The following week in Albus Dumbledore's office Hannah Bell sat in front of
Albus Dumbledore's desk. Albus was speaking to her, "Hannah I know that you
usually work with Hermione, but I need you to go on a mission that I am
sending Draco, and Harry on. I need to know how they well they work
together, and I cannot send Ron because it would be disaster, his mistrust
of Draco combined with Harry's indecision about Malfoy's loyalty would not
only keep the mission from succeeding but it would also most likely lead to
the capture, or death of a three of those idiotic hot-headed young
geniuses." At this last statement Hannah looked up at Dumbledore sharply,
her eyes were green with amusement; she had never heard Dumbledore joke
about anyone in this manner, "It annoys me that Ron and Draco still openly
distrust each other. Well, Hannah I need someone who is good enough to keep
up with both Harry and Draco, and who trust them both entirely, and someone
who can give a good account of how well Draco and Harry work together."
While Hannah was thinking about what Dumbledore had said, Harry and Draco walked into to the office at nearly the same moment sitting on either side of Hannah. When Harry and Draco were situated, Dumbledore said, "I have a mission for the three of you."
Harry looked at Hannah, "But sir we hardly ever work together after that first mission..."
Dumbledore looked at Harry and said, "I trust you will not try to burn down London again."
Hanna giggled and Harry choked holding back laughter; Hannah said, "But sir we followed the mission parameters and got what you wanted done, burning the wine shop down was a fringe benefit..." Seeing the question on Draco's face she said, "We'll tell you all about it later."
"Quite," Dumbledore said with an amused twinkle in his eyes, "Your mission will be to retrieve a set of scrolls from the Royal library." Draco, who been listening with rapt attention, sighed and leaned back in his chair, "This mission will not be easy Voldemort will want these particular spells so he might send in some Death Eaters if he realizes what you are doing."
* * * * * * *
Draco had used the Alohomora spell to open the heavily locked door of the archives. Harry hissed to Draco in hushed whisper. "You idiot! The whole idea of dressing as muggles and coming here as muggles is to be..." Hannah's eyes flashed purple in the darkness, Harry shut-up, if her eyes were purple Hannah was angry.
Hannah hissed at both Draco and Harry, "Stop it both of you. We have a job to do. Come on let's go, now." Before either Harry or Draco could say anything Hannah spun on her heals and walked in to the darkness of the Archives building toward the vault that, according to Dumbledore, held the spell that could, in theory, take away Voldemort's immortality. Draco wordlessly followed her. Harry watched her retreating back for a second then followed as well.
While they were working on the door lock to the room with the scroll, Draco asked, "How did you two almost burn down London?" Hannah's narrowed eyes turned a bright green and she giggled, Harry blushed, looking away. Draco even more interested, asked again, "What happened?"
Hannah, mastering here amusement, said, "We got in a tough spot the first mission we had together. We were set upon by Death Eaters who had intercepted an owl, which is why we write everything in code now. Anyways, we ran into this wine shop, and a few minutes later the Death Eaters came in after us. We had a little magical dual with these four Death Eaters we had knocked three of them out, when Harry threw fire at the remaining Death Eater. Now this would have been okay if we weren't in a shop filled with bottles and bottles of flammable ethanol. The fire hit the Death Eater and crisped him quite nicely, actually, but he didn't absorb all the flame, some the flame unfortunately hit some whiskey or something on the shelf. Well the alcohol of course blew up, and the rest of the store, along with several other stores around it burnt to the ground." Draco broke out laughing, Harry still bright red continued to work on the lock for the door to the room with the scrolls in it.
"Were did you learn that from?" Draco asked Harry bemusedly, looking at the long strips of metal that Harry had used to pick the lock to the door.
Harry snickered, "Fred and George Weasley." Hannah's eyes were bright green as she searched through the scrolls in the room, according to Dumbledore the correct scrolls would be an orange-ish tint to the scroll with the seal of three of the Hogwarts four Rowena Ravenclaw, Godric Gryffindor, and Helga Hufflepuff; not Salezar (sp?) Slytherin though because apparently he had already left Hogwarts by then.
"Got it!" Draco said triumphantly. Hannah and Harry walked over to him as he smiled at them.
"Yep that's it. Come on let's go." Hannah said.
"Well, that was easy..."
"Never ever, ever say that was too easy!" Harry hissed and Harry knocked on the wooden table.
Hannah's eyes scanned the dimly lit foyer outside the room they stood in, Hannah's eyes flashed a hazel-purple color, she growled, "We're going, now!"
