Severus and Lucius spun around, frightened. So intent they were on their job to be done, they had completely tuned out any surrounding noises. Standing behind them was the Minister of Magic, Mr. Ludo Bagman.
"And what are you two doing here today?" said Mr. Bagman. "You, Mr. Malfoy, were in Azkaban, were you not?"
"I was let out two years ago, Mr. Bagman," replied Lucius sardonically.
Satisfied, Severus and Lucius strutted off. They turned another corner, then another, and then another, but still did not hear any sound. Suddenly, they heard a noise- BANG! The two spun around, surprised.
A new door had appeared on their left, with a sign on it.
Auror training. No Death Eaters allowed.
Severus and Lucius were stunned. How could a door know that they were Death Eaters looking for the Auror training room? A lock clicked; the door that had been open on their left was now closed. Locks then started clicking all around Severus and Lucius. Somewhere deep inside, the two knew that there was some sort of censor that detected Protean Charms, and had activated all kinds of secret detectors throughout the Ministry building.
Undaunted, Severus and Lucius continued forward. After a few steps, they turned left again. At the end of this corridor, there was another door- a black one that blended with the walls. However, neither of them thought that this was suspicious in any way. They continued to move forward, thinking that maybe, the mysterious black door could be another way into the Auror training room.
Severus reached his hand forward and turned the handle on the black door. It wouldn't budge. He tried again, with no success. Whipping out his wand, Severus screamed, "Alohamora!", but the handle still would not turn. Agitated, Lucius ran up from behind and ran for the door. He stuck out his hands in order to push the door open. Instead, he fell through the door!
Shocked, Severus tried to do the same. But, when he ran for the door, he hit his head and fell backwards into a deep, dark abyss. He slid, unconscious, down a skinny tunnel and through the ground.
Lucius spun, headfirst, down a small tunnel and under the ground. He slipped in and out of consciousness as he whipped around. The tunnel's mouth began to narrow, and Lucius's circular motions began do decrease. Eventually, they stopped, but Lucius slid downward still, headfirst.
They landed with a thud in a muddy area underneath the streets of London. Both unconscious, Severus and Lucius lay there, prone to anything around them, for the longest time. Then, just as the first rays of dawn rose above them, and a small sliver of light shone through the muddy walls surrounding them, their eyes began to slowly open wide.
Severus awoke first, and, to his great surprise, he was covered in dirt. He ran like a werewolf around the enclosed area, but could find no way out.
Lucius regained consciousness a few moments later, and could not understand why he was so wet and muddy. He sat up, and banged his head on the low ceiling overhead.
The two of them walked slowly around the area, pushing and tapping on the mud walls. Just as they had begun to give up hope, a small section of wall, buried beneath a sheet of moss, gave way. Cautiously, they peered through the tiny opening and saw a gigantic room, complete with all magical objects known to man- well, wizard. Without hesitation, they slid through the hole, and into…