Revealed

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Harry Potter…only J.K Rowling does

Chapter 3:

The nothingness was disturbed. Small vibrations were cutting through that infinite in which he was prisoner. He was startled by it, it was the first time, since his arrival to that inhospitable place, that any movement was perceived in the atmosphere.

He kept still, waiting. For a long time it didn't seem to occur anything more, but suddenly he could clearly hear the echo of a voice, hardly a whisper, which seemed to be pronouncing the words of some type of spell or conjure. The murmur continued for some minutes more and then the silence fell, a terrifying silence that turned his stomach. He never felt so alone, so helpless, so dead, like he felt then. The voice had renewed his hope, it had made him dream again… and suddenly that voice had left him.

When he managed to calm down and think straight again, he realized something. He had heard a voice… therefore he wasn't alone. Maybe there was someone trapped with him. That or somebody had tried to take him out from the veil.

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Hermione had been working in the Mysteries Department since the end of the war, from there she had tried to discover all the information she could concerning the veil. She had read innumerable books about it, she had spent hours and hours contemplating it and trying to decipher all of these symbols carved in the stone of the arch, she had talked with experts and she had become one of them. You could say that she was obsessed, but it wasn't like this. The only thing that the girl longed for was to recover a piece of her past, a piece that would make her forget the misery, the terror, the death…

That morning she arrived at the Ministry and she went directly towards the office of her boss, Humphrey Schlink.

"Good morning"

"Good morning Granger" said the man, leaning comfortably in his armchair.

The girl looked at him, he was in his early forties, obese and strict. The man was starting to have grey hair and seemed really tired. It reminded Hermione of her former professor and Head of House, Minerva Mcgonagall, since the two were equally strict and required the best of their workers or students. But he was kind too, specially with her.

"I need your permission to enter the room of the veil"

Since the end of the war the room had been closed and few could enter it, since the Death Eaters had used the archaic and unknown artefact to eliminate some of his enemies.

"Again? Granger… ¿What have you discovered now?" said the man with a tired gesture.

"This time it's for real… please"

"Ok, ok you win, I only hope that all goes well"

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She put the heavy key in the magic lock and waited, some seconds later the piece of metal started to turn by itself. After a series of creaks and metal cracks the door finally opened. And there, in the centre of the room, upon a pedestal, was resting the big stone arch, from where was hanging the veil that had taken Sirius and some others.

She took the book out from her bag with infinite care and stood there, contemplating its hard covers… It had been so hard to obtain it. There were only three copies in the world, which had been written by Salazar Slytherin and his loyal companion, Fergus Spinne. To get the antique volume she had crawled along all the dwellings of former Death Eaters and along Knokturn Alley until she finally found it. Well she didn't find it, Arthur Weasley did in one of his raids, in the big Malfoy Manor.

She had obtained the book but the problems didn't stop there, the blessed volume was written in an archaic and complex idiom, which, of course, she had to learn to be able to decode it. Finally the nigh before she had managed to do it.

The first chapters explained basically the creation of the veil, a dangerous and crazy process that even our insatiable girl wouldn't have dreamt on doing it.

The following fragments of the book exposed the objectives for which the artefact was created, it was neither a suicide method nor a way to eliminate enemies, like some experts had deduced. It was the entrance to another world, a world to rest, to forget and from which you had to come out with help. It could be used too as a prison, but it wasn't mortal.

Finally the book explained how to take out somebody from its infinites depths. It was too, like all the things related to it, a complicated and dangerous process. But she had nothing to lose anymore.

Hermione came out of the trance in which she had been and approached the veil, once she arrived in front of it she sat on the hard and cold floor of that underground room of the Ministry.

She knew what she had to do, but equally she read the instructions again. After that she put the old volume in her bag again.

She stood and placed herself in front of the veil. Her face reflected the tense state in which she was in, she was really nervous, since the girl sensed, knew, that that time would be the definitive…


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