would it be beautiful?
or just a beautiful disaster...
Slytherin castle, a tall dark manor at the top of a hill. It was an amazing replica of Hogwarts castle, with its two towers and fantastic courtyard. But the atmosphere around it felt ominous at best. There I stood its gates looming threateningly above me. "How do you suppose well get in there?" I asked.
Ron got on his broom. And flew overhead. "Mr. Weasley!" Dumbledore shouted.
Just then Ron was zapped and he and his broom came crashing down on to the ground. "Bloody Hell." he said getting up from the ground.
"You can't possibly think that Voldemort hadn't fortified the castle." I said looking back at him.
"This is no time for arguments." Dumbledore said pondering our situation.
I ran a finger through my hair forgetting I had it up in a tidy bun. I came across my hairpin and I got an idea. Pulling my hairpin out, I headed towards the lock on the gate. I worked the key into the lock and felt the lock click then give way.
"Got it." I said opening up the gate.
"Well done Mrs. Potter." Dumbledore lead the way into the castle gates wand at the ready.
We flew low up the treacherous hill pondering the best way to enter the castle. "this castle is an exact replica of Hogwarts. It should be recognizable though not quite so easy to navigate." Dumbledore stated.
"Do you mean it's got the moving stairs and everything?" Ron asked.
"I'm afraid so Mr. Weasley." Ron cringed, I guess he didn't like the fact that it could be days before anyone saw Harry again.
We scurried inside the castle through the courtyard, slunk within a small dark hallway. "Which way should we go?" Ron said.
"Perhaps if we split up." Dumbledore stated. "The two of you go one way, and I shall go the other."
"With all due respect sir, but you've just recovered from... the grave, I don't think you should be on your own." Ron sated.
"I've promised Professor McGonagall that you would return safely." I agreed with Ron.
"Right so you go with Hermione..." Ron stated but I had already continued down the dark Corridor leaving them to travel together. Harry was calling; I could feel him near.
Harry can you hear me? I thought as I walked slowly.
Yes I can where are you? He responded.
I'm here, in some dark hallway.
'Mione... you didn't come on your own? Did you?
No... Ron and Dumbledore are here... Somewhere.
There was a pause. I could hear sounds of feet around me. So I stopped and hid behind a tapestry.
So you're saying you're alone.
I'm not.
You are... stay there; I'll find you.