The red hot flames surrounded Harry. Anastasia couldn't see what was happening to him. The flames began to circle Harry and rise up and down him, leaving no place for him to escape.
"Harry, Harry are you alright, answer me!" she was shouting into the flames. He did not reply. Suddenly she saw that the flames were smothering him, he couldn't breathe. He fell to the ground, the flames still on him. Anastasia quickly ran over to him, waved her hand at the flames. The flames dropped to a small fire, then crawled back to the wall, which was slowly distinguishing. "Oh my God Harry, are you okay?" Just by looking at him, anyone would think he was not okay, that he was dead. But somehow she didn't think so. His face was black and covered in burns. His arms had scars and wounds, from being attacked by this unexpected thing. "Harry, wake up! Wake up!" She bent down low; she was just centimetres from his face. Then she kissed him on the cheek, just a small peck.
He slowly woke up. "What…happened?"
"Oh not much Harry, you flew into a magical aggressive wall and was attacked by fire! That's about it!"
He looked up at her, she was smiling. Her long wavy hair was flying with the wind; suddenly he saw how beautiful she is. She gave him her hand to help him up.
"Okay, now we have to find a way to get through the wall, without being attacked."
"Why don't we just fly over it, I mean it can't go on forever-"
"Harry, if we do, whatever, or whoever is in their, will be able to detect us. So if we just find a way to get in, you can just use-"
"-the invisibility dust, so no one can see us!"
"Exactly!"
Harry got out the bag with the dust in it. "Okay, now how are we going to do this…?"
"Clearly there is a spell on this wall…"
"Clearly."
"We have to find out how to stop the spell to let us in…how to stop a fire…" she was thinking, she was onto something. She had a look on her face that knew what to do, but she was waiting to see if Harry did.
"Yeah…but how do you stop a fire?"
Anastasia gave him a look, as if he was supposed to get the answer by now.
"WATER!"
"Yes! That's perfect…do you know any spells Harry?"
"Oh do I know any spells," he had smug look on his face, "Of course!"
"Well then genius…after you!" She bowed down in a mocking way, signalling him to go first.
Harry walked over the where he remembered the was and looked back at Anastasia, who gave him a shrug, as if to say, You know what you're doing, right?. He lifted his wand to the wall and shouted "Avum Patora" Water splashed out onto the wall and splashed back onto Harry.
Anastasia let out a huge laugh. "Nicely done Harry!" Harry, who was now soaking wet, just ignored her. "Harry, did you even think that if there was no fire, how were you supposed to be able to put it out?"
He was dumbstruck. "No…but that would have been good. Why don't you just do it then, Little-Miss-Know-It-All?"
"Okay, stand back Harry!" She picked up a rock that was on the ground and threw it at the wall. The wall lit up, blazing with red hot fire. She waved her hands in the air and water splashed onto the fire. The fire distinguished. Suddenly there was a clearing in the wall. "Okay Harry, you might have to put the invisibility dust on.
Harry got his bag out and went to sprinkle the dist over him, but was stoped by Anastasia. "Wait!"
"What?"
"We should be able to see each other, I don't want to lose you… and something bad could happen…"
Harry just looked at Anastasia with a concerned look on his face. Something bad, like I haven't heard that before! "Okay…"
She got some dust from Harry's bag into her hands then circled her hand over Harry's head. The dust slowly began to sprinkle out of her hand. "Done! Let's go!"
They walked through the opening, inside was a small cottage house, with a stone pathway to the front door. A light was on, there was someone home. Anastasia went first along the side of the cottage, and then Harry followed. She looked into a window. She saw a lady sitting on a rocking chair reading by the fire.
Harry peered through the window. "What's going on-"
"Shh Harry, we may be invisible but they can still hear us!" She whispered. "Follow me, we have to get inside." She walked around to another windowed, peered through. She only saw a desk. There was no one there. She went to open the window and luckily it was unlocked. She opened it and climbed through and signalled Harry to follow, quietly. They were both in the room. Harry was looking around. He saw something strange. It was a statue of a pineapple. He went over to grab it – "HARRY! Don't touch anything!"
"Sorry."
Anastasia slowly opened the door to see some stairs that lead up. She and Harry quietly left the room and went up the stairs into a attic-like room. The room was filled with old junk, and dust. Harry saw something shining on a table at the centre of the room. Anastasia was busy looking through at a bookshelf. Harry went to pick up the shining object but Anastasia turned around and shouted "HARRY DON'T TOUCH IT, IT'S A PORTKEY" They heard footsteps and the door flung opened. Anastasia grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him to the other side of the small table.
A man wearing long black robes walked to the table. He had scars on his face and his robes were slightly ripped. The man held onto the shining object. Anastasia quickly pushed Harry onto the port key and grabbed on herself. They felled a swirling and lifted of the ground.
They finally landed. They were in a dark, dark place. They heard another voice, a drak, deep voice.
"Finally, I've been waiting for you."