Beyond the Veil

           Blackshapeswereemergingoutofthinairallaroundthem,blockingtheirwayleftandright;eyesglintedthroughslitsinhoods,adozenlitwandtipswerepointingdirectlyattheirhearts;Ginnygaveagaspofhorror.

           ’Tome,Potter,’repeatedthedrawlingvoiceofLuciusMalfoyasheheldouthishand,palmup.

           Harry’sinsidesplummetedsickeningly.Theyweretrapped,andoutnumberedtwotoone.

           ’Tome,’saidMalfoyyetagain.

           ’Where’sSirius?’Harrysaid.

           SeveraloftheDeathEaterslaughed;aharshfemalevoicefromthemidstoftheshadowyfigurestoHarry’sleftsaidtriumphantly,’TheDarkLordalwaysknows!’

           ’Always,’echoedMalfoysoftly.’Now,givemetheprophecy,Potter.

           ’IwanttoknowwhereSiriusis!’

           ’IwanttoknowwhereSiriusis!’mimickedthewomantohisleft.

           SheandherfellowDeathEatershadclosedinsothattheyweremerefeetawayfromHarryandtheothers,thelightfromtheirwandsdazzlingHarry’seyes.

           ’You’vegothim,’saidHarry,ignoringtherisingpanicinhischest,thedreadhehadbeenfightingsincetheyhadfirstenteredtheninety-seventhrow.’He’shere.Iknowheis.

           ’Thelittlebabywokeupfwightenedandfortwhatitdweamedwastwoo,’saidthewomaninahorrible,mockbabyvoice.HarryfeltRonstirbesidehim.

           ’Don’tdoanything,’Harrymuttered.’Notyet

           Thewomanwhohadmimickedhimletoutaraucousscreamoflaughter.

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