You may have heard of the tale of the Boy Who Lived.
The tale of which the fabled Dark Lord had tried to murder who was known as the Chosen One, but was defeated by a mere infant?
But what some don't know was that there was another similar child.
A...
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As the five of us walked into the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, I couldn't help but marvel at the size of it. We literally just came in through a telephone booth. As we walked around, a white-haired man approached Mr. Weasley.
"Ah, Perkins," Mr. Weasley greeted him kindly. "Good morn-"
"Arthur, they changed the time of their hearing," Perkins said. "Addison's hearing has just finished. Free of all charges"
"Blast! Dumbledore thought they might try that. But good on Addison"
"It started at eight!"
"Good lord!" Mr. Weasley said as he looked at his watch. "That was five minutes ago! Come on, you lot!"
He guided us through the Ministry as Lana, Hermione, Y/N and I followed after him. Hermione and Y/N walked together hand-in-hand while Snuffles was sitting in a pocket in Hermione's bag. He looked comfortable there.
"Department of Mysteries," The voice from before said.
"Department of Mysteries?" I asked.
"Yep, I've got no idea what they get up to in there," Mr. Weasley said. "It's top secret."
"Is everything in this place top secret?" Y/N asked.
After a while, Mr. Weasley and the four of us arrived near the chamber. "There we are." He said to us. "Hermione, you're mostly likely going to have to stay in the lobby here. Only Harry, Y/N and Lana can go in."
"Oh, okay," Hermione said with a sad look on her face. As Y/N looked at her, he wrapped his hands and hugged her from behind, making her yelp a little. As she turned around to see Y/N, he kissed her softly and pressed his forehead on hers, making her smile a little.
"We'll be fine, 'Mione," he said. "You said it, they'll let us off."
She smiled back at him. "If you say so," She said. "I'll be waiting for you, Love." She kissed him again as she waved goodbye to us.
"You really do love her, don't you?" I asked him as Lana smiled and he did too.
"Of course I love her, Harry," He said. "She's the love of my life."
We entered the chamber to find many wizards around in it along with Fudge sitting in the front. The room was very dark with just a light above us and three wooden chairs with chains were facing Fudge.
"This looks nothing like Law and Order," Lana said. "This looks worse."
"You've seen Muggle TV?" I asked.
"Harry, we were staying at Hermione's all summer," Y/N said. "Of course we've seen Muggle TV."
"You're late," Fudge growled at us.
"Er... Sorry," I said as Y/N muttered, "Dickhead." under his breath.
"No matter," Fudge said. "The accused will take their seats." As we took our seats, a voice came through the halls as one we recognized wholeheartedly.
