Nico's P.O.V.
Nico ran through the forest following the roaring sounds of possibly Grawp. Ron suddenly gasped and yelled "move to the side!"
Jack grabbed Hiro and Ron and flew to the top of a tree, and just in time. A whole group of centaurs galloped right through the spot where Nico, Ron, Hiro, and Jack had been standing. Nico came out from behind a tree and sighed " That was close."
Then Harry and Hermione came running out from a clearing while Grawp roared from behind them.
"How did you guys escape?" Harry asked, looking at his friends in confusion.
"We had a little help from Nico" Hiro grinned.
"If we're going to save Sirius, we'd better do it soon, before Snape and Draco find we're gone and start searching for us." Nico warned.
"How will we whet there?" Hermione asked.
"I can take us there" Nico offered.
"How?" Ron questioned.
"Hold my hand" Nico replied and connected hands with everyone in the group.
Then they melted into the dark shadows with Nico leading.
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A red telephone box sat near an abandoned store, and nobody went near it. Nico guessed that was one of the only parts of London you could find that wasn't too crowded, and it was a place where mortals wouldn't really want to explore.
"So what's the number?" Jack asked after being squashed closest to the telephone. Harry told him the number, and they went down underground in the telephone box until they came to a stop. The door opened and Nico saw a high ceiling and an airy room. It was about as big as the god's throne room, which was pretty big. The walls were navy blue, and so was the ceiling. Dark wooden boards covered the floor and made an echoing sound as the group of six walked through the room. Many different doors and elevators led off from the big room and probably went to a different floor. Nico knew it wouldn't be hard to get lost in the Ministry of Magic, because it was so big. The only thing that it seems to be missing was people. A fountain bubbled in the center, the fireplaces looked like they had just been used, and front desk still had many official looking papers on it.
"Where did everyone go?" Ron asked.
"Home" Harry guessed.
"Where did you go in your dream, Harry?" Hermione interrupted.
"This way." Harry said, leading them through narrow dark halls and up and down many steps until they reached a silver room. Harry rushed through it and walked out into a circular tall room with possibly hundreds of doors.
"Whoa" Hiro muttered.
The room suddenly started to spin, and finally it stopped.
"In my dream, I just walked straight through the silver room right into the room with dusty future seeing globes." Harry sighed in frustration.
Jack wandered up to a door and opened it. Inside was a huge tank the size of a classroom with gray things floating in it.
"Those are brains" Hermione gasped.
"That's the wrong door" Nico said, and quickly shut it. The doors started spinning again and when they stopped, Harry immediately opened a random one.
"This is it!" He said, and ran through.
Nico rushed into the room and immediately saw tall rows dusty prophecies going on for what looked like forever.
"Sirius was on row 97" Harry said. They ran down the aisles of prophecies until they reached 97. Nobody was there.
"Harry?" Hermione asked. Nico turned and saw a prophecy with Harry's name on it. Harry walked over to it and picked it up before Nico could warn him not to. Immediately dark shapes started appearing, and surrounded the six.
"We're dead." Hiro groaned.
"Yes you are Mr. Hamada" a cloaked figure growled.
The enemy had arrived.