There is a whisper on the breeze and the veils part – curtains blow and Hermione stumbles into the past. She doesn't know how long the whispering will come again before it wrenches her back into the veil leaving pieces of her heart with the man she is constantly drawn back to.
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THE VEIL
Chapter 1
18th June 1996 – Department of Mysteries
Harry had another vision, which had brought him, Ron, Neville, Luna, Ginny and Hermione to the Department of Mysteries. Hermione had said repeatedly it may be a trap. It was. Harry had believed the one person in the world that meant so much to him outside of Hogwarts was in real danger. Ron, Hermione and Ginny knowing Sirius were more than sympathetic and albeit were having reservations did not hesitate to follow Harry directly into the heart of the Ministry and come face to face with Voldemort's Death Eaters. Luna and Neville joined them in true friendship and dedication to Dumbledore's Army, where both Neville and Luna for the first time were part of something they felt they belonged and found friendship. Now, they were in real danger as the Death Eaters outmatched them and out numbered them. Harry Holding the one thing they were after was one of the only reasons that they all were still alive. Harry had just run out from the brain room, drawing the death eaters away from his friends. Ron was struggling with detaching himself from the brain he summoned. Neville, the only other one still able to move, still able to back Harry, looked around quickly before tearing after Harry without a backwards glance.
As he vanished out the door, five familiar people appeared in the other doorway. The Order members rushed in, Moody and Kingsley moving straight to Ron to help get the Brain off him. Tonks stayed on guard as Remus moved towards Luna and Ginny. Ginny gasped as bandages wrapped themselves around her ankle and watched as Remus revived Luna, who stared unfocused at them trying to sit up, a gash on her head trickling blood.
Sirius found Hermione, half buried under books, pulling her from the pile. Her shirt was torn where Dolohov's spell hit her, from hip to collarbone. Through the shirt a long welted scar trailed down her body. He traced his hand down it, and swore. And began to heal her other minor wounds. Moody and Kingsley finally detached the brain from Ron who had now passed out. Kingsley knelt making sure that he was still breathing as Moody moved to the other door.
"They will be fine we need to go, Harry is still in danger" Moody called urgently.
The others stood and followed Moody out, Sirius last, cast a glance back to Hermione's form, before hurrying into the fray. Luna and Ginny heard the sounds of battle but their attention was diverted, went to the other door in time to see Dumbledore.
Dumbledore looked around moving first to Ron, checking him over quickly he created a stretcher under him that floated him off the ground. Turning his attention to Hermione, he moved his wand slowly over her. The long welt on her torso faded leaving only a thin scar. As the last of the swelling faded Hermione gasped awake clutching her chest.
"Nice to see you awake Miss Granger." Dumbledore steadied her as she sat up. Hermione looked frantically around "Harry! We have to help him! Professor! We need to go!"
Dumbledore stood and helped Hermione up. Turning to Luna, "Miss Lovegood, If you are able please assist Miss Weasley and Mr Weasley to safety." He picked up a broken table leg and transfigured it to a crutch for Ginny. The girls simply nodded, Luna wiping the blood off her head with her sleeve.
"Miss Granger, Are you ready?" Hermione nodded, grim determination on her face, she had one arm still wrapped around her waist but her wand was in hand at the ready. Dumbledore looked behind where the sounds of fighting were intensifying.
"Stay behind me, Miss Granger and stay near the door to stop anyone coming through." Hermione nodded again and followed the headmaster through to the room with the archway. Dumbledore moved into the fight, as Hermione stayed at the top shooting and deflecting spells from above. She shot out two spells rapid fire on two death eaters that tried to flank Dumbledore as he moved into the center of battle. Both were incapacitated by the hexes she hit them with.
Hermione looked on the scene, her attention drawn to the center of the room as Sirius was dueling Bellatrix. She saw Harry and Neville were ducking from spells struggling to escape the chaos, but were being protected by Kingsley and Remus. Hermione turned her attention back to Sirius and Bellatrix. Their duel was intense, yet Sirius was laughing, enjoying the fight. He was goading Bellatrix.
Hermione moved down further into the room. Hissing in pain that lanced her chest until she stood out of eyesight of Bellatrix, who was now flinging hex after hex at Sirius, who stood very near the archway and the floating veil. Despite his talent Hermione saw that he was at the disadvantage to Bellatrix. In a burst of inspiration, Hermione pointed her wand at Sirius. With swift precision she cast a switching spell at Sirius as he shouted "Is that the best you can do?"
Bellatrix fired a second curse directly at him but he had vanished and the spell passed through the air he was a split second before. Hermione materialized where Sirius had been, slipping on a loose stone she was unbalanced. Sirius now behind Bellatrix watched as Hermione, now in his place slipped and fell backwards, straight into the veil that hung between the arch.
"No!" two sets of voices shouted out. Harry and Sirius ran toward the archway. Sirius directed a spell at the back of Bellatrix Sending her flying across the room. Neville grabbed Harry as Remus caught Sirius, both trying to reach the arch.
"Hermione" Sirius moaned.
But it was too late.
Hermione was gone.
The only thing that Hermione heard as the spell she cast was whispering. The only thing she felt was a falling sensation, the pain in her chest dissipating. The veil moved about her, and the whispering continued. She felt like she was falling endlessly and closed her eyes to it all.