Why Did It Have to Be Snakes?

[kitchen_maid]

In contrast to the candlelit ballroom, the corridor is dim, lit weakly by a few (generously spaced) torches. There are door down both sides, all closed, and placed almost randomly along the way. The hallway runs away from the ballroom at an angle, and either the lighting or just its sheer length make it impossible to see where it ends.

It's clean, completely free of dust and cobwebs, either because the spell has kept them from accumulating or because someone (or something) has tidied recently.

It is almost perfectly silent, save for the quiet hiss of the closest torch.

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[alsoagreengrass]

"They could hold indefinitely. But then, they might not."

The wards he'd hastily thrown up are not Scorpius' best work and the clockwork servants are putting considerable pressure on them.

" - Uhm, I don't know. Let's hurry."

After another cautious step or two, he then grabs Parker's hand and hurries down the center aisle. The music is definitely coming from somewhere around the thrones, but nothing in plain sight.

"Try to find whatever is playing that and I'll try to stop the pendulum."

[parkerlee]

"Well, that's specific."

Parker makes an effort not to sound pissy. It's not Scorpius's fault, after all. They're dealing with some major unknowns here.

She's down with hurrying.

"Just be careful!" she calls to him as she peels off to start searching under and behind the thrones.

For what, she's not sure. Fairy tale ipod. Tiny string quartet. Evil music box. Hopefully she'll know it when she sees it.

[alsoagreengrass]

Scorpius is already hurling a spell at the pendulum as soon as Parker peels away from him.

"Aresto Momentum!"

But the spell bounces harmlessly off the swinging bar, nearly knocking him off his feet in return.

He tries a few more, each with the same disastrous results. He even tries attacking it the Muggle way, attempting to grab it as it swings past him.

Nothing works, and the clockwork guards, once amused by his feeble attempts, are getting a bit annoyed now. They start to approach the pair.

"Right, okay. Think," he mutters to himself, trying to keep an eye on the guards and stare down the pendulum.

"Any luck, Parker?"

[parkerlee]

Parker has had to dodge a couple of rebounding spells herself. Thank God, she has the thrones to take cover behind.

There's not much under the thrones besides some epic dust bunnies. But toward the end of the row, Parker finally spies something promising.

"Scorpius! Come take a look at this."

She's attempting to move one of the heavy thrones, tugging it inch by inch across the floor.

Underneath, there's a key set into the floor. Like a giant version of something you'd see on a wind-up toy.

And it's steadily unwiding.

[alsoagreengrass]

Scorpius rushes over and helps her push the throne out of their way.

He looks at the key with a frown, then at the pendulum.

(He also spares a glance for the approaching guards.)

"Right," he says, coming to only one conclusion and what he can only hope is the correct one. "Be ready to dodge a spell and some angry guards if this doesn't work."

He points his wand at the key and fires off a spell before she can argue against it.

[parkerlee]

Parker would eat her hat (you know--if she was wearing one) that the pendulum and the key are connected. And if one is halted, maybe the other will be.

She doesn't even attempt to argue--just automatically raises her forearm to protect her eyes against a flare of magical light.

There's a near deafening sound like the grinding of gears.

Or possibly clockwork.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that made it unhappy," she says, lowering her arm.

Now, let's just hope that it's unhappy in a way that's good for them.

[alsoagreengrass]

The approaching guards stumble at the grinding of the gears, one with her arm outstretched toward Parker, and Scorpius winces at the deafening sound.

An eerie silence follows.

"I don't think - "

He glances at the pendulum behind them, still swinging but only from momentum now. It's already starting to slow.

"Actually, I think it did work," he amends, only to be drowned out by an equally deafening chime.

[parkerlee]

The clockwork guards are starting to jerk about very erratically. Parker gives the one closest to her a firm shove and it topples, taking out three more on its way down.

The chime is like being on the inside of a bell being struck by a giant sledgehammer.

"I wonder if that means 'time's up,'" Parker says, raising her voice to be heard over the reverberation.

[alsoagreengrass]

Scorpius' ears are ringing something fierce. He takes a moment to undo the Supersensory Charm he'd used.

"What?" he yells, nose scrunched.

Then, "Oh, never mind, I think our time is up!"

He reaches for Parker, stepping over toppled guards.

"Do you think Amy and the others are okay?"

[parkerlee]

"Let's hope so."

Parker grips Scorpius's hand tight. It won't be good to get separated now. Not when it looks like everything around them is starting to literally fall apart.

They pelt back through the castle, heading for the exit, Parker keeping an eye out for any of the rest of their merry band along the way.

It's with great relief that she looks ahead and sees Laura and Bruce, and (Yes!) Amy just a little ways ahead.

Parker can't help but grin.

"All right. Halfway home."