Chapter 47

"What's got you so happy?" Astoria scowled, joining them on the grass outside.

"We're freeeeeeeeee" Daphne sang, dancing around.

"Humph," she grumbled, breaking off a piece of a large slab of chocolate and stuffing it in her mouth. "Well I', glad YOU had a wonderful day. Want some?" she offered a piece of the candy to Calypso.

"Er- no thanks. What happened?"

Astoria crossed her arms. "It's none of your business"
Calypso frowned, "It is too my business if you're going to be cranky"

Of course, she could've just read Astoria's mind but legilimency didn't work well on people when they had scattered thoughts, and Calypso wanted to be nice.
"You'll take his side anyways"

"His- oh Draco?"
Daphne groaned, "Why is it always Malfoy?! She's always going on about Malfoy this and Malfoy that"

Calypso ignored Daphne and turned to Astoria. "What's Draco done?"
"Nothing!"
"Uh…"
Daphne gave her a look like 'i told you so'

Calypso returned it with her best 'shut up' look. "And is that a problem?"
"Yes!" shrieked Astoria. "He hasn't apologized, not once! And-"

"Wait" Calypso held out her hand to pause Astoria. "What's Potter and company doing?"

From a far distance, it looked like Potter was attacking the mudblood while roaring like a lion while she backed away hastily.

"I think he's finally lost it" murmured Astoria, looking not at all regretful that she had been cut off.

"Whatever" Calypso decided. "So you-"
"Let's go check it out!" Astoria said suddenly, jumping to her feet. "The poor girl-"

"Is a mudblood-"
"That needs help!" Astoria finished angrily.

Calypso cursed and followed Astoria, taking out her wand in the process. "ASTORIA-", she looked at Daphne helplessly.

"Just let her be"

"No! That's ridiculous, don't you care about her?"
Daphne glared at her, "of course I do. Do you think I could stand if something happened to her too?"

Calypso clapped her hands to her mouth. How stupid of her to bring that up after Daphne's father was just killed. "I'm so sorry- oh my god!"

Daphne ignored her and marched off towards Astoria who was shouting at Potter.

Once they got nearer, she pulled Astoria away from them. "What's going on?"

"They're planning to break into the Ministry!" she wailed.

"So?"
"So we have to warn Umbridge!" Astoria shrieked, stomping off.

Calypso sighed and attempted to follow them but bumped into Theo. "What?"
"Oh, I was looking for you. Umbridge wants you to get to her office"

"What why?!" Calypso demanded.

Theo glared at her, "Don't take your temper on me. Go find a wall scream at"

"GOSH YOU-"

"Wall" he reminded her. "Hurry up though, Umbridge doesn't like being kept waiting"
"YOU-"

Theo dragged her towards the school, not even caring is she finished her sentence or not.

She walked in just as Umbridge was interrogating Potter and Granger.

Around Umbridge's office were Lovegood, Weasley, she-Weasley, and Longbottom, all being kept captive by members of the Inquisitorial Squad.

"Er-"

Umbridge turned around, "Good! Miss Calypso is here too! Now, Potter, who was it that you were communicating with? Was it Albus Dumbledore? Or the half-breed, Hagrid? I doubt it was Minerva McGonagall, I hear she is still too ill to talk to anyone. . . ."

Everyone laughed.

"It's none of your business who I talk to," Potter snarled.

Umbridge's slack face seemed to tighten. "Very well," she said in her most dangerous and falsely sweet voice. "Very well, Mr. Potter . . . I offered you the chance to tell me freely. You refused. I have no alternative but to force you. Calypso — fetch Professor Snape."

"Make Bulstrode or someone else do it"
"Very well- Bulstrode, hand over Granger to Miss Calypso and get me, Professor Snape"
"Incarcerate" murmured Calypso at the mudblood, before carefully pulling Granger by the ropes toward her.

Soon, Bulstrode came back into the room, holding open the door for Snape.

"You wanted to see me, Headmistress?" said Snape, looking around at all the pairs of struggling students with an expression of complete indifference.

"Ah, Professor Snape," said Umbridge, smiling widely and standing up again. "Yes, I would like another bottle of Veritaserum, as quick as you can, please."

"You took my last bottle to interrogate Potter," he said, observing her coolly through his greasy curtains of black hair.

