90. Prophecies

**Hermione's POV**

We reached the bridge and we met up with Ron, George, Luna, and Ginny.

"How did you get away?" I asked them.

"Puking Pastilles. It wasn't pretty" Ginny said.

"Told them I was hungry, wanted some sweets," George said. "They told me to bugger off and ate the lot of themselves."

"I wish I could have been there" Fred frowned and I rubbed his arm.

"It was brilliant. So, how are we getting to London?" Neville asked.

Fred and I looked at Harry and he said "Look, it's not that I don't appreciate everything you've done, all of you, but I've got you into enough trouble as it is."

Harry walked off and Neville said "Dumbledore's Army supposed to be about doing something real. Or was that all just words to you?"

"Maybe you don't have to do this all by yourself, Mate" Fred said.

"You need us there," Ron said.

"So how are we getting to London?" Harry asked which made all of us smile.

"We fly, of course," Luna said.

We walked over to the Thestral Paddock that was in Forbidden Forest.

"What are we doing here?" Ron asked looking around.

"We're going to ride by Thestral to London" Luna said.

"I can't see anything," Fred said.

"That's because Thestrals must be seen only by people who've seen death" Harry said.

"Can someone at least lead all of us to a Thestral?" Ron asked and Luna, Neville, and Harry all led each of us to a Thestral.

After we were ready, we flew up into the air and we headed for London.

"How much further?" George whined after a while.

"Not too far. We might be getting closer" Harry said.

I looked at Fred and we smiled at each other.

**Fred's POV**

Why is 'Mione so pretty when her hair is flying in the wind? I just want to snog her senseless every time I see her like that.

We rode through the clouds and we saw London.

"We're here!" Neville smiled and we flew down to the Ministry of Magic Headquarters which is at Whitehall, London.

We ran through the corridor with our wands tight in our hands.

"How are we getting up?" Gin asked.

"Elevator!" I pointed to the elevator and we entered the elevator.

"Which floor is it on?" Ron asked, looking at all the buttons.

"Level Nine" Harry said and Ron pushed the button quickly.

"Department of Mysteries" The Elevator voice said as the door opened.

We saw the door across the hall and Georgie and I looked at each other.

Then, we ran to the room through the doors and found a bunch of small, spun-glass balls.

"Prophecy Records" 'Mione muttered.

"What?" Ron, George, and I asked.

"They record Prophecies" 'Mione said.

"This is it," Harry said.

We walked further into the room and Harry said "This is the Hall of Prophecy."

It was dark, so we used a spell.

"Lumos" We all said and our wands lit up and we walked to the middle of the room.

A door opened behind us and we all turned around quickly.

Nothing was there and we looked back at Harry.

"Come on, Mate. We should hurry" I said and Harry ran off to number ninety-seven.

"It should be here" Harry said looking at us.

"Harry, it's got your name on this one" Neville said looking at one of the Prophecies.

Harry walked over to it and took the prophecy.

It then spoke in Trelawney's voice.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...and the Dark Lord shall mark him as his equal but he shall have power the Dark Lord knows not...For neither can live while the other survives..."

I looked at 'Mione and took her hand tightly.

My eyes seemed to widen once I looked at what was behind her.

"Fred? What's wrong?" she asked looking behind her.

It was a Death Eater

At tapped George's shoulder and everyone, but Harry, turned around and saw it.

"Harry" 'Mione said and he turned around.

The Death Eater walked closer to us and Harry said "Where's Sirius?"

"You know, you really should learn to tell the difference between dreams" The Death Eater said, wiping out his wand and removing his mask and revealing his face. "And reality."

"Lucius Malfoy?" George asked in shock.

"You saw only what the Dark Lord wanted you to see. Now, hand me the prophecy" Mr. Malfoy demanded.

"If you do anything to us, I'll break it" Harry warned.

A female voice then laughed. She stepped into the light and said "He knows how to play, itty, bitty baby, Potter."

Neville's eyes widened and asked "Bellatrix Lestrange?"

"Neville Longbottom, is it? How's Mum and Dad?" Lestrange jokes.

"Better, now they're about to be avenged!" Neville snapped as he was about to shoot a spell at her, but I held him back.

"Now, let's everyone just calm down, shall we?" Mr. Malfoy asked. "All we want is that prophecy."

"Why did Voldemort need me to come and get this?" Harry asked.

"You dare speak his name?" Lestrange asked quietly. "You filthy half-blood!"

"It's alright. He's just a curious lad, aren't you? Prophecies can only be retrieved by those about whom they are made" Mr. Malfoy explained.

"Which is lucky for you, really."

Harry kept his eyes on Mr. Malfoy and Lestrange while we all looked around and saw Death Eaters surrounding us and we pointed our wands at them.

"'Mione, stay close" I said and took her hand tightly and protectively.

"Haven't you ever wondered, what was the reason for the connection between you and the Dark Lord? Why was he unable to kill you, when you were just an infant? Don't you want to know the secrets of your scar? All the answers are there, Potter, in your hand. All you have to do is give it to me. Then I can show you everything" Mr. Malfoy said.

The Death Eaters stepped closer and we were ready to shoot spells.

"I've waited fourteen years," Harry said.

"I know," Mr. Malfoy said.

"I guess I can wait a little longer. Now!" Harry shouted and we flicked our wands.

"Stupefy!" We all yelled.

Some Death Eaters Apparated and some fell back to the floor.