Risk ✓ || D.M

•XIV - Not Again•

OUT OF breath, that's what Y/N is right now.

Death eaters were everywhere, so her and Luna either had to fight, or run towards another direction- in short, there was a lot of running.

Thankfully, they managed to find the others. They all bumped into each other, stopping in the middle of no where. It was hard to tell where they were in such a dark place, and everything looked the same. It was like a maze.

Feeling another presence, they all looked straight into an isle. Ginny walked in front of them, raising her wand, "Reducto!" she exclaimed.

A big explosion was seen. For a moment, everything was quiet- until all the prophecies started to fall. 

They all stared for a moment, a look of horror on their faces, they stepped back slowly, the glass shattering right in front of them.

Neville pulled Luna, and everyone started to run, once again, "Get back to the door!" yelled Harry.

They ran, and ran as the shelves of prophecies fell before, and behind them, the shattering of glass can be heard from every side of the room.

Finally, they managed to make it through the door. They jumped, not knowing what to expect, and the next thing they knew they were falling.

Being clever, everyone raised their wands, and stopped themselves from face planting on the floor. For a second, they held themselves above the ground, then dropped themselves, a small oomph coming out from everyone.

Harry still held his own prophecy in his hand. Slowly, they stood up, and looked around, "Department of mysteries- they got that bit right, didn't they?" said Ron, trying to lighten the mood.

Ignoring the redhead, Harry walked forward, his eyes glued on the stone arch in the middle of the room.

"The voices," Harry started, still walking towards it, the others not far behind, "Can you tell what they're saying?"

Hermione and Y/N glanced at each other in worry, "There aren't any voices, Harry," Y/N said.

"Let's get out of here," followed Hermione.

But instead of listening to the girl, Harry still walked towards the arch. Luna looked up, taking in all of the arch, "I hear them, too," she said.

Booming sounds suddenly came from somewhere. But neither Harry, nor Luna noticed, "Harry, it's just an empty archway," Hermione had said, but everyone could hear the fear in her voice, "Please, Harry."

At that, the boy who lived seemed to snap out of his trance. He looked up, seeing the black smoke of the death eaters, "Get behind me!" he yelled. 

Everyone got behind him, but still pointed their wands at the death eaters, but that was no use, since the smoke went towards them. They tried to duck, but everyone seemed to be pulled with the smoke.

The smoke cleared out, and a moment of silence went by.

Looking up, Harry slowly stood up, his prophecy clutched tightly in his hand. He looked around, his eyes widening to see his friends being held by the death eaters, the death eaters' wands pointed at his friends.

They tried to get out of the death eaters' grasps, but they were too strong. 

A laugh was heard from below. Harry looked in front of him to see Lucius Malfoy himself make his way up the little hill the arch was on.

"Did you actually believe.. or were you truly naive enough to think.. that children stood a chance against us?" asked Lucius, walking past Harry. He once again faced the boy, holding his hand out, "I'll make this simple for you, Potter. Give me the prophecy now.. or watch your friends die."