"Surely you did not use it all? I told you that three drops would be sufficient." Umbridge flushed. "You can make some more, can't you?" she said, her voice becoming more sweetly girlish as it always did when she was furious.

"Certainly," said Snape, his lip curling. "It takes a full moon cycle to mature, so I should have it ready for you in around a month."

"A month?" squawked Umbridge, swelling toadyish. "A month? But I need it this evening, Snape! I have just found Potter using my fire to communicate with a person or persons unknown!"

"Really?-"
Calypso cleared her throat, "Professor, just read Potter's mind"
Umbridge looked at her, "Yes of course- but- but"
"Nevermind I'll do it" snarled Calypso, pushing Granger back into Bulstrode's hand. "And be careful, don't want the mudblood sliming up your hands- legilimens!"

Calypso pointed her wand at Potter and suddenly, thoughts rushed towards her, mostly dark corridors and a rather suspicious image of a man being cursed in the Department of Mysteries- Sirius Black!
But she'd just warned the Dark Lord of letting Potter into his mind...unless it was a hoax obviously.

Why a hoax though? Calypso wondered, it could be a trap, or maybe I'm overthinking it.

"Potter-" Calypso took a deep breath. She needed to let Potter get into the Ministry if this was all a plan of the Dark Lords, "-Was trying to communicate with Albus Dumbledore", she lied.

Umbridge glared at Calypso, she obviously didn't sound very believable. "Nott! You tell me"

"Please Theo" Calypso begged silently.

Theo stared at Potter, then glanced at Calypso, reading her mind and seemed to agree with her thought process. "She's telling the truth"

"Very well," Umbridge said, and she pulled out her wand. "Very well . . . I am left with no alternative. . . . This is more than a matter of school discipline. . . . This is an issue of Ministry security. . . . Yes . . . yes . . ."

Calypso crossed her arms, Umbridge was making it very difficult to help the Dark Lord lure Potter.

"Professor!" Calypso tried again. "I'm telling you! Potter was trying to communicate with Albus Dumbledore!"

Umbridge ignored her, "The cruciatus curse ought to loosen your tongue Potter, cru-"

"NO!" shrieked the mudblood. "I'm — I'm sorry everyone, But — I can't stand it —"

"That's right, that's right, girl!" said Umbridge, seizing Granger by the shoulders, thrusting her into the abandoned chintz chair, and leaning over her. "Now then . . . with whom was Potter communicating just now?"

"Well," gulped Granger into her hands, "well, he was trying to speak to Professor Dumbledore. . . ."

"Dumbledore?" said Umbridge eagerly. "You know where Dumbledore is, then?"

Oh, of course, she'll believe the mudblood but not her own Inquisitorial Squad.

"Well . . . no!" sobbed Granger. But there was no trace of a tear on her face, and that was quite obvious.

Calypso quietly muttered a countercurse so Granger could hurry up and cover that hideous face. "Finite Incantenam," she thought.

The effect was instantaneous, as the roped disappeared, Granger quickly lifted her hands and sobbed desperately into them.

Umbridge looked around widely until she spotted Calypso with her wand out. "Draco! Escort Miss Calypso out of here right now! And too!"
Draco tilted his head and hastened to obey. "Come on then"

The second they were out of the room, Calypso pushed Draco off of her. "Get off me Draco!"
"Woah- but did you lie to Umbridge or not?"
"Don't ask stupid questions Draco" Calypso hissed. "Now let go of me so I can get out of here"
"Get out of here?" Draco demanded. "Why?!"
"Well obviously, I need to check with my mum to see if it was actually a trap and if it wasn't, I've probably just ruined the Dark Lord's plans!" Calypso shrieked, pushing Draco back with a spell.

"You haven't explained anything yet! What the fuck is the trap?!", he yelled back, also drawing out his wand.

"Potter thinks Black is at the Ministry" Theo offered very unhelpfully.

"HE IS?! But that's great! I'm going to-"
"Petrificus Totalus!" Calypso imbolized Draco, just inches away from the door. "You are NOT going to tell Umbridge anything. GOT IT?!"
Draco glared at her.

"Ascendio!" Calypso shot the spell at Draco who rose up like a balloon, bumping his head onto the ceiling of Hogwarts.

"MMPH!"
Calypso sneered at him and turned on her heel, stomping towards the Slytherin dungeons to get her broom.

