Chapter 2

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Observations: Nothing significant happens, object Lea and object Fol connect, Fig also recovers.

Harry

He moved slowly, step by step, until his heart came to halt. There was no ground when he moved his leg forward.

His muscles relaxed and he stepped back.

I might be on the edge of the cliff, or, he tightened his support on walls and slowly moved his feet downwards, it touched another piece of ground. He sighed from happiness, those are stairs!

Now with more security he started to move down the stairs. The steps were irregular, some longer, some shorter, making it almost impossible to walk.

Something slipped, his body spun downwards, hitting step after step, wall from right and left. He tried to stop the falling, but everything was too slippery to take a hold on to. Pain shot from all directions, and he felt miserable, helpless. Finally spinning downwards stopped, his body was lying immobilised on the ground, he was moaning from agony.

Is it a way I am going to die? He thought to himself. Alone, in this sea of darkness.

Draco

There's someone here? Hope raised in his veins, so he haven't landed in hell... Unless that someone is some bloodthirsty creature. His joy vanished as quickly as it had appeared. He slowly moved forward, here caves were lighter. They shone with weird green glow without a source, it seemed that walls were emitting that light, finally something came into sight.

He saw cluster of black clothes groaning and puffing as if it was hurt, just under weirdly looking staircase.

His sights haven't left the creature, he haven't moved closer through, he wasn't brave enough. Finally that cluster of cloaks spoke, it was imperial, but known voice. "Who's there?"

Ha haven't answered, fear had stolen his words, he just gaped.

The cluster faintly started to move, it started rising, wobbling a little.

Draco had a dilemma, to run or not to run.

Finally wearer of the cloak came into sight, and pure hater sprang to his mind... It's because of him I am trapped here!

Harry

Someone leaped onto him, shook him and clutched tightly.

"It's because of you is it!" That someone hissed, Harry quickly recognised that voice, and was furious for doing so. "What kind of weird games are you playing with me, huh, Potter?"

Harry was stronger than him, he caught his elbows and with all powers he could he pinned the attacker to the wall, then brutally forced attacker to eye him. His expression was layered with anger, but eyes filled with fear and mix, just like his. They stood in silence for a moment.

"What are you doing here?" Harry finally asked, his voice unusually calm, and finally (he haven't noticed this because of anger) he could see everything, dimly, but still, illuminating in weak greenish glow.

"What are YOU doing here?" Draco roared at him.

"I don't know..." He replied truthfully. "I don't remember anything..."

Silence had fallen again, finally anger eased from blonds face.

"Neither do I..." he said honestly, Harry released the tight grasp. Draco had taken advantage of it, with all powers he had, slammed Harry's body on opposite wall.

"What was THAT for?" Harry asks furiously.

Draco smirks, "I just felt like it." And then Harry leaped onto him and they just started to fight against each other: punch, rip, kick, for no reason, just to release anger. Soon enough, their energy was wiped out and panting, they stopped. Silence again, this time interrupted by loud breaths.

"Shuck, you damned my robes!" Draco hissed, inspecting his ripped clothing.

"Your robes?" Harry said mockingly.

"Who's then? You have identical ones as mine!" He pointed at him. Harry looked, indeed, they both were wearing simple dark clothes, very light and comfortable, with deep pockets. Recognising them, he quickly moved his hands, inspecting if there's anything hidden... Maybe a clue... To his surprise his skin touched cold, metallic subject, he jerked it out.

It was a locket, or looked like it, round and simple. Harry automatically moved it open, it was a compass, with red arrow pointing north.

"What's the reason in that?" He asked Draco, "Do you have anything inside-" his eyes raised and noticed that his companion already inspected small, iron box.

"At least you have something fun..." Draco said more to himself than to Harry, tilting small object between fingers, "I have some sort of boring box."

"Kidding? It's a lighter!" He laughed, Draco looked at Harry, mixed as ever. "Give it to me, I would li-"

Draco blocked his hands aggressively, he smirked, "My lightieer..."

Harry sighed and crossed hands over his chest, "You don't know how it works anyway..." Draco gave him sceptical look. "Just push the ladder, there should be small one and-"

Draco had already followed the instruction, now he was looking at straight, bright flame emitting from his lighter, young wizard gaped at it with fascination. His pale hand moved over to the warm flame, he slowly touched it and jerked away as it burned his skin. Harry shouldn't stop laughing.

"Put your nose in it, would do some good." He said trying block his giggles, Draco, annoyed, turned of his gift and threw it back to the pocket.

"Laugh more and you'll be flaming like the Phoenix of yours." Blond muttered with tone of amusement. "What kind of freak would give us some sort of lightieer thing and a compass?"

"Like you, compass and lighter, no connection what so ever..." Harry pointed out looking at the greenish cave, it ran only in one direction and looked natural, so signs of human nature. "Maybe there's something more to it... We would go on."

"Why not up the stairs?" His companion suggested.

"I came from there, so black that you can't see a damn." Harry said remembering uncomfortable darkness. Without another word, duo started to move forwards, deeper into the continuous caves.

Ginny

This has to be some sort of test, yes, personality test, obedience test, whatever. Ginny was thinking to herself, moving alone through dim corridors. I feel like I am being watched, someone observes me, evaluates me, I can sense it. They want me to act on something, react to something, but what do they expect me to do?

She continued to walk, searching for something that would remind her of a task or a quest. Nothing appeared, even endless caverns didn't have any twists and splits, so it is not a maze or labyrinth of some sort.

Never mind, whatever happens she has to act wisely, obedient, something that would surprise the observers... Who ever they are.

She came to halt, voices were echoing from somewhere, she easily recognised first one. Her heart halted, Harry!

Lighter and Compass, Dark Caves and weird feeling of being watched, nothing adds up... Or maybe?

Any ideas so far?

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