Harry frowned. It wasn't exactly an old shed, not like the one at Hogwarts or even the one at the Burrow. "Let me try," he said, pressing himself flat against the opposite wall to swap places with her. He tried the handle - because that was just what you did - and when that didn't work, put first some and then all of his weight behind it. It did not budge. "Weird," he said, drawing his wand out of his sleeve. "Alohamora." Confidently he tried the door again, but it was still stuck fast. "Very weird," he clarified. "Seriously broken door, ill-advised prank or something more sinister?" he asked, with a light tone that suggested he doubted the latter. "Seems a bit unimaginative for anyone we know."