Halfway through, DRACO OF ALL PEOPLE caught up with her.

"What the fuck was that?!"
Calypso spun around, "How-"
"Theo let me down"

"Of course he did" sighed Calypso. "Well, you can come too. We'll have to fly though, the Lestrange Manor isn't connected to the floo network"

Draco shrugged, "I love flying"

"I hate flying," said Theo at the exact same time.
Calypso ignored them and ran down the stairs to get her broom.

"Wait!" Altaira and Helena ran towards her. "Where are you guys going?"
"My house"
"Can we come?" asked Altaira breathlessly.

Calypso shrugged, "I guess if you guys have brooms"
"We do!"

Ten minutes later, they on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and kicked off into the sky.

They flew for what seemed like ours, every few hours re-applying a disillusionment charm as to not break the Statute of Secrecy.

Once, Calypso almost forgot about the animagus charm until Theo reminded her and fell off her broom in haste. Not to worry though, nobody got hurt and they kept flying.

It was almost dark when they reached the Lestrange Manor.

"Right, I'm the secret keeper so Altaira and Helena, the manor is right there." Calypso pointed to the large house.

Altaira blinked, "Oh I see it now"
Helena nodded in agreement.

"Great" Calypso murmured.

"Yeah, is anyone home?"
Calypso shrugged, "Don't know, the windows are all dark. We can land in the back. I don't think the blood wards will throw you out."
"You don't think?!" Draco demanded.
"Well, I'm technically allowing entrance to you guys and stuff but…"
"Just risk it", Theo snarled, flying straight through the pale red dome and into the grassy backyard.

The rest followed him through. "Right- here's the key"

Calypso extracted a small silver key from her purse and twisted it in the door lock. Muggle but useful she must admit.

The manor was dark and empty, giving it a rather eerie feeling. "MUM?" Calypso called.

Her voice echoed back to her but no response.

"Crack!"
A house-elf appeared in front of her. "Mistress has gone out!"
"Where?"
"Another house-elf took her missy! Black's house-elf! She and aunt Cissy were most pleased with his news and apparated away immediately"

"Do you know where they went?"
"I know nothing missy," the house-elf said sadly, moving towards a large umbrella stand.

"No! Don't hit yourself." Calypso shrieked. "Would they have happened to go to the Department of Mysteries?"
The house-elf sniffled. "Lindy only hears whispers and rumors. They go to the Malfoys then Ministry for the detour! I don't know!"
"That's okay", Calypso said kindly shutting the door again. "Well everyone's at the Ministry tonight I guess. I'm pretty sure it's a trap. Where should we go now?"

Altaira scoffed, "Are you kidding me? We'll go to the Ministry. If my parents are there, I want to be there too!"
"Fine" Calypso sighed. "We'll go"

Off they went again, kicking off. This flight was much easier though, the dark skies and clouds provided wonderful cover while they were flying.

Almost an hour later, they landed in the visitor's entrance of the Ministry of Magic in London.

"I've never been this way" grumbled Draco. "How do we get in"
"Narcissa's taken me- this way I think" she lead them all into a battered telephone box. "Someone press 62442"

Helena, who was nearest, pressed the receiver and a cool female voice sounded from inside the box, "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and business."

"Calypso Lestrange, Theodore- sorry- Theodore Nott, Draco Malfoy, Altaira Selwyn, and Helena Hitchers. We're trying to find my mum, assuming she's here obviously"

Thank you," said the cool female voice. "Visitors, please take the badges and attach them to the front of your robes."

Half a dozen badges slid out of a metal shute.

Calypso looked at the topmost one, 'Calypso Lestrange. Hide and Seek', and pinned it on her robes.

"Visitor to the Ministry, you are required to submit to a search and present your wand for registration at the security desk, which is located at the far end of the Atrium."

"Got it, lets go now, we don't have all night."

The floor of the telephone box shuddered and the pavement rose up past the glass windows of the telephone box.

"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a pleasant evening," said the woman's voice. The door of the telephone box burst open; Calypso slowly walked out, trying not to throw up, followed by Altaira, Draco, Theo, and lastly Helena.

The only sound in the Atrium was the steady rush of water from the golden fountain, where jets from the wands of the witch and wizard, the point of the centaur's arrow, the tip of the goblin's hat, and the house-elf's ears continued to gush into the surrounding pool.

