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Chapter Sixteen; Magic is Might, Part two.
Me Note; sorry for the late update, It feels like our teachers at school is intentionally putting all out our homework and tests this last week and the week, right before Christmas vacation, and I know that this chapter should be something special for being delayed for over three weeks, but I'm sorry it isn't, This chapter stinks according to me. Sorry.
A quarter past eight did Alicia leave the room, with a slight nervousness did she walk down the hall, now was the slightly hard part starting to come. Down the hall had Alicia gotten vision of the Minister, right before the two of them was about to cross paths, she put her hand in her handbag and pretended that she looked for something, and accidentally bumped her shoulder into him.
"Oh minister I'm so sorry, I should be more careful, next time." Alicia apologized.
"Yes you should." He said in a hostile tone and then continued to walk down the hall.
"And you should be more careful about your stuff." Alicia muttered to herself as she put the keys she had carefully taken out of his pocket in her bag.
She continued walking down the hall, until she stopped, looked around to see if anyone was watching her, and opened the door to the storage and walked inside it.
While inside the cubicle sized storage she took off her high heeled shoes, her jacket and the skirt she was wearing, which was leaving her with a fitting tee and a pair of shorts. She hid her clothes in the bag and climbed up a cabinet to get to the ventilation system.
Believe it or not, but the Ministry of Magic had a ventilation system, but it wasn't actually used anymore, it was old and had been used last somewhere around 1940. Then did they come up with a better system to ventilate the Ministry. All over the place had it been taken down, except from on the first floor for some stupid reason. And that was very lucky from Alicia, since it was going to take her where she needed.
She took off the ventilation shaft grate as silently as possible and placed it by her feet. She took a good look into the ventilation tunnel. "When we get the Ministry back, I swear that I will make a request that somebody clean this up." She muttered to herself. The ventilation tunnel was filled with dust and dirt. She now wished that she had her wand so that she could make it cleaner, but she had left it with George, since she wasn't able to use it.
Taking a deep and silently reminding herself that she's doing this for the greater good she pushed in her bag and then she climbed into the ventilation tunnel. She felt grossed as she had to crawl her way through the ventilation tunnel. She got a strange déjà vu feeling while she was crawling down her way, one of her muggle friends, who also had worked with her, had a movie night about six months ago, and insisted (Forced) Alicia to come, said that it would be a real delight.
Anyway, she, Sasha, had sowed this movie about a professional burglar who had used a ventilation system to get into the bank he was robbing, a very exciting movie. It had made Alicia wonder why the wizarding society never had anything that resembled movies. Unfortunately she couldn't remember the name of the first movie, but the second movie she didn't think she would ever forget. They had watched a movie called Halloween, the sixth movie in a series had Sasha told her.
It was a horror movie, and Alicia got so... scared, horrified by the movie, she was so completely surprised how a simple picture could make her feel. It was so unbelievable, that Muggles could surprise her. Over and over again since she had started to work around muggles, had she gotten more and more surprised about how much the wizarding society had underestimated muggles, they were quite nifty, the only thing was that wizards and witches was smarter in a different way.
After probably ten minutes of crawling in the dirt and dust of the unclean ventilation tunnel, Alicia had reached her destination. The plan was so that she would come out from the ceiling in the hallway that was right before the room with the MMP in it.
She tried to take off the shaft grate as silently as possibly; it was facing down and a lot harder to take off than the other one. But she still managed to take it off and place it in front of the hole and just to be safe she pushed it further down the tunnel. When she looked down the hole she could only see the carpet, and suddenly a strange feeling came into her, how the hell was she going to get down without causing any suspicion? She knew for sure that there was only one security guard in the room, but if she made too much noise, would he be able to set off some kind of alarm before she dealt with him?
She looked at her watch, 08;23, she had to 08;45 before she had to take the rest of the Polyjuice potion she had with her, Percy had an extra in backup in case that something happened. She couldn't stay up there for any longer time, she grabbed the edge of the hole, and just got a crazy thought that she could "dive" down the hole, head first. She shook off the crazy feeling, and got a better idea.
She pushed the shaft grate slowly further down the tunnel, then she crawled forward over the hole, and right when her pelvis was over the hole she let her legs and feet fell out of the hole and then she pushed herself down the whole so that she would land on her feet, the only problem was that she didn't land on her feet, instead her knees bended and she fell hard onto her side, still with her bag in her hand.
The security guard, who conveniently was just a couple of feet in front of where she had landed, and with a couple of swift moves and kicks she had practised on Fred (hence the comment on being her punch-bag), the security guard was down on the floor, she reached for her bag and opened it. She used the chloroform on the cloth and felt a little foolish when she placed it over the security guards nose and mouth and like predicted he soon became unconscious.
Feeling a slight accomplishment, she put back the cloth and the chloroform in the bag, but this time she felt something wet and slight disgusting further down in the bag, she looked into it and saw that on the bottle with the Polyjuice potion had the cork fallen off, nothing left in the bottle. The accomplishment turned into panic, if she didn't fix this and had come up to Percy before 08;45, she was toast. In the form of Wendy, she could easily move around the ministry, but in the form and looks of herself... well, you can probably guess yourself.
