A/N: Don't own anything to do with Harry Potter

A/N: This chapter is a bit boring in the beginning, but better in the end, promise!

Chapter 2

Harry had mentioned to Hermione in the elevator if they should just enter the Department casually and be open about talking to the suspected Auror; he wanted to take him by surprise. He also thought that they could just Apparate to one of the rooms that he had already been in. Hermione, still the logical bookworm, said that it would look suspicious if two Aurors walked into the Department when Jiller was the only one there. And also to Harry's other question… "I'm not too sure if that is a good idea; what if he is right behind us?" So Harry recalled his Auror knowledge to enter stealthily.

So, the young Aurors looked cautiously out of the open elevator. The pair walked forward slowly, with their footfalls echoing off of the plain stone walls of the empty corridor.

Harry drew out his wand from his holster, and quickly stepped in front of the little opening in the wall to the right with his wand pointed outward; he always looked for possible hiding places first. After the way to Courtroom Ten was clear, Hermione moved closer to the lone black door at the end of the long corridor. She grasped the cold handle…and pulled it open with Harry ready for Jiller to possibly come out…but he only saw the familiar black, circular room with handless doors, and blue flames.

The Aurors walked in, and Hermione muttered "Flagrate!" and an X appeared on their door. They then closed the door…and watched as the doors began to spin. They watched, getting a little disorientated and dizzy, until the wall started to slow down and eventually stop. They knew as much as Percy did at what Jiller did in the Department of Mysteries…and Percy only knew that Jiller worked here. They decided to go the way that they had gone 4 years ago.

They walked straight, and pushed open the door. They did not see the tank of brains in the familiar room, thankfully, but they also did not see anyone else. They then walked cautiously to the next door to find…the veil in the room that Harry was tried in. Harry stared…he heard whispering again…but he did not know who it was. Harry looked down at it with awe and wondered if Sirius was in there. He listened hard…but could tell that it did not sound like Sirius. But if it wasn't his Godfather, then who…Harry was brought back to the present from a tugging on his shirt sleeve. Harry turned to look at Hermione; her brow was frowned slightly as she continued to look at the slightly moving black curtain.

"Come along Harry; we have to find him," she said firmly as she pulled Harry to the open door again. As an afterthought, she said in a hushed voice, "I hear it too."

They exited, and put another X on the black door that they had originally entered. Again, the doors begin to spin, and Harry and Hermione became dizzy again. After the doors stood still again, they proceeded to another door.

They entered the room…and found the crystal bell jar in front of them. They looked around at all of the clocks and the cabinet full of Time-Turners; no one was there.

Harry moved in front of a giant grandfather clock to his left to inspect it closer. It looked like it was made of pure gold, and the glass cabinet on its front had tiny rubies embedded around its edges. He could see the reflection of a boy in awe and the other clocks behind him too. Harry could hear as Hermione gasped at another beautiful clock to his right and looked at it himself; another beauty. He laughed a little; here they were admiring clocks with a Death Eater on the loose. He then looked at the clock in front of him...and his heart seemed to stop beating and he stopped breathing. He saw his terrified self, and instead of the wall behind him…he saw a cloaked figure.

Harry spun around with his wand out…but there was no one there. Hermione looked over at Harry pointing his wand at the clock-covered wall and asked with a hint of worry, "What's wrong?"

Harry, his heart still beating as fast as his Firebolt can fly, looked around the room. He then walked toward her slowly while he lowered his wand. He then looked at her with widened eyes behind his round-framed glasses, when he had gotten closer and said, "I…I thought I saw him…but he was gone when I turned around."

They then heard a small ding…ding…ding… behind Hermione. They both looked at the little clock, and for some reason, their hearts began to beat a little harder.

Then, they heard a little sound among the dinging that made their ears perk backwards. They turned and saw the glass cabinet flying towards them.

Harry and Hermione saw something coming fast and spun around to Apparate…but in their minds…they heard whispering. Their minds went blank of their original destination and instead thought of the veil. They wondered why they had heard the whispering…and wished that they hadn't Apparated to the veil later that day.

The cabinet bashed into them right when they Apparated to the dais in front of the veil. The cabinet crashed into them, piercing them with glass as it crashed into their bodies. The Time-Turners spilled all around; on Harry and Hermione and on the floor. The wood was too solid to completely brake, so it ran into them, making them fly backwards. They were sent over the step to the veil…and fell through.

Harry could see the delicate black curtain to his left fly by through his cracked glasses. He thought Oh no…and all turned black.