They ran down the hallway towards the lift, past a strangely empty security desk, (no wand weighing I guess), and pressed the 'Department of Mysteries' button.

When the golden lift finally opened, they were in a large, circular room. "Should we close the door?" Helena whispered.

Calypso looked at the blue torches with flames around the wall. "No, definitely not. Those can't be good at providing light."

"Yeah...which door then?" hissed Theo, pointing his wand at each of the dozen doors like something might come barreling out of them.

"The second to your right," said a cool voice from behind them.

"Mum?"

"That's right" she was accompanied by a few dozen other death eaters including Lucius and Theo's father.

"What are you doing here?"

"Enough questions girl" grumbled a dark death eater in teh back, Dolohov. "Open the door" he ordered.

Calypso considered her options before opening the starry door.

The room they were in now was bright and sparkly with diamonds casting light all around.

"Where are we?"
"Don't mind that, push open that one now" Her mum ordered, "And take out your wand!"
Calypso pushed open another door and almost immediately, Potter's voice could be heard echoing through the old dusty room with glass orbs on the shelves.

"What?"
"Have you seen this"
"What?"
"It's got your name on it"

"They should be in row 97" whispered Lucius joyfully and ran left. The Gryffindors appeared into their view just as Potter took a glass orb off of a shelf.

"You stay back" hissed Lucius, pushing Draco, Calypso, Theo, Altaira, and Helena into another row. When they did not object, he turned back to Potter.

"Very good, Potter. Now turn around, nice and slowly, and give that to me." Lucius drawled, acting more and more like Draco by the minute.

"To me, Potter," he repeated, then said "To me" yet again. Whatever was in that prophecy, he must REALLY want it.

"Where's Sirius?", Potter said.

Calypso laughed harshly. "Good try Potter. But only the Dark Lord knows."
"He always knows" her mother agreed.

"I want to know where Sirius is!" Potter shouted.

Theo rolled his eyes distinctively from next to Calypso. "Hand over the fucking prophecy Potter"

Potter ignored him and continued, "You've got him, he's here. I know he is."

"The little baby woke up fwightened and fort what it dweamed was twoo, " her mum mocked in a baby voice.

Potter whispered something to his foolish friends, "Don't do anything yet- not yet"
Altaira giggled. "He's giving orders now! You really aren't going to try and fight are you?"

"Oh, but he has a thing for heroics doesn't he?" whispered Lucius. "Give me the prophecy now Potter, or we start using wands"

"Go on then," Potter said, he and his friends raised their wands to their chest.

"Hand over the prophecy and no one need get hurt," said Lucius coolly.

Potter laughed maniacally. "Yeah, right!" he said. "I give you this — prophecy, is it? And you'll just let us skip off home, will you?"

Calypso stomped her foot impatiently, "Accio Pro-"
"PROTEGO!" Potter shouted.

"Oh, little baby Potter knows how to play" her mum cooed, stepping forward and removing her hood. "Very well-"
"I TOLD YOU NO!" Lucius roared. "IF YOU SMASH IT-"
"That's right", Potter agreed. "What kind of prophecy are we talking about anyway?"

"What kind of prophecy? You jest Potter.."

Draco tensed from the other side of Calypso, clutching his wand. "What are we gonna do?"
Calypso looked at him, "Don't know, wait I guess. No way they'll try and attack now-"
"Yeah but-"
"Shhh" Calypso hissed. "Just-"

"Shut your mouth!", her mum suddenly shrieked. "You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood's tongue, you dare —"

"Did you know he's a half-blood too?" Potter said recklessly. "Voldemort? Yeah, his mother was a witch but his dad was a Muggle — or has he been telling you lot he's pureblood?"

"STUP-"
"NO!" Lucius deflected her mum's spell, causing several ghosts to appear, but only fragments could be heard over their shouts.

"SILENCIO!" Calypso shrieked, effectively silencing Lucius and her mum. "Okay everyone shut up. Potter hand over the fucking prophecy or die"

"Oh yeah?" he challenged, "If you raise your wand at anyone of us, you're gonna smash it!"
"Watch me- Avada-"
"STOP!" shouted Lucius, knocking her wand out of her wand. Apparently, he also knew wordless magic. Humph. "Potter, hand over the prophecy"
"Accio wand," Calypso thought silently, praying to every divine being out there that it work.

