They walked quietly, with nerves spiking their being. The room they found themselves, had great black doors matching the one they just came through. They encircled them as soon as they walked out, dozens of doors surrounding them. The room itself was black, the marble floor, the ceiling. The only light was flickering blue flames casting their light into the dimness they were in. If Lyla hadn't spent her life inside a dark forest, she may find herself fearful of the room.
"Someone shut the door." Harry said still leading the party.
Neville obliged, only to make everything darker, harder to see.
Lyla looked to Harry, for the next order. He himself was gazing to over to a particular set of doors.
Suddenly the room gave a small shudder, only to be followed by the room moving in one direction. The walls were rotating.
It was blurred for a few seconds, until it slowly stopped.
"What was that all about?" whispered Ron, fearfully.
"I think it was to stop us knowing which door we came in through," Ginny said in a hushed voice.
Lyla knew she was right. She couldn't tell at all what door they had come through.
"How're we going to get back?" said Neville uncomfortably.
"Well, that doesn't matter now," Harry said, "we won't need to get out till we've found Sirius-"
"Don't go calling for him, through!" said Hermione, reminding him.
"Where do we go, then, Harry?" Ron asked.
"I don't-" Harry began, and then stopped. Swallowing nervously. "In the dreams I went through the door at the end of the corridor from the lifts into a dark room-that's this one-and then I went through another door into a room that kind of glitters. We should try a few doors. I'll know the right way when I see it. C'mon."
He bravely stepped forward to the first door, opening it and going inside.
The fist thing Lyla noticed, when she stepped in, was that there were no glittering lights.
Instead, lamps hung low, imuliating the place, the narrow corridor they seemed to have come by. It was still dark, but nothing like the room before. There were a few desks scattered around the edges and a glass tank, filled with green liquid, which could harbour them all. Inside, pearl-white objects floated lazily.
"What're those things?" whispered Ron.
"Dunno," said Harry.
"Are they fish?" Breathed Ginny
"Aquavirius Maggots!" said Luna excitedly. "Dad said the Ministry were breeding-"
"No," Hermione said. She sounded odd, and as Lyla creped closer to the tank, looking at the objects, she could see why.
"There brains." Hermione finished.
"Brains?"
"Yes…I wonder what they're doing with them?"
"Let's get out of here," said Harry. "This isn't right, we need to try another door."
"There are doors here, too." Pointed out Ron.
"In my dream I went through that dark room into the second one," Harry said. "I think we should go back and try from there."
They hurried back to the circular room, going back into its darkness.
"Wait!" Hermione said sharply, as Luna made to close the door of the brain room behind them. "Flagrate!"
She drew with her wand in midair and a fiery 'X' appeared on the door. As soon as the door closed, the room began its's impossible fast rotation again, but this time, a golden, red blur was added to blue. When it stopped, the door still had the 'X' stamped on, burning brightly.
"Good thinking," Harry said, "Okay, let's try this one."
Harry opened another door, stepping inside.
As Lyla came out, the first thing to catch her eye, was an ancient stone arch, in the middle of the circular room. It was so old, Lyla, couldn't believe it was still standing. She kept thinking it was going to crumble to pieces any second.
"Who's there?" Harry called out, to no one in particular.
"Careful!" Hermione whispered.
Harry continued to walk towards the archway, Lyla slowly followed.
As she got closer, she could her faint, whispers coming from the archway, sounding like voices?
"Sirius?" Harry said, looking closely at the archway, seeing to take in every detail.
""Let's go," called Hermione, a little bit further away from them. "This isn't right, Harry, come on, let's go."
She sounded scared and Harry continued to ignore her.
"Harry, let's go, okay?" Hermione said more forcefully, trying to grab his attention.
"What are you saying?" Harry said, loudly to the archway. It was then Lyla realised he could hear the voices too.
"Nobody's talking, Harry!" Hermione said, now moving towards him.
"Yes there is." Lyla said.
Hermione just looked disbelieving at her.
"I can hear it too…" Luna said, coming to look at the archway. "There are people in there!"
"What do you mean in there?" Hermione demanded. Sounding madder than necessary. "There isn't anybody 'in there', it's just an archway, there's no room for anyone to be there. Harry, stop it, come away-"
She tried to grab his arm and pull away.
