Obliviate My Rebellion {Book 3}

35. Out of the fire

"And Mark is torturing him." I whispered, my voice barely audible.

"What?"

"But how--?"

"Saw it in the exam," I said distantly. "Had one of those weird dream episodes.."

"I don't know how, but we know where." Harry said. "The department of Mysteries. There's this corridor with all spheres, at row ninety seven... Sirius is there, and he's being tortured by Voldemort and he said he'll kill him."

"How're we going to get there?" I asked resonably.

There was a moment's silence. Then Ron said, "G-get there?"

"Get to the Department of Mysteries, so we can rescue Sirius!" Harry said loudly.

Gennie looked at him almost sympathetically, which confused me. "Harry..."

"What? What's the issue here?"

"Rory," said Hermione in a rather frightened voice, "er... how... how did Voldemort get into the Ministry of Magic without anybody realizing he was there?"

"How do I know?" bellowed Harry. "The question is how we're going to get in there!"

"I might be stupid, but even I know two of the most wanted wizards, and the freaking dark lord can't sneak into the Ministry full of workers." Cole said worriedly.

"I dunno, Voldemort used an Invisibility Cloak or something!" Harry shouted. "Anyway, the Department of Mysteries has always been completely empty whenever I've been -"

"You've never been there, Harry," said Hermione quietly. "You've dreamed about the place, that's all."

"They aren't normal dreams!" I hissed. "What about Ron's dad, huh? We saved his life by seeing it before hand!"

"She has a point." Ron said quietly.

"But this is just - just sounds unlikely." said Hermione desperately. "Harry, how on earth could Voldemort have got hold of Sirius when he's been in Grimmauld Place all the time?"

"Sirius might've cracked and just wanted some fresh air," said Gennie sounding worried. "My Dad said he's been desperate to get out of that house for ages -"

"Your dreams have no consistency." Sam said, speaking for the first time. "Rory saw Mark torturing him, Harry saw Voldemort."

"Who cares who's torturing him?" I snapped. "He's being tortured that's the problem here!"

"But why," Hermione persisted, "why on earth would Voldemort want to use Sirius to get the weapon, or whatever the thing is?"

"Well his brother was a death eater!" Cole exclaimed. "He must have told Sirius about it before he died!"

"Look, I'm sorry," cried Hermione, "but neither of you is making sense, and we've got no proof for any of this, no proof Voldemort, Mark and Sirius are even there -"

"Hermione, Harry and Rory's seen them!" said Ron, rounding on her.

"Okay," she said, looking frightened yet determined, "I've just got to say this -"

"What?"

"You... this isn't a criticism, Harry! But you do... sort of... I mean - don't you think you've got a bit of a - a -saving-people thing!" she said.

He glared at her.

"And what's that supposed to mean, 'a -saving-people thing'?"

"Well... you..." she looked more apprehensive than ever. "I mean... last year, for instance... in the lake... during the Tournament... you shouldn't have... I mean, you didn't need to save that little Delacour girl... you got a bit... carried away..."