Surprisingly, it flew back into her hand. "Thank Salaza" she whispered, aiming a spell at someone in Potter's ranks. A young Ravenclaw. "Incarcerate"

"OH!"

Everyone turned to look at Calypso as the girl fell, bounded, to the ground.
"I'm smashing the prophecy" Potter announced. "3, 2-"
"You don't know what the prophecy is about do you?!" Calypso sneered, slightly panicking.

"What? No, and I don't-"
Lucius Malfoy laughed a cold, high laugh. "Dumbledore never told you? Well, this explains why you didn't come earlier, Potter, the Dark Lord wondered why you didn't come running when he showed you the place where it was hidden in your dreams. He thought natural curiosity would make you want to hear the exact wording. . . ."

"Perhaps he thought you were too delicate Potter." Calypso snarled, carefully aiming at another person in their ranks. The pudgy little squib.

Again, she wondered why nobody had bothered to free them yet until she noticed Theo also carefully shooting spells at whoever was knocked down.

If she concentrated closely, their form flickered.

"Incarcerous" Calypso whispered again at another person when suddenly Potter screamed, "NOW!"
"REDUCTO!", but only two curses shot out, the mudblood and Potter.

Potter looked around in confusion as only a few glass orbs crashed.

"Nice try Potter. Now hand it over."

Potter glanced around and began tugging at the ropes of his friends as the illusions fell away.
"HAND. IT. OVER" Calypso demanded, grabbing one of the still tied up people, Ronald Weasley, and tossed his to her mum. "Give it or he dies"

"MMPH!" shouted Weasley, wildly shaking his head as much as the ropes would allow him.

Potter slowly extended his hand and Calypso snatched the glass ball up. "Aha!"
"Give it to me!" Lucius demanded, extending his hand.

Calypso stared at him, "I don't think I will- Theo, take it"
"GIVE IT TO-"

Calypso tossed Theo the glass ball. She hated to admit it but she really didn't trust Lucius with it, no offense.

"I SAID-"
"Watch it!" snarled Theo's father, pointing at Potter and Granger who were running down the hallway, knocking down shelves of prophecies as they ran, dragging their friends along.

"PROTEGO!" Calypso shrieked, casting quiet the flimsy shield around her, Altaira, Draco, her mum, and Theo, who were nearest.

Through the haze, she could barely see Theo's father getting knocked out and buried under glass, Lucius, shrieking, as usual, Dolohov and her father running off to the left, Rookwood grabbing Helena and ducking under another aisle, Jugson lunging forward, and Macnair sprinting after Potter.

Once the glass finally cleared, it was clear that the room had been completely trashed with heaps of glass and dust settling on the floor. Her mum looked around, "Stay here!" and dashed off.

"Helena!?" Altaira called out, moving towards another stack of glass.

"She's with Rookwood I think" muttered Calypso. "I saw them."
"Well don't think! Know! We have to find them!"
"Woah!" Calypso grabbed Altaira's arm. "Someone has to stay with the prophecy!"
Theo tossed the glass ball upwards, causing Calypso's heart to leap and she snatched it out of the air. "Don't do that!"
"Are we going or not?" Draco demanded. "I want to know where Father is!"
"Your father will be fine" Theo scowled.

"I want to know where he is!"
"And how are you going to find him in the Ministry?!"
"I-I'll call him!"
"Absolutely ridiculous" Calypso scoffed. "You're not even supposed to be here anyway"
"GUYS! Let's clean up first yeah?" Altaira nearly shouted at the top of her lungs.

Once all the glass was in their place and the wood was secure again, the four of them all walked down th hallway to the nearest door and opened it. Inside was an absolute mess. Dolohov was stumbling around with a baby for a head and Granger was lying on the floor unconscious. Longbottom (when was he freed?) had a bloody mouth and was busy checking with Potter for Granger's pulse.

When Longbottom finally noticed them, he raised his snapped wand and charged-

"Uh-"
There was a loud blast and Longbottom was thrown off. Calypso looked around to see Theo with his wand raised. "Back off squib"

"Thank you"
Theo didn't respond, probably because he and Potter were now dueling.

Calypso moved forward to help before Draco yanked her behind a shelf. "WATCH IT!"

A second later, a nice red beam of light from Longbottom's wand flew over her head.

