(Background: In the Department of Mysteries Battle in Order, Ron gets hit with Dolohov's flame curse, not Hermione. Also, Remus is too late to stop Harry from jumping through the Veil after Sirius, and can't stop Hermione jumping in after Harry either. It all snowballs from there.)
"Come on cousin, is that the best you've got?" Sirius Black, a fun, good natured man, taunted, after ducking an erroneously sent spell by his psycho cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange. Unfortunately for him, while cockily taunting, he missed the second burst of red light sent at him, which knocks him back through the veil as time seems to stand still.
"Sirius!" Harry Potter, a fifteen year old wizard, screamed as he saw his Godfather and closest parental figure, go through what was known as the Veil of Death, and, before anyone could hope to stop him, ran through after him to try and save him.
"No Harry!" Remus Lupin, a werewolf, friend to Sirius, and honorary Uncle to Harry, shouted after him, making a desperate grab for the young wizard but missing and just keeping out of the veil himself. Unfortunately for him, he missed one young witch pursuing her best friend.
"Harry!" Hermione Granger, smartest witch of her year and usually rationally thinker, screamed before running after Mr. Potter and into the veil herself, before anyone could even react. With all of this chaos, almost everyone, even the Death Eaters, agents of Voldemort were distracted, allowing an elderly wizard who didn't realize what had just happened, Albus Dumbledore, to bind them and take away their wands, before turning back to the stunned group.
"What just happened?" He asked, his kindly grandfather expression and calm voice cracking to show true fear for one of the first times in his long life.
"Harry and Hermione sir," Ginny Weasley, brother to Ronald Weasley, who had just been struck down earlier, unknown to even be alive at the moment, and Harry Potter fangirl, said sorrowfully, "Harry jumped through the veil after Sirius before anyone could even stop him..." she was cut off by a sobbing Remus.
"No, I could have stopped him!" Remus shouts sorrowfully, "I had him, if I was just a split second faster!" He cries, mourning and blaming himself.
"You are not at fault Remus, no one could have reacted that fast." Albus replies kindly, before motioning to Ginny to continue.
"And after he went through, Hermione screamed after him and bolted after Harry." Ginny says, before bursting into tears herself.
"I could've stopped her," Remus cries again, "I was right there, still staring after Harry!" He shouts, angry at himself and at Bellatrix for sending his best friend through the veil, and indirectly, his best friend's son.
"Nobody blames you for being rightfully shell-shocked Remus," Dumbledore replies, "The question is not of how it happened, or who is at fault, but where?"
"Where sir?" Neville Longbottom, a brave but fearful wizard, speaks up, confused, "Why is it where?"
"Obviously Mr. Longbottom, the veil doesn't just lead to the afterlife, it must lead somewhere," Albus replies, kindly, "And the question is where is that, and how can we get them back?"
"That doesn't narrow it down much Albus, because for all we know it could lead to an unwarded, magic suppressing prison cell in the North Pole where everyone naturally dies," Alastair Moody, retires auror and wizard who is suspiscious of everything, responds gruffly, "It could lead back in time, forward in time, it could make them invisible, muggle ghosts, anything."
"True Alastair, anywhere is a possibility, or anywhen. I am not ruling out any possibilities." Albus responds, calmly.
"And sir, what if we can't get them back?" Neville asks timidly, terrified of the answer yet needing to know. "I mean, it's never been done. For all we know they could be surrounded by some of the worst criminals who have ever gone through the bloody thing." He says, as Dumbledore winces, having thought of but not strayed on the possibilities.
"I am aware Mr. Longbottom, and if we can't..." he starts before being interrupted by another member of the group, Luna Lovegood, falling into a trancelike state. "Ms. Lovegood?" He starts before she sits up, almost like a corpse, "Ms. Lovegood?!" He exclaims fearful.
"Fate has been decided," she starts in a deep, raspy voice unlike her usual perky, spacey tone, "Fate's Chosen One has been sent, the package has been deployed. Save the Huntress, save the children, he has been sent. A war will be fought, more bloody than any before it. Sent to the place where innocent blood has been spilled. To save the world he saves a child. The Bookworm and Grim agree, save them, before it is too late. Stop the Games, before the Fire breaks and too many are destroyed." She continues and finishes, before collapsing back down only for Neville to catch her.
"Luna, are you alright?!" Neville exclaims, fearful of losing another person.
"Mr. Longbottom get back!" Dumbledore exclaims, terrified as he pulls his student back from the afflicted girl, as magic started to swirl around her. It flowed out of her and from the Hall of Prophecy doorway, condensing into a sphere shape as a glowing orb, before vanishing. Quickly, the aged Headmaster ran into the Hall of Prophecy like a man half his age, not stopping until he saw the new orb and writing under it.
"L.E.L. to A.P.W.B.D. Concerns H.J.P. H.J.G. S.O.B. K.E. C.S."
"This is not good at all." Albus muttered, seeing who was involved in what was a new prophecy. "Fawkes!" He called, as his phoenix familiar flashed in and flashed him out in flames, needing to review his pensive about the incident.