            Hermione reeled backwards into Lucius, but this time, she didn’t take her eyes off the door as the explosion faded away. The red frame was gone. Only threads of the magic remained like cobwebs, hissing and sputtering weakly in the sky. The darkness had faded into the center; it had pulled away from the sides and top of the doorframe, leaving behind an archway of pure black a single person could walk through.