She looked at her watch; it was 08;26, nineteen minutes left before she was in serious trouble. She calmed down a bit and took out the keys from the bag. Kingsley had told her that to the doors that there a need for heavier security had there been installed muggle locks, but with magical improvement, you could only use the key to get through them. That was quite nifty too.
When she came into the room, she saw that it was exactly like Kingsley had described it, the MMP was in the middle of the room with a magical laser field formed as a cubicle, but the top removed, around it. Now did the real hard part come, the disarming of the MMP.
The ceiling was about nine feet up, and in some miraculous way did she manage to get up on the ceiling and over the MMP with just the use of the grapple and a suction plug, and when she had made sure that the grapple was fixed to the ceiling she lowered herself down the rope to the MMP.
08;30, she had still not fixed the, she looked at her watch and took it easily, she had plenty of time left.
08;38, she felt as if she was halfway through, but she had mixed up the second amalgamation, if she was supposed to put the third to the fifth and fourth or was it the other way around?
08;40, after some thinking she realized that it had to be what she had to think of first, she tried it and held her breath for about half a minute, but when the little lamp at the front of the MMP didn't turn red, but green, she felt relieved, a few things left and she was done.
08;43, now was she done, the light on the MMP was put out and a tube surfaced. The covering iris widened to reveal the crystal inside. She smiled to herself and took out the crystal and look at her watch.
08;44, she realize that she have less than a minute to get down to solid ground. She slide up the rope to the grappler and to save time she swing on the rope a little and then jump all the way over the magical laser field, and then land onto the floor.
When she reaches the floor she can feel the transformation start inside her, Wendy are a few inches longer than Alicia, her hair are longer and the two of them have complete different facial and body structures. People may say that the transformation doesn't hurt that much, and Alicia can agree with them that it doesn't hurt, but it feels, it feels in a very unpleasant way. She collapsed to the floor as the transformation happened.
She sat up again when she felt that the transformation had stopped. She had to think, she knew she was in deep shit trouble. How was she going to make it all the way to Percy without being seen? Maybe the fact that she had coloured her hair and the fact that nobody would ever believe that she would break into the ministry, okay she had to admit that her breaking into the Ministry was more believable than Harry Potter and his faithful followers braking into the Ministry, which would just be laughable.
She walked over to the door, took up her bag and walked out of the room, once outside the room she took out the grappler and then stood under the hole and fired it up so that it took hold of the ceiling inside the hole, then sliding up the rope and, with loads of trouble, crawling into the ventilation tunnel.
While pushing the bag in front of her, she crawled the tunnel and turned left at the T-junction, just like it stood on the writing on her arm. It had been George's idea that they put some writing on her arms, in case that she forgot something.
But as she came to the end of the tunnel as realized that she had actually taken the wrong turn, since at the end of this tunnel was it going down, straight down for Merlin knew how long. She got a bit closer and looked down it, geezh, she would not like to fall down there, she couldn't even see how long it went since it was pitch dark. She moved to turn around in the tunnel, but she accidentally slipped on some dust and fell (since for some stupid reason was leaning downwards), feet first, down the down going tunnel. But she got a hold of the edge of the ventilation tunnel.
At this point was she starting to panic, and her palms started to sweat. She tried to get up the edge, but she couldn't. The panic in her body rose and her palms was just getting sweatier and sweatier. She could not get up. She felt worried, started to wonder how far down the tunnel was going, she took a deep breath and changed her thoughts to ways she could success fully get out of this situation alive.
Maybe it wasn't so far down, she should just let go and fall down the tunnel, trusting her luck.
No! She never had so much luck in her pervious life, sure she had been luck at several different times, but she shouldn't rely on this.
Maybe she still should let go of the edge.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, she remembers that she have the grappler with her. She may have lost her bag down the tunnel, but she had put the grappler into her pocket, just out of laziness.
Blessing and thanking her laziness, she took out the grappler and fixed it to the wall she was facing while she was slipping more and more since she had only one hand left to hold herself up with.
She didn't have time to check if the grappler was going to stick to the wall, she instead lowered herself down the tunnel. When her feet finally felt ground, after a pretty long time of sliding down, everything was pitch black and she could feel her bag, which she had dropped when she realized that there was a whole. Before she completely let go of the grappler, she felt around if there was somewhere she could go from there. On the wall right in front of her could she feel a hole.
But the whole wasn't the trouble, when she let go of the grappler, and stood on the ground. The ground fell, it appeared that the ground under Alicia's feet wasn't the ventilation, it was a shaft great. So she fell right through the shaft grate and down onto the floor. Onto the hard and slightly dirty floor.
"Ouch." She said when she had landed on the floor. She seemed to have landed in some kind storage, not different from the one a few levels up. She wondered on which level she was on.
