A misfortune comes seldom alone

by A M Shepherd

A drabble a day keeps the writer's block away! Two beginnings, many stories, one end. Although Voldemort is long defeated, many evils remain in the world - and they are never afraid to come out of hiding…

4. September 13th 09:01am

September 13th 09:01am

Rendu, standing four foot tall, looked even smaller than he was in front the vault door towering above him like a mean teacher about to scold their most hated student for pulling a silly prank. The sable black metal glistened weakly in the lights reflected off the vast, moist stone walls; in the distance, water dripping from the ceiling into the water reservoir far below them could be heard, barely. It was eerily still.

Harry could not see what Rendu did. All he saw was his hands move up and down.

Clink! Clonk!

The door came alive. Cog wheels turned. Metal on metal squealed. Bolts wailed. Harry curiously gazed at the metal rods twisting and turning and moving to all sides. Then - silence. The door cracked open. Rendu turned to look at Harry, expectedly. The countless wrinkles in his face made him look like a weathered potato.