by Deepdreams27
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but I wish I did!
Chapter 1
Falling into a Veil
Harry Potter swore as he was cornered into a wall by the three death eaters.
He struggled to keep them off of him, using every trick he had up his sleeve. Their fight was briefly halted though when several huge shelves with glowing orbs stacked in them fell to the power of the DA's blasting curses.
This was not the kind of end-of-the-year adventure Harry had thought would happen. The elite DA was lead into a death eater trap by his foolish brother, who had gotten 'visions' of this place. They were right now fighting for their lives in the Hall of Prophesy, where chaos reigned as the students battled the hooded silver-masked terrorists.
"Reducto!"
"Necio!"
"Protego, accio!"
Harry summoned several prophesy orbs from behind Malfoy, which distracted him as they flew into his face, and jumped behind a shelf to avoid Crabbe Senior's bone-breaker curse. He threw a disarming spell at him, and jumped out of his cover, kicking the third unknown death eater's groin as he tried to get up.
"Avada Kedavr-"
Not wasting a single second, he dove backwards to avoid another falling shelf and a killing curse, and raced out with his comrades, who were trying to find the exit to the Department of Mysteries. Well, at least my DA training paid off, he thought grimly. The death eaters were regrouping and on their tail already.
"Tenebris, nigrum, dorchadas, dubh, obscurite, noir, eteindre!" He cast confusion charms and false sense charms to obscure the senses of his pursuers.
Luna, his girlfriend, was distributing large bundles of Chinese fireworks, and Ronald Weasley, the official idiot of the group was getting himself strangled by the strange green brains. Neville Longbottom, his best mate, was putting the Weasley twin's products to good use. The darkness powder was really useful.
The group of teenagers was now panicking. With no exit in sight, Mrs. Know-it-all Granger thought it was a great idea to split their group up into two, and since she was close to Aden Potter, his brother, the Boy-Who-Lived agreed. There was no use arguing.
Harry led a group of the people loyal to him, Neville and Luna, while Aden took Hermione and Ron.
"Come on, let's go! Stupefy!" The trio of Harry's flew down the other corridor, their shoes banging on the black tiles of the floor. Four death eaters followed them, breaking away from the rest of the group.
"Defodio!"
"Fridgiro!" The two spells collided with two death eaters, one frozen to the ground, the other dead from a hole in his eye. Harry had no time to throw up at the sight, he just ran faster.
There was finally a door ahead. Neville ducked a black-purple curse and did a rebounding-blasting curse. The curse was deflected by the enemy's shield, and Harry dissipated it.
Luna threw a small bundle of Chinese explosives down the corridor, the trio ducking and covering their ears. The confused death eaters had only a second to see the red package before they were obliterated by huge red, orange, yellow and green monsters, their vibrant colors contrasting with the black stone walls, the Chinese bombs larger than anything the Weasley twins could hope to make.
The trio looked up immediately, and Luna did a revealing spell down the now-empty corridor. There was no one but them. The frozen death eater wasn't going to get up any time soon.
The three took a breather, Harry checking his equipment, Neville slumping against the wall, and Luna absently unpacking shrunk rocket launcher, and holding out some magical grenades for Harry.
"Whew that was a though one. I thought we were done for." Harry panted.
They were like that for some time, before other sounds of battle reached them from within the door. No doubt it was Aden's group, for they could hear his voice.
Neville spoke first.
"Should we help?" Harry nodded.
"Sounds like there's a battle on the other side there. I can hear my brother's voice and Ron's. Be careful." They got ready, wands in hand, ready to surprise anybody on the other side.
Luna opened the door quickly, and Harry and Neville looked into the room.
The room was lit by torches, emitting a creepy yellow light. The floor was much lower than the door, and Neville could see far below them a strange portal below them, mounted on a pedestal in the middle of the room.
"The infamous Veil." He breathed.
His brother was standing by it, in the center of a quarterlet of death eaters. The elite inner circle, Bellatrix Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle Seniors surrounded him, Crabbe and Goyle holding Ronald and Hermione hostage.
Harry signalled to Luna. Without hesitating, she kneeled down, and loaded the rocket launcher.
Aden was holding the prophesy warily, backing away from the followers of Riddle, hands trembling. Bellatrix slowly approached him, holding out her hand for the prophesy. He was terribly afraid.
When he didn't hand it over, she opened her mouth to make demands. But she never got the chance, because just then a Chinese rocket shot onto the ground right behind her and combusted spectacularly, as huge dragons of flame came up and devoured her, and sparks were scattered outwards, igniting any dry pieces of clothing they could find. Hermione and Ron broke free of their restraints, and Neville and Harry leapt down with a feather-light charm to join the fight against the remaining death eaters.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Diffindo!"
"Confringo!"
"Stupefy!"
"Stupefy!"
"Accio wand!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Incendio!"
They started dueling. Ron and Hermione against Crabbe, Aden against Goyle, while Neville and Harry against Lucius Malfoy.
"Reducto!"
"Crucio!"
"Confundo!"
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Fridgiro!"
"Diffindo!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Stupefy!"
"Necio!"
The duel continued on, but Ron was crucio-ed into unconsciousness, and Luna helped Hermione disarm and bound Crabbe. Lucius was determined, but Harry and Neville were as well. Aden had disarmed and stunned Goyle, and it was just the three of them fighting, everybody watching them, not daring to interfere.
Harry was right in front of the veil when Aden shouted in a surprised voice: "Hey, the Order is here!"
Without warning, Lucius Malfoy whipped out a blasting curse, aiming for the ground by Harry's feet, before apparating away.
Harry moved too slow as the spell came closer and closer to him, hitting the floor, and sending out a wave of air that pushed everyone back.
For Harry though, who was standing very close to the spell impact site, was buffeted by a gust of wind, and lifted off his feet, sending him back, straight into the Veil.
His last thought before passing through the strange doorway was; Why him?
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