Draco had only ever before heard of the room. In his years of securing the Department of Mysteries, he had asked many times how he would secure that one in particular. The people laughed, and told him that that particular room would secure itself.
Waves, cascades of soft light poured forth from it in the form of waves, almost as if the door had been holding back tides of water. Again and again it assaulted Draco's eyes, which he, out of idiotic curiosity, attempted to keep open. Lupin was fallen over, hunched, with his own eyes covered, but a two-figure silhouette was running into the light, into the room, and shutting the door….
The deluge of light ended, and there was silence.
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Pain, in its every form, ceased to exist. They floated, suspended in air, and suddenly Sirius was more than conscious… he could move as he never had before, and Hermione no longer had to drag him.
He opened his mouth to speak but found that he could not. Hermione put one finger over her lips, and then smiled warmly at him, swimming through the thick light air to Sirius, where she leaned forward and pressed that very finger to his lips.
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The door opened once more, and two bodies toppled out of the light, falling one on top of the other onto the ground. The door shut itself quickly, and it was dark again.
Malfoy had given in and shut his eyes, and they stung terribly, but Lupin opened his and rushed to the bodies of Hermione and Sirius, quickly checking for breaths and pulses.
There seemed to be nothing wrong with either. Lupin blinked. Malfoy, swearing under his breath, finally grew strength to open his eyes completely, but they fluttered in hesitance. When he spoke, it was shakily, as if he had just seen something that had branded his life.
"What happened? Are they alright?"
"They're… fine. Unconscious, but just fine. It almost looks like they're just sleeping." Lupin pulled slightly on Hermione's arm, and she rolled off of Sirius. For the first time her could see her face. She looked almost like she was having a really, really wonderful dream, eyes shut lightly with a warm smile on her face. Lupin waved his wandlight over Sirius's face, which held a very similar expression.
"Hospital?"
There was a pause. Lupin was hesitant, but he said, "Er… yeah. They might be out for a while, and I'd like to be able to hear what they say when they wake up."
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A/N: And that's the end of that!
Sequel or Don't Leave Home?