Disclaimer- I sadly do not own the Harry Potter characters, but I will borrow them for the enjoyment of myself, and others.

A/N: Hey guys this is a new story I've been playing with. I promise that I won't abandon Don't Make A Fuss but I want to see how this goes over. If I get a positive response to the first two chapters I'll keep working on it, but I don't want to take time away from other things if no one likes it.

But there is a special challenge at the end, with a prize for the winner.

And as always:

"talking"

'thinking'

Chapter One: Entrance

"You lot will not be joining the Order any time soon. You're not old enough. You are only fifteen, and hardly so! It is far too dangerous for you three!" she raved before turning to the twins grinning on her left to continue with "Stop that the both of you. You two will not be joining yet either!"

Molly Weasley was ablaze after catching the children once again listening in on an Order meeting. Those extend-able ears were a menace, and always seemed to be in endless supply.

The 'children;' Fred, George, Ron, Harry, and Hermione stood before the Order as Mrs. Weasley stormed on about the danger of teenagers working for the Order. As she did so Dumbledore stood, gazing omnisciently over the members of the Order and then his gaze strayed back to Sirius, Remus, and Severus. They may be unaware of it, but those three had been personally affected by last teenager member to serve the Order of the Phoenix. It was that mistake that ultimately lead to the age restriction.

The sound of a small scuffle was heard in the entranceway as Madam Black's portrait began to screech in horror. Then the door creaked open to reveal a tattered teen as she staggered through. She looked up, and when she caught Dumbledore's eye she coughed out "Finished." before collapsing onto the floor.

The girl continued to lay there as a circle of Order members and the Golden Trio formed around her. As she was observed it was determined that although she was injured, it was not fatal. However, she was dirty, bruised, and out cold. Or so they assumed.

Each at their own pace everyone returned to the table where an argument broke out.

"It is not safe to keep her here."

"Don't be silly! She's just a child, and so frail. Just look at her!"

"The girl may not even survive these injuries."

"You said they weren't fatal!"

"None of them are, but in combination with how much blood she may have lost... We don't know enough to be sure."

"Who is she?"

"How did she get in? Who let her in?"

"Calm now, settle dow-"

"We're not safe here if she made it in. I thought this was supposed to be a safe house!"

They were far too focused on their argument to pay attention to the girl that they had left lying on the floor.

"Pardon me?" A soft voice question from the ground. They all turned to face it and saw the tattered girl holding her head and watching them warily. However, once she saw Dumbledore she jumped up and made her way over to him quickly, but lacking confidence. "Professor, I finished it." She watched him carefully, "I'm done now..." she whispered. It was hard to tell if it was meant to be a question or a statement.

For a moment the twinkle left the headmaster's eyes as he looked at her. Sadness was evident in both his eyes and voice as he said, "Riley, you missed the date."

"What?" The girl gasped, looking horrified. "How far off am I?"

"Look around child..." He nodded towards Sirius and Remus but her eyes soon strayed past them and locked on the Slytherin that stood at the back of the room. After looking at the potions master, what she had seen sank in and she dropped to the floor.

"No..." she whimpered.

At that moment Ron leaned towards Harry, but didn't lower his voice as he said, "Hey Mate... I knew Snape was scary... But that was wicked!"

"RONALD WEASLEY!" Molly exclaimed before shushing him and beginning to shoo people from the kitchen.

"Miss...?" Remus began as he stepped towards her.

He received no reply. "Who is she?" he asked as Sirius stood behind him confused and Severus still stood back looking startled as suspicion began to creep into his gaze.

Dumbledore sighed. "This is Riley Gentz and the first teenager to join The Order of the Phoenix."

"Gentz?" Remus gasped, Sirius scoffed and his hands clenched into fists, and Severus stared.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded solemnly. As he exited the kitchen he said in a monotone, "I sent her on a mission, only later to realize it would be her last." And with that he was gone. A solid click of the door closing supporting the fact.

After taking one look at her as she gazed solemnly at the floor Sirius stormed from the room. Remus quickly followed after, worried about his friend.

"Severus?" the girl asked in a whisper, slowly looking up at the man across from her. "How lo-long-g?"

"Nineteen years." With that he turned, refusing to look at her.

"Severus?"

"..."

"Severus please?"

Still no reply.

"H-has the w-war ended yet?"

"Hardly." He finally growled as he stalked out of the room.

The girl looked horrified as she stayed rooted to her spot where she sat sprawled out on the kitchen floor. She was so fragile and weary, and it seemed as though she was fighting to hold back tears.

"Siri..." she whimpered.

Upstairs, in his room Sirius paced. "Even if it was her, it doesn't matter. Snivellus has always come first. Ever since that very first day on the train!" he growled.

"Perhaps if you hadn't -"

"Don't. Even. Moony!"

Remus sighed.

"We were her friends through it all, and I was... Yet she would still turn to Snivellus before us – before me." His voice lowered then, and Remus ached for his friend.

But, before he could act upon it, the softest knock the two had ever heard sounded on the door. And a weak voice called out "Siri...?"

Sirius immediately stormed over to the door and slammed it open, but one look at the broken girl in front of him silenced his anger (for now). As soon as she reached for him he pulled her into his arms and his friend crept from the room, out the door behind Sirius, to give the two privacy. The girl was crying so Sirius rubbed her back and shifted her so that she was snuggly cradled in his arms.

"When will it be over Siri? When will all the pain stop? Why won't it end?" she begged. He was her wall, her shield from the world, as he always had been.

"I don't know Rye. I don't know."

He held her the entire night. She fell asleep in the early hours of the morning, and eventually he followed suit.

A/N: I hope you liked it. Chapter two should be longer and up soon!

And I have a challenge for anyone interested. The first person to properly guess who said what in the argument at the table will win a prize! "What is this prize?" you ask. Well it is me writing for you a one-shot (possibly more) for your favorite Harry Potter pairing or prompt! *insert crowds rapid cheers and applause*

So review or PM me with your guesses.