"I think not." A tall man stood in the doorway, and with his back to the light in the foyer none of the three in the room could at first make-out his features. "At least you will not be leaving here alive." The man stepped forward followed by at least six others. The man was Lucius Malfoy.
Draco was glaring at his father in obvious hatred, and revulsion. Lucius looked at his son then away quickly as if the sight burned. "Take them." Lucius said over his shoulder, with out turning his head. The men behind him walked around Lucius, while Lucius stood in the doorway watching.
"What's the matter father? To proud to get your hands dirty or are you to scared to face us yourself?"
"I am neither frightened of you the three of you are not worth my time."
That was the last thing that was said before the room exploded in chaos.
Hannah dodged to left as one of the men screamed something in Latin; she didn't catch it because at the same time that she dodged to her left, Harry dodged to his right. They collided in mid-air, which resulted in both of them loosing their wands. Both Hannah and Harry jumped up and sprinted to opposite sides of the room, to be moving targets. Draco on the other hand hit one of their attack with a stunning spell and another with a neat little spell the made his hands bleed so that he couldn't grip his wand.
Before Harry even got to the cover of one of the many bookshelves in the room the attacker with the bloody hands dropped his wand and hit Harry in the shoulder smashing him into the bookshelf Harry had been heading to for cover. Harry dropped in a heap onto of toppling books. Hannah heard the clatter and ran her body low and balanced toward the attacker. When she reached the bloody handed man, Hannah didn't stop she hockey-checked the man to the floor. The man grabbed her waist and boasted her over his shoulders as he fell; both immediately rolled to their feet and faced each other, each assign the other.
Harry yelled, "Hannah down!" Then Harry yelled, "Stupify!" Hannah reacted just in time, dropping to the floor. She then jumped up and Harry handed her wand, and the two of then Advanced upon the two men who held Draco. "Expellarimus!" Harry and Hannah yelled in unison, to their dismay the men not only let go of Draco but Draco flew back into the wall.
Without pausing to see if Draco was okay, Harry and Hannah spun to face the rest of their attackers. The men and Lucius Malfoy were gone.
"Where did they go?" Harry asked looking around.
Picking himself up off the ground, Draco rummaged through his pockets for the scroll. He pulled it out of his back pocket. "Why didn't they take the scroll form me? They had the chance."
"Well let's not wait around to find out. Let's go now." Harry said. Hannah and Draco nodded.
As they reached the door they heard a man's voice, "Come on men there was a lot of noise in the back room a few seconds ago, lets' go check it out!"
Hannah's eyes changed to a bright hazel but she said, grabbing Harry and Draco's shirt and pulling them out of the room, "Come on move!" in a hushed whisper. She pulled Draco and Harry to a back exit, which luckily did not have a fire alarm on it and pushed it open. As soon as the door was open the three ran into the dark and foggy London midnight.
While Hannah was thinking about what Dumbledore had said, Harry and Draco walked into to the office at nearly the same moment sitting on either side of Hannah. When Harry and Draco were situated, Dumbledore said, "I have a mission for the three of you."
Harry looked at Hannah, "But sir we hardly ever work together after that first mission..."
Dumbledore looked at Harry and said, "I trust you will not try to burn down London again."
Hanna giggled and Harry choked holding back laughter; Hannah said, "But sir we followed the mission parameters and got what you wanted done, burning the wine shop down was a fringe benefit..." Seeing the question on Draco's face she said, "We'll tell you all about it later."
"Quite," Dumbledore said with an amused twinkle in his eyes, "Your mission will be to retrieve a set of scrolls from the Royal library." Draco, who been listening with rapt attention, sighed and leaned back in his chair, "This mission will not be easy Voldemort will want these particular spells so he might send in some Death Eaters if he realizes what you are doing."
* * * * * * *
Draco had used the Alohomora spell to open the heavily locked door of the archives. Harry hissed to Draco in hushed whisper. "You idiot! The whole idea of dressing as muggles and coming here as muggles is to be..." Hannah's eyes flashed purple in the darkness, Harry shut-up, if her eyes were purple Hannah was angry.
Hannah hissed at both Draco and Harry, "Stop it both of you. We have a job to do. Come on let's go, now." Before either Harry or Draco could say anything Hannah spun on her heals and walked in to the darkness of the Archives building toward the vault that, according to Dumbledore, held the spell that could, in theory, take away Voldemort's immortality. Draco wordlessly followed her. Harry watched her retreating back for a second then followed as well.
While they were working on the door lock to the room with the scroll, Draco asked, "How did you two almost burn down London?" Hannah's narrowed eyes turned a bright green and she giggled, Harry blushed, looking away. Draco even more interested, asked again, "What happened?"
