Murders And Murmers
Summary:
This Year...
Something Wicked This Way Comes...
There Are Some Secrets Better Left Untold...
Good People Will Die.
Hearts Will Be Broken.
Friends Will Be Lost.
The Good Will Be Betrayed.
Evil Will Spread.
The War.
Has Begun...
One
Harry Sighed. Where Were The Weasleys? They Were Due To Pick Him Up An Hour Ago, Infact, They Should Have Been At 12 Grimauld Place Already. Yet, He Found Himself Stuck In The Dursleys Living Room Once More. SNAP! Harry Leapt Back In Shock. Arthur, Fred, George, and Molly Weasly Apparated Infront Of Harry.
"Grab Your Stuff And Hold On to My Robe Sleeve" Arthur Instructed. Harry Quickly Followed The Instruction Without Questioning Arthur. Due To The Fact That Harry Had Packed The Night Before, It Did Not Take Long For Him To Gather His Belongings.
"Now Harry, This May Feel A Bit Wierd, Apparating I Mean. But Just Make Sure You Do Not Let Go Of My Sleeve!" Mr Weasley Told Harry. Ready? 3,2,1"
SNAP!
Harry Was Instantly Swept Of His Feet, And Very Quickly Found Himself Zooming Around A Very Dark Room. All Of A Sudden, Thier Was A Blinding Flash Of Navy Light, Harry Heard A High-Pitched Squeeking Sound Then As Suddenly As It Started. It Stopped.
Harry found himself in the dusty, yet slightly cleaner than before Dining room of 12 Grimauld Place. Instantly, Harry Was Swarmed By His Best Friends Hermionie and Ron Aswell As Ginny, Fred, George And A Few Other Admirers Including Tonks. It Sounded As If They Were all Trying To Tell Harry Something Very Important, All At The Same Time. Harry Could Not Understand any Of This, and Only Became Confused, and Quickly Grew A Headache, Mr Weasley Stepped In For Him.
"SHUT IT! Everyone Talk To Harry One At A time, He's Just Been Sat In An Empty Muggle Room For A Week And A Half, He's Not Used To All This Bicker, Now Hermionie. You First Dear." Hermionie Smiled Sweetly At Arthur Then Embraced Harry In A Very Tight Hug
"Harry, I Missed You So Much! Did You Get Our Letters?" Harry Grunted Before Hermionie Began The Chatter Again
"Oh Good! Theres Not Much To Explain Then, YOu Got The One About Sirius Giving This Place To Dumbledores" Harry Nodded.
"The One About Percy And Fudge Going To...Him?" Harry Grunted Once More. "The One About..." The Room Went Still, Harry Had Only Recieved One Letter, He Must Have Missed One Of Them.
"The...Traitor?" Harrys Felt His Jaw Drop.
'Surely' Harry Thought To Himself 'No-One Would Betray The Order!' Harry Swallowed. Who? Many Members Raced Through His Head, But None Seemed Likely. Harry Finally Decided To Ask
"Who?" Hermionie Half Smiled Half Scowled Before
"We Don't Know Yet, That's What Makes It Such A Big Deal, No-One Has Any Idea In The Lughtest Of Who It Is. Until We Find Out, They'll Continue To Betray Us." This Was Bad News. With The Traitor Continuing To Feed Voldemort The Orders News, There Was Not Much Chance Of Any More Meetings.
Or Survival.
"Anyway" Molly Weasley Merrily Called "Dinners Ready!"
As Usual Mollys Cooking Had Everyone Licking Thier Lips, Thier Were Five Course For Everyone Dining In The Order (13 In All). There Was Lots Of Shouting And Joyous Conversations The Regular 'Tonks Transforming Treatment' (As Harry Now Called It) Entertainmen Resumed As Normal. Yet Something Was Missing, Thier Was A Hole In Harrys Heart That Could Not Be Covered Over, A Blank Piece OF His Mind. One Thing Was Missing. Sirius.
Harry Sat Through The Remainder Of the Dinner And The Rest Of The Night Mourning. It Upset Harry Most, When He Saw His Friends Laughing And Joking As If Voldemort Had Just Been Defeated. Fred ang George Were Up To Thier Usual Annoying Tricks. With Thier Joke Shop Finally Opened, You Had to Be Careful Wherever You Went, This Did Not Help With Harrys Temper.
As Harry Went To Bed, Sirius Mother Began To Scream The Usual Insults. Harry Completely Lost It At This And Shouted And Cursed Countless Times Using Words Which Made The Portrait Gasp Then Run For Cover. Harry Went To Lie Down On His Bed When One Of Fred And Georges "Pary Popper Poo" Began To Shout And Scream And Smell Very Bady. This Was the Last Straw Harry Pulled Out His Wand And Sighed Pointing It At The Whizzing Device. Harry Lowered His Wand And Began To Pant For Breath.
"Pull Yourself Together" Harry Warned Himself.
"Sirius Wouldn't Want You To End Up In Azkaban With No Second Shot At Hogwarts, And No Career." Harry Sighed Once More. Then Fell Fast Asleep.
A/N: Well Theres Chapter 1 Done! Things Are About To Get Very, Very Good! Infact Have A Sneak Peak At Chapter 2 To Keep You Going...
Two (Sneak Peak)
"YOU LET KREACHER GO?" Harry Screamed
"YOU LET HIM GO, WITH EVERYTHING HE KNEW? YOUR A DISGRASE TO THE ORDER, AND THE NAME OF WITCHES WIZARDS!" He Roared. Harry Couldn't Believe It. All The Trust He Had Given Had Been Thrown Back In His Face. This Was The Last Straw. The Traitor Was So Close To Him All Along. Had Earned Harrys Trust. All Along The Traitor Was Right Under His Nose. Harry Pointed His Wand At The Traito But It Was Too Late...
A/N: See? It's Gonna Be Soooo Good! You'll Just Have To Wait Untill Chapter 2 Is Up! Who Do You Think The Traitor Is? A Sticker To The Person That Gets It Right First, You Should Start Collecting My Sticker, Thier Super cool ). R&R.
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Rioril