veil was absolutely vital to unlocking the mystery of where he'd gone after he disappeared behind it.
Really, the only not-so-innocent part was when they stole it.
Hermione sat down directly in front of the ominous veil, which was now perfectly still. She lifted a rather large text, and began reading a long, almost inaudible Latin chant.
The veil began to move, and swirl up the dust from the floor of the cave in which they were conducting the ceremony.
"Stop Right There!" somebody shouted.
Harry whipped his head around, to find a Ministry official, standing in the mouth of the cave, with his wand drawn.
Hermione tried to continue reading, but the chant was lost among numerous popping noises, as more and more officials Apparated into the cave.
She whimpered, and grabbed for Harry's sleeve.
The veil was glowing.
Harry felt himself being yanked forward, and then all went black.
A/N- Hey guys! This is my first fanfic, so be nice! Thanks much to my beta/wonderful cousin; yaukira.
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