A/N: My god it's been so long since I updated, I'm really sorry. I'm not the greatest writer as you can plainly see and I got stumped for ideas. But, I just had some random inspiration, so on we go!

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Chapter 4


The wind swooshed by Ron's face as he rose higher and higher into the air. Coming to a relatively high height, he stopped and gave Harry the OK to let Hedwig go. Hedwig soared out of his hands and Ron had to fly at breakneck speed to catch up. Soon, Ron and Hedwig were neck and neck. He kept a close eye out for any strange movements or people appearing out of nowhere. They flew like that for quite awhile and Ron's arms started to get very tired. He pressed on nonetheless, although it looked as though they were in the clear. Suddenly, Hedwig took a sharp turn to the right and Ron had to back up quite a bit before he finally saw where she had gone. He caught sight of the glow-stick tied to her leg and raced after her at top speed. He had no idea where they were heading and as they neared the ground, Ron saw it. It was an island. A very small island. It looked as though it were uninhabitable, but he knew better. Wizards could always make things look, from high above, like they were something else, to protect themselves from Muggles ever stumbling upon them. Hedwig soared into the lush forest and Ron had to dodge many a tree. He was losing speed quickly, but managed to keep Hedwig in sight. She stopped short just a few yards in front of him, and he had to jerk the broom back to keep from crashing into the trees. He flew just a little bit closer, and came up next to Hedwig, curious as to what she was doing. They had come across a small hole in the ground, about the size of a gopher hole. There was a very large oak tree that looked to be at least 200 years old standing before them. It seemed as if all the other younger trees were bent away from it, as though they were wary of its wrath. Hedwig jumped over to the lowest branch on the mighty oak and jumped down hard. The ground beneath them began to shake and before he knew what was happening, the hole in the ground became gigantic and Hedwig dived in. The hole became so big that the ground gave way beneath his feet and he went tumbling in headfirst. He kept falling and falling until he landed on what seemed to be air at first. Ron, thanking his lucky stars individually and by name, took out his wand and muttered, "Lumos," and a light shone from the tip. What he saw next dumbfounded him.
He, in fact, had landed on something resembling a cloud, but it had no moisture. Ron tentatively sat up, and, after testing its stability, stood clutching Harry's Firebolt, ready to attack at the first sign of danger. He looked around and all he saw were dirt walls and this strange cottony substance holding him up. Upon further inspection, there was a small switch to one side of him. He looked at it for a while, wary of flipping it, for he didn't know what would happen if he did. After pondering this for a while, he decided to flip it. What harm could it do? Besides, if he didn't, he would never figure out what happened to all of Hermione's letters. He flipped the switch and the cottony substance seemed to be lowering him further into the ground. Soon enough the dirt walls gave way to open space.


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