He was back at the Department of Mysteries, the cool stone floor echoing his footsteps. He tried to stop himself going further in, but the force that was pulling him in was too strong. He tried digging his feet, pulling away from the force but his continued to slide across the glossy floor.

He approached a set of doors and he passed through the door that he has passed through a hundred times in his dreams, but somehow this was different. He knew what was coming; he always came to this room.

Another set of doors came up, he passed through the one on the left, appearing in the brain room. They were all there. The pink lumps with paper-thin ribbons floating behind them. At the sight of him passing they moved along the tank to be closer to him and they followed his path through the room. The silence was punctuated every few seconds by the ribbons breaking free of the fluid and reaching for him. They approached closer and closer, the ribbons rippled as they swayed towards him. All this time the force had been dragging him across the room and into the next. Ever closer, the ribbons seemed to sense his fear and glided faster to him, he tore his eyes away from the ribbons and to the door, willing the force to pull him faster. He could feel the ribbons presence now by the slight vacuum of air and glancing behind him he could see the haze around the ribbons as they sucked not only the air but the light and matter around them. The door was so close now and he reached out a hand in a futile attempt to speed up his passage through. As the last part of him crossed the door he was aware of a burning cold, it was the feeling of nothing.

The next room was no better than the first, he gritted his teeth at the thought of this fucking Time Room. Ignoring all the Time Turners he could only gaze at the giant hourglass, the bird was still making its transformation. It was at that time that he noticed that the death eater was still in the hour glass. He hadn't noticed the death eater because it was now a baby. He was in the hour glass the day of the battle, he thought, it must have been the only suitable punishment they could think of. At that moment the toddler caught sight of him and its innocent features twisted into a malevolent grin. At the first rock forward the death eater was a child, on the swing back an adolescent. On the next swing momentum began to kick in and the death eater leered at him his smooth adult face looking older and more twisted than it should have. The final rock back his aging had accelerated he was now an old man. The hourglass tipped forward and over, breaking as it fell and there was triumph in the ancient mans eyes as he came tumbling out the hourglass straight towards him. By some miracle the death eater landed standing, the look of triumph burned momentarily brighter as the death eater started for him, but it was quickly vanished as the he reached out a hand towards him that turned to dust, the disintegration continued it fatal course until there was nothing left of him. The death eater died so bizarrely that it awakened a morbid obsession that he could not draw his eyes away from the show in front of him. Suddenly the door loomed in front of him and he was through.

It was here now, the room he would raze to the ground, it was the room that stole his only chance at a family and it had been his fault. His fists balled up and he shut his eyes as though he could deny the fact he was back in this God forsaken room. He felt the force drag him down the steps and he still did not open his eyes. Then he could hear it, the whispers from beyond the veil, as he was lifted onto the dais. Then all was still. Slowly he opened his eyes and there it was. That fucking arch and the ever-fluttering cloth. His cry broke the stillness as the force hurtled him straight through the arch. He momentarily felt the cool brush of the cloth as the world went black.

The world materialized around him, the graveyard glowing dangerously in the moonlight. "Oh your here!" Came a relieved voice and out of the shadows stepped Cedric. Against his will he felt a smile crack on his face as he raised his wand. "Avada Kedavra!"

Harry Potter woke up screaming.