She stood up and rubbed the place where it hurt the most from the hard landing. She pressed her ear to the door and listened. There wasn't any noise on the other side of the door so Alicia reckoned that it probably was safe to go outside. Out of the bag did she pull out the skirt and the jacket she had worn earlier, she didn't bother with the shoes, in case she had to run away, she run in high heels wasn't so particular comfortable.
She opened the door and looked out in the hallway, there didn't seem to be anyone there, she walked out of it and started to walk to her left direction. Something that bothered her was that she didn't know on what level she was at.
She remembered that her dad had once told her about the emergency exit in this underground building. On the first and bottom floor was there a door which lead to a stair case which lead up to the muggle apartment building in London. The locks on them were none magical, but the doors could only be opened from inside the ministry, not from the outside.
She was a little mad over herself for being in this position, why couldn't she have backed away from the hole far enough to be sure that she could make a sure turn around. Why didn't she?
She looked at her watch, it was ten to nine. No time to worry, at least did she have to be out of the ministry at lunch time. At that time would people be all over the place to get to lunch.
Moving forward and still having no clue on which level she was at, she sighed to herself and rounded a corner. Yet again not thinking she might bump into somebody, she did bump into somebody. She gasped for breath and cursed mentally at herself for not thinking again. Of all people she could have run into while she was at the ministry, she had to run into the wannabe Death Eater Albert Runcorn, the one who had given in names of more Muggle-born people than anyone else.
She made quick move forward and made a kick toward his chest so that he stumbled backwards. Then she swiftly moved to his back and placed her arm around his throat.
"Wait!" He said in a voice that baffled Alicia little, he almost sounded scared.
"Why?" Alicia asked.
"Don't kill me; it's me, Harry Potter." He said.
"What?" Alicia asked. But suddenly it came to her, it could be possible thinking about that he hadn't drawn his wand when he saw her, the expression on his face was more of a surprised/relieved 'what are you doing here', than a surprised/angry 'what are you doing here'. But she still didn't let go of the grip she had at him. "When was the last time that you spoke to Remus Lupin?" She asked him.
"Three days after the Wedding, he came to us." The alleged Harry Potter answered.
"Okay." Alicia wasn't one hundred percent sure it really was Harry. "Follow up. How and why did you catch the snitch at our first game like you did?"
"I caught it with my mouth because, I stumbled off my broom." He answered. "Oliver Wood called it 'the Potter catch', and made me promise never to do that again."
She released him out of the grip she had. He stumbled a few feet forward catching his breath and turned around toward her.
"What are you doing here, do you know what happens if you get caught?" Alicia asked him worried. "Afterthought, don't tell me. How have you been?"
"We have been good. How is everybody else, any deaths?" He answered.
"No deaths, as far as I know. Everybody is okay... mostly worried about you, Ron and Hermione." Alicia answered.
"Tell them that we are alright and have stuff in motion." Harry answered.
"That's good. We'd better get going." Alicia said.
"Right." Harry nodded and they started to move in separate direction.
"Wait a minute." Alicia said and turned around toward him. "What level is this?" She had forgotten that she could ask him that.
"Bottom level." Harry answered.
"Can you do something for me?" She continued.
"Sure." Harry answered. "But it depends on what it is; I don't have so much time left you know."
"I understand, But if you happen to see Mr. Weasley or Percy, just if you see any of them, can you tell them that Mission Impossible Failed, get to the Leaky Caldron?" Alicia told him. She had, just on joke, been calling this mission; Mission Impossible, so if Mr. Weasley or Percy heard this, they'd probably understand what it meant.
"I will, if I see any one of them." Harry said, he looked a little confused over the message, but Alicia didn't need him to understand, just to be able to deliver the message.
"Thanks, Good Luck." Alicia said.
"You too." Harry responded and once again did they depart ways.
So, she was at the bottom floor, in a way was that a little bit of a relief. She needed to get to the emergency exit and then get to the Leaky Cauldron, there did they have a room where someone was supposed to wait, and she would only go there if something had gone wrong, which it had in this case.
Still bare foot she walked down the hall, she knew that the exit was on the other side of the hall from the elevator. So she had to see if the elevator was in the direction she was going toward.
She found out that the elevator was at the direction she was heading toward, but since her luck was completely gone today, and she didn't exactly know how far it was toward the elevator and the evil Death Eaters which was waiting for the elevator wasn't exactly chatty. They seemed to have heard her walking down the hall and when she rounded the corner they saw her before she had time to turn away.
"Hey, look, it's her." One of the two Death Eaters exclaimed to the other and pointed toward her.
"Oh bother." Alicia cursed softly to herself and as quickly as possible started to run down the hall into the other direction.
Me Note; Sorry for the Stinky chapter, but now have I done this at least. And I'm also very sorry for the fact that It have taken me over three weeks to post this. But I haven't been able to write anything, it's like my brain have just shut down. I have been staring at this document for like ever and haven't been able to come up with anything, sorry about that.
Anyways, thanks to my Reviewers, hope that you'll continued review after this chapter, though. If you feel up to it, Read and Review my other stories; "The Power Within" and "Life Goes On". If you haven't already.