Hannah, mastering here amusement, said, "We got in a tough spot the first mission we had together. We were set upon by Death Eaters who had intercepted an owl, which is why we write everything in code now. Anyways, we ran into this wine shop, and a few minutes later the Death Eaters came in after us. We had a little magical dual with these four Death Eaters we had knocked three of them out, when Harry threw fire at the remaining Death Eater. Now this would have been okay if we weren't in a shop filled with bottles and bottles of flammable ethanol. The fire hit the Death Eater and crisped him quite nicely, actually, but he didn't absorb all the flame, some the flame unfortunately hit some whiskey or something on the shelf. Well the alcohol of course blew up, and the rest of the store, along with several other stores around it burnt to the ground." Draco broke out laughing, Harry still bright red continued to work on the lock for the door to the room with the scrolls in it.
"Were did you learn that from?" Draco asked Harry bemusedly, looking at the long strips of metal that Harry had used to pick the lock to the door.
Harry snickered, "Fred and George Weasley." Hannah's eyes were bright green as she searched through the scrolls in the room, according to Dumbledore the correct scrolls would be an orange-ish tint to the scroll with the seal of three of the Hogwarts four Rowena Ravenclaw, Godric Gryffindor, and Helga Hufflepuff; not Salezar (sp?) Slytherin though because apparently he had already left Hogwarts by then.
"Got it!" Draco said triumphantly. Hannah and Harry walked over to him as he smiled at them.
"Yep that's it. Come on let's go." Hannah said.
"Well, that was easy..."
"Never ever, ever say that was too easy!" Harry hissed and Harry knocked on the wooden table.
Hannah's eyes scanned the dimly lit foyer outside the room they stood in, Hannah's eyes flashed a hazel-purple color, she growled, "We're going, now!"
"I think not." A tall man stood in the doorway, and with his back to the light in the foyer none of the three in the room could at first make-out his features. "At least you will not be leaving here alive." The man stepped forward followed by at least six others. The man was Lucius Malfoy.
Draco was glaring at his father in obvious hatred, and revulsion. Lucius looked at his son then away quickly as if the sight burned. "Take them." Lucius said over his shoulder, with out turning his head. The men behind him walked around Lucius, while Lucius stood in the doorway watching.
"What's the matter father? To proud to get your hands dirty or are you to scared to face us yourself?"
"I am neither frightened of you the three of you are not worth my time."
That was the last thing that was said before the room exploded in chaos.
Hannah dodged to left as one of the men screamed something in Latin; she didn't catch it because at the same time that she dodged to her left, Harry dodged to his right. They collided in mid-air, which resulted in both of them loosing their wands. Both Hannah and Harry jumped up and sprinted to opposite sides of the room, to be moving targets. Draco on the other hand hit one of their attack with a stunning spell and another with a neat little spell the made his hands bleed so that he couldn't grip his wand.
Before Harry even got to the cover of one of the many bookshelves in the room the attacker with the bloody hands dropped his wand and hit Harry in the shoulder smashing him into the bookshelf Harry had been heading to for cover. Harry dropped in a heap onto of toppling books. Hannah heard the clatter and ran her body low and balanced toward the attacker. When she reached the bloody handed man, Hannah didn't stop she hockey-checked the man to the floor. The man grabbed her waist and boasted her over his shoulders as he fell; both immediately rolled to their feet and faced each other, each assign the other.
Harry yelled, "Hannah down!" Then Harry yelled, "Stupify!" Hannah reacted just in time, dropping to the floor. She then jumped up and Harry handed her wand, and the two of then Advanced upon the two men who held Draco. "Expellarimus!" Harry and Hannah yelled in unison, to their dismay the men not only let go of Draco but Draco flew back into the wall.
Without pausing to see if Draco was okay, Harry and Hannah spun to face the rest of their attackers. The men and Lucius Malfoy were gone.
"Where did they go?" Harry asked looking around.
Picking himself up off the ground, Draco rummaged through his pockets for the scroll. He pulled it out of his back pocket. "Why didn't they take the scroll form me? They had the chance."
"Well let's not wait around to find out. Let's go now." Harry said. Hannah and Draco nodded.
As they reached the door they heard a man's voice, "Come on men there was a lot of noise in the back room a few seconds ago, lets' go check it out!"
Hannah's eyes changed to a bright hazel but she said, grabbing Harry and Draco's shirt and pulling them out of the room, "Come on move!" in a hushed whisper. She pulled Draco and Harry to a back exit, which luckily did not have a fire alarm on it and pushed it open. As soon as the door was open the three ran into the dark and foggy London midnight.