Harry Potter and Behind The Veil

Summary: Harry Potter has conquer the Dark Lord. The Chosen One is left to reflect on what had happened the year before wishing things were different. So many lives lost, can things truly turn normal once again? Will the Fates even let him?

Author Notes: I do not own Harry Potter.

Important note: MORAL Lynn age is different then this one. Not really important unless you've read both stories. . I'll add a chapter explaining ages of those in MORAL on that story. For this one it doesn't matter since Lynn be the only one it matter on. The Seven don't age… . Any who.

"I'm afraid I-" Harry stopped watching as the girl walked from one end to the other, "What are you doing?"

"Seems the Room of Requirement is still out of order." The female said poking the brick with her wand.

"Wh-"

"Not a problem, just means we'll have to take the other way," the female said looking over at Harry amused.

"What do you mean 'other way'? Why did we even need the Room of Requirement?" Harry asked, gripping his invisibility cloak and wand tightly as he watched her with much uncertainty. "Who are you even?"

"Oh, right, introductions. Well, I am Lynn. And it seems we shall have to take a different way to visit certain people since the Room of Requirement, which was how I met them, seems to be out of order still from the Battle."

"And why would I want to meet them?" Harry asked.

"I say you'd be extremely disappointed if you didn't." This woman - Lynn - said leaning against the wall. "I understand if you don't want to go. I'm sure if I was in your shoes and a stranger wanted to go somewhere with you, I'd be a bit hesitant too."

"Tell me what is there then."

"'Fraid I can't."

Harry stepped forward and raised his wand slightly, "Why not?"

"Well it be counterproductive if everyone knew about them." Lynn said with a shrug. "You'll meet them soon enough, but only if you agree. And though I'd love to continue this conversation, you're going to have to decide soon. Filtch is heading up the stairs making his rounds, just saying."

"Swear to me," Harry said stepping forward, "That nothing bad will happen to me."

"Or what, you'll jinx me? Kill me?"

"I-"

Lynn chuckled looking rather amused, "Because I'll have you know, I fear not Death. Not that I'd think you'd kill me, Mr. Potter. Besides I have not committed a crime. Nor will I, but in any case I give you my word that nothing bad shall happen to you while you are with me. Good enough for you, Mr. Potter?"

"Good enough." Harry said with a slow nod, "You said we're going to have to go a different route. What way is that?"

Harry felt the back of his neck prickle as Lynn said, "Have you heard of the Department of Mysteries? And the Veil it has behind one of it's doors?"