Amelia and Isabell ended up in a dark room, with strange glitters twinkling at random places. Isabell stepped forward and hit something spherical. 

‘Lumos,’ Amelia muttered. 

Light emerged from her wand, illuminating planets floating in mid-air. 

‘Considering the lack of the creativity of inventing names, I presume this room is named “Space Room”,’ Isabell said, looking at the floating planets. 

‘Agreed,’ Amelia said, almost absentmindedly as she was paralysed by the enchantment of the room she was in. 

Amelia always had a thing with planets and stars, her mother would say. She would always look at the stars at night, and try to outline several constellations that she didn’t know existed and different animals. Amelia smiled to herself. She pointed her wand to all different directions, and she clung to Isabell as she pointed her wand to the floor. The floor was galactic, freckled with different size stars that twinkle and dimmed, as though calling them. The ceiling too was like the galaxy, and the walls, making Amelia and Isabell seem that they were in a shrunken Solar System. The stars stretched all across the room, marking their spots with a bright twinkle. 

‘This is astounding,’ Amelia exclaimed. 

‘But not the room we are looking for,’ Isabell reminded her. 

They were starting to exit the room, when all the planets suddenly started moving in a dashing line and tightly circling around Amelia and Isabell, whose eyes both widened. 

‘What’s happening?’ Isabell yelled, trying to blast one planet. 

The spell simply penetrated through the planet, leaving no effect whatsoever. The planets started revolving around them, as though they were the sun. Amelia and Isabell shrunk, helpless. It was like they were the guilty prisoners, with the planets as judges who were shaming them as they orbited them furiously. 

‘Help!’ Isabell begged.

‘They can’t hear us from here!’ Amelia called to her, trying to fire a spell at one of the turning planets, which was blue Neptune, but her wand was taken away from her grip, though no one was there with them. 

White light was around her wand, and it was floating in midair above Amelia. She tried jumping to reach for it, but her fingertips were only able to touch the wand. The white light carried her wand upwards whenever she tried reaching for it.

‘What sh-should we do?’ Isabell yelled, her desperate voice bumping into starry walls and echoing into their heads. 

Amelia was just as hopeless and desperate as her pleading friend next to her. The planets kept revolving around them, jailing them. Isabell noticed something. One planet was small. Mercury. A rocky planet that was different from all the other raging ones that were circling them like a group of sharks ready to feast on their fish. 

‘Amelia,’ Isabell said seriously, making Amelia instantly look at her. ‘You have to trust me on this one.’

Amelia looked at her friend’s blazing greenish-brown eyes, full of confidence, not an inch left for hesitation. Amelia firmly nodded. 

‘On three, we jump over the planets,’ Isabell said, focused on what she was seeing in front of her.

‘Are you insane! We can never jump over them! They’re too bi-’

But Amelia remembered the seriousness in Isabell’s eyes, the assurance in them that kept her soothed and serene… Amelia exhaled deeply and her gaze focused on Isabell, who was looking in front of her. 

‘On three. One…’

The planets were revolving around them like raging sharks, eager to feast on them. Amelia looked at Isabell, the soothness in her fading by the second.

‘Isabell… come on…’ Amelia said through gritted teeth. 

The plants were revolving so fast they were a blur, a mix of grey, red and blue surrounding them instead of different sized spheres. 

‘Two…’ Isabell called.

Amelia was sweating now, hesitating to follow Isabell’s plan. 

‘Amelia, trust me,’ Isabell growled. 

The way she said those two words… 

Trust her. She’s your friend who would always find a way to protect you and save you from situations like this… 

‘Three- JUMP!’ Isabell yelled as she and Amelia bounced off the floor with all their strength and collapsed on the floor, groaning. Amelia got up and saw the planets still in a circle, until they madly scattered away. Isabell pushed Amelia’s head down just in time as Jupiter raced above them. The planets suddenly stopped at their original positions, as though stuck in a lasting time loop. 

‘Never coming here again,’ Amelia said, panting. 

‘Me neither,’ Isabell laughed. 

They high-fived each other, proud that they had managed to escape. Amelia’s wand dropped on the floor, and she got it as it was inches away from falling on the ground. 

‘Let’s get out before these planets start moving again. Got to tell them this isn’t the room,’ Isabell said as she and Amelia ran towards the door. 

Olivia and Albert entered a room, greeted with the smell of old wood.

‘Why is everything so dark here? Can’t they afford lights?’ Olivia heard Albert say.

As soon as he said that, light started to glimmer. It was a long, rectangular room that was crowded with a beautiful, dancing light that sparkled like the finest gems. Clocks of all different designs and shapes filled the chamber, with specific descriptions next to each one. Olivia pointed her nose at one of them. 