"Incarcerous!" Calypso's spell missed by several feet though, resulting in a wrapped-up cabinet.

"SERIOUSLY?!" Altaira demanded, "Those are time turners!"
"SERIOUSLY?!" Calypso shouted back. "Who cares about the fucking time turners! We have to find the others! THEO COME ON!"
Altaira swiftly knocked Potter unconscious with a levitated chair and with a last fleeting glance, they all ran out of the room.

Now they were back in the circular room. Gasping for breath, Calypso slammed shut all the doors to prevent anyone from entering. "Oh- Salazar-"
Altaira doubled over. "Why did I want to come?" she asked rhetorically through gasps.

Calypso slowly sat down on the black marble floor. "Well, we're safe here"

Nope, nope, nope. Someone must hate her because just then, a stunning spell whizzed over her head.

Calypso jumped up, returning the spell but it merely shattered against the closed door. "Where the fuck did it come from?"
Draco grabbed her arm. "Up"

"What?"
"Left!" he tackled her out of the way and behind a boulder as the two Weasley's and Lovegood ran in.

"We have to leave!" Calypso shrieked, ducking another spell. "What are we waiting for- we have the prophecy!"
"Our parents!", Draco shouted back, "Where-Where are they?"
Calypso glanced upwards to where Potter's friends had appeared. "They're coming!"
"HOW DO YOU KNOW?!" Draco shouted back after sending an inflatable head charm at Weasley.

"THEY'RE TRYING TO MURDER US DRACO! AND YOU'RE FOCUSED ON MAKING THEIR HEAD BIGGER?!" Calypso shouted.

Draco sneered and turned away, "FATHER!"

Sure enough, a group of death eaters was raining down on them.

"Where is the prophecy!" Lucius demanded as soon as his feet touched the ground.

"Here- I have it!"
"Give it to me!"
"NO! Get out of here first!"
"Where's Potter?", shouted another death eater, Macnair.

Altaira blew a strand of hair out of her face, "In the time room!"
"Unconscious?!"
"Nope!" Theo shouted across the room. Potter was running out, throwing random things at them.

Lucius sighed, "REGROUP PEOPLE! WE'RE LEAVING!"
But before anyone could do as much as respond, two doors above them burst open and 5 order members ran in.

Kingsley, the ex-auror, was dueling two at once, her mum was fighting with a high, pink-haired teen, Dolohov was dueling Mad-Eye, Lucius- where the fuck was he?

Oh, there he was, knocked out by Potter's flying table.

Most death eaters were maskless now, and triumphant. "GIVE ME THE PROPHECY!" her mum shrieked, running through the fray.

Calypso had no such hesitations as she did with Lucius and handed it over. "Good, now-AHHHH!", her mum hastily stuffed the prophecy in her pocket and began dueling with Black.

"HELENA!" Altaira was screaming across the battle to Helena who was running towards her, ducking spells.

"Oh my god, you have no idea how worried I've-"

It all seemed to happen in slow motion. Her mum's spell, which Black had deflected, flew towards Helena and she toppled over, straight into Black.

The pair fell over into an archway, veiled with white.

Calypso was barely aware of the screams around her, Helena wasn't coming back, since the veil was an old form of execution.

"NO-"
"WATCH IT!", her mum's hand wrapped around her arm and yanked her towards the door.

In that split second, Calypso noticed that she was wearing the bracelet she'd bought for her for Christmas, which made her happy, and they ran towards the door together.

"CRUCIO!"
"Agh!" Calypso stumbled and fell to the ground, but the pain never reached her. Stupid Potter, she muttered, her fingers closing around her wand.

"You'll be fine" her mother muttered, checking her wrist for a pulse. "We have to go! Dumbledore's here now!"
"But Draco-"
"Right here!" Draco gasped from behind them, running forward with Theo and Altaira, the latter had tear streaks on her cheeks.

"Yes- yes, out of the way Shacklebolt" her mum shouted, and the auror fell to the ground screaming.

She led them through a black hallway, back into the circular room, they'd just reached the lift when Dumbledore appeared. "GO!"
Calypso felt herself being shoved into the lift. "Hurry!"

Draco frantically began pressing buttons- Theo was busy restraining Altaira from murdering someone, and as the lift closed, and she might've been hallucinating- but she saw Dumbledore block a jet green of light with a statue before the lift blurred.