The Battle for the Prophecy The Battle for the Prophecy

Death Eaters!

The door was almost closed.  Luna released her grip, grabbed her wand and, at the moment it finished closing, hurriedly pronounced, “Colloportus.”  She was rewarded almost immediately by a heavy thud against the door, and then she slowly squashed into the unyielding stone wall.

Realizing that she might be able to choose her direction by pushing off against the wall again, she managed to turn her head and catch sight of the earth, complete with a tiny moon revolving about it.  That was her parents’ favorite heavenly body, and they had given her its name.  At that moment, that small, silvery crescent felt like home.  She pushed off with her one free hand and both legs and went tumbling over slowly, arms and legs waving, in more or less the right direction.

During a forward-facing moment, she saw that Ginny had managed to straddle her planet, Neptune, and was aided in her perch by that planet’s faint rings.  “Ron,” said Ginny, “see if you can push yourself toward a planet the next time you hit the wall.” She must have been watching me, thought Luna. 

She turned and saw Ron looking around in an attempt to keep Ginny in his sights.  He grunted and nodded assent.

“Alohomora!” announced a male voice from outside the door, and suddenly two Death Eaters were bursting into the room!  Just like Ron and Ginny, they hurtled, revolving, into the air.  The first Death Eater reflexively released his wand when he lost his balance — it was slowly floating away from him, already out of reach.  The other Death Eater was Bellatrix Lestrange.

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