‘“The Clock of Life and Death. It doesn’t only tell you the time, but is also believed to tell you when you will perish on earth. This clock has been extracted from any wizard or witch that owned them, since this clock has a curse inside it, making whoever owns it die twenty years earlier than the actual time that they would die.” Then why is it here…?’ Olivia said, backing away from the clock.

Its handles were dull gold, the pendulum that was swinging up and down like a swing the same boring colour. The number “6” on the clock was misplaced, so that it looked like a “9” instead. The clock had a triangular roof and a square base. Its body was narrow, with swirls and patterns brandished near the gap where the pendulum was. The glass where the numbers were was broken, with an irregularly shaped gap on it and several cracks, indicating how ancient it was. There was a spider web that covered the gap of the broken glass. 

‘Probably to show off the cursed things that the Wizarding World used to have. I think they consider it very valuable and an antique,’ Albert guessed. 

At the far end of the large rectangular chamber were shelves with hangers that had what seemed like golden necklaces. Albert and Olivia walked towards the shelves, passing many ancient and new clocks that were performing a strange concert of different sounds. From a cuckoo bird sound, to a rhythmic ticking, to the bell-like noise of the pendulum swinging up and down. But only as they were face to face with the shelves, they knew what the necklaces were. 

‘Time-Turners,’ Olivia whispered, taking one away from its hanger and feeling its texture and details. 

It was made of gold-plated, nickel-free metal, with its golden simmers sparkling onto Albert and Olivia’s face as soon as the light touched it. The pendant was a miniature golden hourglass, with tiny specks of sand in it, resembling a real life one. The hourglass was fitted into a golden coin-like shape that had swirly holes in it. 

‘I thought Time-Tuners were common, though?’ Albert said, ruffling his hair in confusion. ‘Why are there very few of them?’

‘I think they don’t want to let many Time-Turners in here. Someone might break in and steal them, then sell them for money,’ Olivia responded as she placed the Time-Turner back to its home. 

There was a description between two shelves.

‘“Time-related magic is highly unstable, and serious breaches in the laws of time lead to catastrophic events and consequences. Possible scenarios include a witch or wizard killing their past or future self by mistake, or altering one’s life path in such a drastic fashion that it can result in temporal anomalies such as un-births, making it imperative for users to practise discretion and operate in secret lest they encounter their past selves and do irreparable harm. As such, the Ministry of Magic seeks the strictest guarantees if it permits the use of Time-Turners: Time-Turner possession is hedged around with literally hundreds of laws, and the most stringent laws and penalties are in palace to prevent their misuse.” Guess that’s the reason that there’s few of them,’ Albert said. 

But his eyes caught something: a large crystal bell jar, which was the source of all the dancing light that was being emitted. After the crystal bell jar was yet another door lying in front of Albert and Olivia. They exchanged tense looks. 

‘I’ll go,’ Albert offered.

‘No, I’ll come with you,’ Olivia said, giving Albert a don’t-argue-look. 

Albert pushed the door open with one hand, a small creak taking place as they cautiously entered it together. A chill entered their body as soon as they entered. It was a vast, cold chamber with a ceiling as high as a cathedral. It was filled with rows upon rows of shelves, where hundreds of small, glass, dusty orbs were placed. Each of the glass orbs had a label fixed below it. Candle-brackets set intervals along the shelves held blue-white flame candles that shivered with Albert and Olivia. 

‘Olivia, I think we might have found the Prophecy Room,’ Albert shuddered.

They got out of the Time Room and saw the others waiting for them, all of them having tried out the rooms they had chosen. 

‘Ron and I entered a room that literally had nothing in it,’ Harry said disappointedly. ‘How about you guys? Found the room?’ 

‘Luna and I entered a room that had things to do with decision-making. It was a small room with a phantom of a person getting asked questions. It was a witch, because she was wearing a cloak and a witch's hat. But then there was another phantom that was a muggle, I think. I suppose the Unspeakables are investigating how different muggles and wizards and witches decide differently. But that’s just a waste of time,’ Ginny explained about her and Luna’s exploration. 

‘Neville and I found a room with things that us humans fear…’ Hermione said, shaken. 

‘There were snakes, huge ones. As well as spiders. The moment we entered we were about to fall from a cliff. One of people’s fears: heights. But we managed to go above the cliff with brooms that we found lying by the door. A creepy blood-soaked doll was chasing us and we managed to escape that, thank goodness. At the end was a very tight space that Hermione and I didn’t bother going through. There were also some insects that were enlarged, so you can see the detail of their antennas and faces and all,’ Neville said. 

‘Amelia and I entered a Space Room and the planets in there started circling us, but we managed to escape,’ Isabell said, pride in her voice. 

‘How about you?’ Amelia asked Albert and Olivia. 

They gave each other smiles. 

‘We found the room you all were looking for,’ Albert replied, and everyone’s faces started to brighten with a new light of hope and determination. 

