Hey guys! Thanks for all of the follows! I can't believe I just published this story, and it's already getting attention! You guys are awesome! *insert fist bump here*
And to answer Guest's question, yes Lucy will be in the story! I love her tooo ikrrr! And about them going to different places or the same place... well, you're about to find out! ;)
Anyways... on with the story!
There ahead of Ron was a dark room that was well furnished with a desk and bed with curtains draped over it. White downy feathers were everywhere, and arrows were strewn out around the room. Harry and Hermione stood not far ahead, seeming just as surprised as Ron was.
"What just happened?" Harry wondered aloud.
"This is bloody weird." Ron breathed, looking around. He could see the cabinet behind him, but gasped as he saw thick clouds of smoke seeping through the doorway and the wood beginning to cackle as it was broken down by the heat of the flames.
"Oh no!" Harry said, noticing this. "Aguamenti!"
Water sprayed out of his want to meet the flames, but did absolutely nothing against the fire.
"Fiendfire can't be stopped easily!" Hermione said, downcast as the water slowly stopped spraying out of Harry's wand. "This is terrible."
In only a matter of moments, the whole cabinet was reduced to nothing but ashes as the trio watched helplessly in disbelief.
"I don't know where to start..." Harry said numbly. "H-how did we get here?"
"Maybe it's part of the Room of Requirement." Ron suggested, dusting off his sleeves from the ashes of the fire.
"I don't know about that..." Hermione said. "Maybe there was just an enlargement charm on the cabinet... wait... no that doesn't work because the cabinet just got burned up..."
"I think we should keep looking around." Harry said. "We should find out more about this place and how to get out..."
"Out?" Ron snorted. "You just wanted us to get out of the fire, but now you want to go back in?"
"We don't know where we are, Ron." Harry said. "I think we should get out of here as soon as possible. Something about this place makes me nervous."
"A couple of bird feathers?" Ron said, kicking the fluttery white things into the air. "You scared of the bird feathers?"
Hermione glared at Ron, then looked back at Harry.
"I think you're right. We should get a look around and figure out exactly where we are. Voldemort could be killing more people as we speak, and we must get back there before more damage is done."
Harry nodded, lighting his wand and walking toward the heavy oak door of the room carefully, pulling the heavy door open as quietly as he could and walked into an open hallway. It was dimly lit by torches here and there, and a man in dark leather and chain mail armor stood on the far end of the corridor.
"Hello?" Harry called nervously. The man turned around, noticing Harry, Ron, and Hermione standing in the hallway.
The man immediately drew his sword, rushing over to them.
"What are you doing here?" He demanded in a thick foreign accent.
"Oh... well... we're lost." Harry said, backing away nervously.
"Bad move, Harry!" Ron hissed under his breath.
"Shut up." Harry murmured back.
"I don't care." The guard said, stopping in front of the three with his sword pointing at them. "What were you doing in Prince Caspian's room?"
"We didn't mean to be in there, sir." Hermione said. "That was an accident."
"An accident?" The guard challenged, then walked to Hermione's side, peering over her shoulder and into Prince Caspian's room.
"Perytons!" The guard cursed. "The Prince is gone!"
He looked back at the three, glaring.
"You tried to assasinate him!" The guard yelled, sticking the blade to Hermione's threat. Hermione hissed in a terrified breath, fumbling with her wand in her hand, while trying to find a quick spell that might save her.
"Did not! You babbling half-troll!" Ron snapped, brandishing his own wand. "Let Hermione go!"
The guard only scowled, raising his eyebrow and lowering his sword a little bit. "You three are coming with me!"
He gestured for the three to get in front of him. Ron scowled at first, then smirked at Harmione, then at the guard.
"Alright, Mr... grumpy. But first things first;" he raised his wand a little. "Petrificus totallus!"
The guard didn't even have time to react as he was knocked to the ground by the spell with his arms and legs stiff as a board.
Hermione grinned. "Nice one, Ron!"
"Thanks!" Ron grinned back.
"Now what do we do?" Harry wondered. "Do you think, since this probably isn't Hogwarts, we could apparate out of here?"
Hermione thought for a moment. "We could try..."
"Hold on there, 'Mione!" Ron said, reaching into his pocket and taking out the dilluminator. "Let's try this!"
Hermione gave it a look of disgust. "Is that little ball of glowing light what strangely has my voice going to tell us where to go?"
Ron gripped the dilluminator tighter defensively.
"Hey!" He whined.
"Just go on, Ron." Harry said. "I think that's a good idea."
Ron groaned, flicking the dillumiator's little hinge, and a little white orb of pulsing light drifted out. Ron looked at the others expectantly. Hermione sighed reluctantly, but took Ron's hand, and Harry took hers.
"Ready?" Harry said.
The orb of light drifted toward them, then swallowed them up in a blinding light.
"Here it goes!" Ron said, then he disapparated.
Yeeepp! Another cliffhanger! I'm so evil! XD