"Harry, we are supposed to be here for Sirius!" She said in a high-pitched voice.
"Sirius…yeah…" Harry said, seeming mesmerised by the archway.
Lyla, realised she couldn't look away from the arch. It was strange, but she had this…nagging feeling in the back of her mind. It was just there, like an unreachable itch.
"Let's go." Harry said. He had come out of his spell.
"That's what I've been trying to- well, come on, then!" Hermione said. It was then that Lyla felt, someone grab her hand.
"Lyla, we have to go. We have to save Sirius?" It was Harry's voice and broke her own invisible spell. The nagging itch went with it.
She turned round just to see, Neville and Ginny in the same states. Hermione and Ron grabbed their hands dragging them away from the arch. They all went back through the door to the dark circular room.
"What d'you reckon the arch was?" Harry asked Hermione.
"I don't know, but whatever it was, it was dangerous," she said firmly, inscribing another 'X' on the door they had come through.
Once more the room, spun around them, until it slowly came to a halt.
Harry once, again pushed open a door.
"This is it!" he said, everybody else piling inside.
Lyla could see why, he said 'glittering'. For the light dazzled her, as she stepped through and, as her eyes adjusted, she could see the source was thousands and thousands of crystal balls. Each stacked on shelves that seemed to reach higher then the ceiling. She just stared mesmerised.
"You said it was row ninety-seven," Hermione whispered, looking at the rows.
Looking closely at the shelves, she could se they were numbered.
"Yeah…" Harry said, peering as well.
"We need to go right, I think," Hermione whispered. "Yes…that's fifty-three."
"Keep you wands ready," Harry said softly, to the others.
They walked on, counting the rows. Lyla didn't need to. She recognised the place now. It was another dream she had.
They were getting close.
"Ninety-seven!" Hermione whispered.
They stopped, Harry looking slightly ill.
"He's right down at the end," Harry said. "You can't see properly from here."
He led them between, the high shelves, some of the globes glowing as they passed.
"He should be near here," Harry whispered, convinced. "Anywhere here…really close…"
"Harry…" Hermione said quietly.
"Somewhere about…here…" he said.
They had come to the end of the row. Sirius wasn't in sight.
"He might be…" Harry said, scanning the area. "Or maybe…"
"Harry?" Hermione said again.
"What?" He said sharply.
"I…I don't think Sirius is here…"
Nobody spoke. Lyla could see Harry's face. It showed a mixture of emotions, torn between believing and not.
"Harry?" Ron spoke up.
"What?" Harry said, clearly not really interested.
"Have you seen this?" Ron said.
Lyla didn't need to look to know what it was.
"What?" Harry repeated. Ron was staring at one of the globes.
"It's-it's got your name on," Ron said.
Harry moved closer, looking at the globe in question.
"My name?" he said.
Lyla could picture what Harry was seeing, on the dull yellow label, right next to that globe.
S.P.T to A.P.W.B.D
Dark Lord
And (?) Harry Potter
"What is it?" Ron said sounding unnerved. "What's your name doing here?"
"I'm not here." Harry said, not quite knowing how to take the situation, looking at the other globes. "None of the rest of them have us on- Hang on. You're here Lyla."
That whipped her head around she didn't remember this being in the memory.
She came up to him, peering at the one he was pointing to.
J.A.F to A.P.W.B.D
Lyla
It just had her name…no surname. The only thing it told her was it was hers.
"Harry I don't think you should touch it," Hermione said, sharply. Lyla looked to see, Harry, reaching for his.
"Why not?" He questioned. "It has something to do with me, isn't it?"
"You shouldn't Harry." Lyla said.
"Don't, Harry." Neville said suddenly, looking petrified.
"It's got my name on it." Harry said firmly, and went and took the globe off the shelf.
Nothing happened. It just sat in his hands.
"Very good, Potter. Now turn around, nice and slowly, and give that to me."
The voice appeared behind them.
It was Lucius Malfoy.
Sorry for the wait guys. I had writers block.
I spent most of my time just staring at the page…
I'm going on holiday soon…so I won't be updating for a while.
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