All eyes flew to Harry, who said: ‘Let’s go. But, which door is it?’ 

The walls had revolved around them as they were talking, with Isabell realising so and telling everyone. 

‘Dunno.’

‘Wait, I marked our door with a different colour of fire. It has more dark, red flames-’ Olivia began.

‘Got it,’ Amelia said, stabbing her finger at a red fiery “X”. 

Everyone rushed to that door and Harry pushed it open. They rushed past ticking clocks and past glimmering Time-Turners. The crystal jar ball continued to emit the dancing sparkle of light. Ginny pushed the door after the crystal ball open, and the chill creeped up their spine as soon as she did. Without wasting another second, they all entered, their wands drawn, their jaws set, their eyes scanning for any unusual activity and their ears listening carefully to suspicious sounds.  

‘Lumos maxima,’ Harry muttered, who was in front of the cautious line of students. 

Ginny, Neville and Luna- who were at the back-  lightened up their wands so that what was in front of them and behind them was visible. 

‘Who is strongest with shield charms?’ Amelia muttered to everyone. ‘We need a protection shield in case we get ambushed and attacked with a spell while we are defenceless.’ 

‘Good thinking, Amelia,’ Harry said, nodding. ‘So, who is the best at shield charms?’

Harry started to turn to Hermione, who quickly shook her head. 

‘It’s Isabell, Harry, not me. I might be good at Charms, but not as good as her,’ Hermione said, smiling at Isabell, who smiled back and instantly set to work. 

‘Protego,’ she murmured as she walked around each person, providing them each a strong shield for protection. ‘But it will wear off eventually.’ 

They continued to silently walk further into the orb-filled room, the chill now unable to stop them from going deeper inside the vast chamber.  

‘Do you remember which shelf your prophecy was on, Harry?’ Olivia asked, realising that the shelves were numbered. 

‘Yeah, I do. It’s row ninety-seven,’ Harry whispered. ‘Alright, this is row thirty-six. We need to hurry up and go in deeper until we find row ninety-seven. Spread out. Go in between the shelves so it's harder for someone to spot us, just in case there is someone here in this room.’ 

The trio and Albert walked together, catching flashes of Harry Hermione and Ron next to them. On the other side of them were the images of Ginny, Neville and Luna, who looked like flickering lights, appearing and disappearing constantly because of the rows of dusty, glass orbs. They were now jogging, their footsteps slightly echoing as they now started to race towards the rows of countless prophecies, which were all labelled. Some orbs were as small as a tennis ball, whereas some were the size of a basketball. 

Row 57

Row 67-

Something grabbed the attention of Isabell’s eyes. She looked at an orb, the size of a tennis ball, a surprisingly black, swirling cloud trapped inside that was streaked with white, blue and red. 

‘Isabell, why’d you-’ 

But now Amelia saw why Isabell had stopped at that particular prophecy. Three names, etched on a drooping ancient paper. Amelia held the drooping part of the paper, so all three names were visible to their widening eyes.

Amelia Clearwater, Isabell Bluesky, Olivia Dragonheart

Isabell’s heart hammered quickly inside her as she held the orb, a white light magically igniting as it drew a bubble around the girls. Amelia and Olivia huddled next to Isabell. They were too drawn to their prophecy to realise that they were trapped inside a bubble that prevented the others from hearing what the orb had echoed.

‘Three of them, phoenix, unicorn and dragon, gifted with magical talents that will guide them through the path of hell. The power to see what one’s mind thinks and desires… the power to see into someone’s greatest secrets… the power to speak to all magical creatures. The talents are to be used for good deeds… use them for Evil and they will extinguish like the good inside your heart. Prove your heart and soul to Good, and your talents will come back to you like the good spirits that will come back to your soul and heart.’

Neither girl spoke as the bubble that trapped them started bruising with holes, until the holes were the size of grapefruits. The bubble finally vanished. 

‘What- what did it say-’ began Albert. 

Nobody replied. 

‘Whatever the prophecy said, it’s for them,’ Hermione said quickly. ‘We have to keep moving if we want to find Harry’s, too.’

They all continued to race through shelves of orbs, with the girls having one thing in mind. 

They were destined to have Magical Talents. 

Row 77

Row 87

Row 97-

Amelia spotted a label underneath a dust orb, where inside it was a swirling white cloud with a light green tinge. The ancient paper read: 

Dark Lord, Harry Potter

‘Olivia, go tell the others that I found it,’ Amelia said as Olivia started to run towards the other six students. 

She came to them seconds later, with Hermione, Harry, Ron, Luna, Ginny and Neville looking eager behind her. Amelia left some space for Harry as he approached his prophecy, reading the label and touching the glass orb as he inspected the swirling cloud trapped inside it.

‘Very good, Mr. Potter. Now, kindly hand it over to me,’ a voice echoed.