On Their Way

It had been nearly a month since Harry's friends agreed to help him fight Voldemort. They told no one about it and talked about it often, using the Room of Requirement for privacy. They knew that if that what they were planning leaked out, there would be consequences. The Order wouldn't approve of it. They always want to protect Harry, and do all of the work. Harry wasn't going to stand for it any longer. The prophecy said the truth. It was about Harry, not the Order. Harry is the only one who can defeat Voldemort. He couldn't wait to rid the muggle and wizarding world of evil. That's what kept him motivated. Finishing off old Voldie once and for all.

It was the night before the End of the Year Feast when the four snuck out of the Common Room. Harry had wanted to go before the N.E.W.T.'s, but Hermione convinced him to do it afterwards. She didn't want this to distract them from the exams. Harry was glad they were finally over, and they were already on their way.

"Which way's the statue?" Ron whispered.

At that moment Harry remembered that Ron, Hermione, nor Ginny, had ever taken the passage to Honeyduke's with him. 'Well they're in for a treat,' he thought.

"Right this way," he answered.

They walked for about ten minutes, through twisting and turning hallways, with Harry in the lead. Finally, they reached it.

"Okay, all you do is climb through the hump on the witch's back. You slide down and land on the cold dark cement at the bottom. Then we walked through the tunnel for about an hour until we reach Honeyduke's. I'll go first."

Harry opened the small door, and climbed through, followed closely by Ginny, Hermione, and Ron. They all reached the bottom and started walking through the tunnel.

"When we reach the end there will be stairs, and then an opening in the ceiling, leading into the Honeyduke's basement." Harry explained.

"Wow, this place is cool. I wonder who built these." Ron stated.

"Probably the founders." Hermione said.

"They might have. I'm just glad the Marauders found these, or else we'd be screwed right now." Harry proclaimed.

Ginny stuck close to Harry. "Are you sure this is safe?" she asked, a little above a whisper.

"Of course Gin. I've been here loads of times," Harry answered. "Trust me."

"I do. I'm just a bit nervous about this whole thing. What if it backfires?"

He turned to face her. He cupped his hand under her chin. "Sweetie, stop worrying. We'll be fine," he assured her, before kissing her forehead.

Ginny smiled. "I'll try."

Approximately an hour later, they climbed the stairs and went up the trap door. It was dark and damp in the basement of Honeyduke's. They heard movement upstairs.

"Shit. Alright we'll just go from here. Hold on to me," Harry ordered.

They each did as he asked, and he thought of where he wanted to go. And with a soft pop, they disappeared.

The night was dark and misty. Hooded figures walked about the cave. The man with a snake-like face paced back and forth, while a short man was huddled in a corner. The pacing man suddenly stopped and faced the other.

"He's coming."

"W-What exactly d-do you mean, Master?" the short man replied.

"You know damn well what I mean Wormtail. The boy is coming. Call the others. It's time to end this once and for all. I will come to power once again."

Voldemort let out a high pitched laugh as Wormtail fearfully ran out of the cave, doing what his master asked.