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The summer wasn't fun in the slightest. The news of Voldemort's return hung over us like an ugly cloud. Even in good weather, it seemed to be dark and gloomy all the time. And on top of that, the Daily Prophet was printing bogus stories about Harry and Professor Dumbledore. Fudge was calling them liars, denying that the Dark Lord was back.

A few days before school started up again, I went downstairs to find Mum and Dad packing a few suitcases.

"Are we going someplace?" Mum looked up at me.

"Yes, Lacey. You'd better pack some clothes, as well." I was confused.

"Where...?"

"We're meeting with the Order of the Phoenix," Dad said. My head was spinning at this point.

"The...wait, what?"

"We'll explain when we get there, love. Just eat breakfast and then go pack." I thought for a moment and then ran to the kitchen to fix a piece of toast. For the first time that summer, I was feeling excited.

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We gathered closely and grasped each other. I looked reassuringly at Belle, who was watching us from the couch. In an instant, we were in a dusty-looking hallway. I looked around at the black walls. Mum and Dad seemed to know right where they were, though. Picking up their suitcases, they started walking towards a door at the end of the hall.

"Come on, Lacey," Mum said. I picked up my suitcase and followed them. While heading for the door, I passed a flight of stairs on my left. The door opened, and we walked in. There were two people in the room. I broke into a smile when I saw one of them.

"Professor Lupin!" Looking worn, Remus Lupin was standing next to a long table. He smiled when he saw me.

"Nice to see you, Lacey. You can call me Remus." He went forward and embraced Mum. "Good to see you, Abby." Dad went forward and shook his hand.

"Hello, Remus." Then, Mum looked over at the other man who was rising from the table.

"Sirius." She immediately hugged the man, who returned it in full. "I'm so sorry."

"It's alright. Wonderful to see you." As Dad walked over to greet him, I realized that it was Sirius Black. I felt hesitant, but Remus put a hand on my shoulder.

"It's alright." I took a few steps forward as the man turned to me.

"Lacey," Mum said, looking at me, "this is Sirius Black, an old friend from school." I took a few more steps towards him.

"It's great to finally meet you, Lacey." He extended his hand, and we shook. I smiled.

"And you." As I stepped back, I looked at all of them. "So, can someone please tell me what's going on?"

"Of course," Remus said. "You see, Lacey, during the First Wizarding War, Professor Dumbledore created a secret order called the Order of the Phoenix. The members did all they could to fight against Voldemort." I nodded.

"Oh. Are you all members?" He and Sirius nodded, as did my parents, who I looked to in shock. "You're members?"

"Well, Lacey," Dad said, "we knew of the Order and approved of it, but we weren't members. We joined after we found out that Arabella was secretly a member." My eyes went wide. Oh, that's what she was talking about in the diary!

"Wow." Then, there was another knock at the door. Remus went over and opened it, revealing Alastor Moody. My blood ran cold for a moment, but I remembered that this was the real Moody. He limped in.

"Hello, Bernard. Abigail." My parents smiled.

"Good to see you, Alastor." Moody looked down at me.

"You must be Lacey. Heard a lot about you." This felt incredibly odd.

"Nice to meet you, sir." Moody went over to the table and sat down. When Mum and Dad did the same, I hesitantly followed suit.

"We're still waiting on a few more people," Sirius said. I looked at him curiously.

"How many people are in the Order?"

"A fair few, but we lost a large number of comrades in the First Wizarding War." I nodded, thinking back. Moody cleared his throat.

"Indeed." Just then, the door opened up, revealing a very bizarre-looking young woman. Her hair was purple, and her clothes were slightly worn. Behind the woman was a tall African-American man with blue robes and a matching round hat. Sirius stood to greet them.

"Hello, Tonks, Kingsley. Thanks for coming." Mum turned to me and smiled.

"Tonks, I'd like you to meet my daughter, Lacey." The woman turned to me and shook my hand, smiling.

"Hello, Lacey. It's an honor to meet you." Just then, I was shocked to see her hair turn yellow. My eyes widened, and just as quickly, it turned pink again. "Oh, sorry about that. I can't help it sometimes."

"Oh, I...um..."

"She's a Metamorphmagus, Lacey," Remus said. "Her appearance changes constantly." I nodded.

"Oh. That's cool!" Just then, I heard footsteps coming from upstairs. As the steps starting running down the stairs, I heard a very familiar voice.

"Oi, Hermione! Slow down!" I turned to the door just as Ron and Hermione stumbled in. Smiling, the latter ran at me and embraced me.

"Lacey! It's so good to see you!" I hugged her back, chuckling.

"Good to see you too." I turned to Ron, who looked at me like I expected him to hug me. Smiling, I simply waved. "All right, Ron?" He cleared his throat.

"All right." Then, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley walked in. They didn't look very happy, though.

"What is it?" Remus asked.

"I've received word that Harry was attacked by dementors," said Mr. Weasley. My heart started pounding.

"What?"

"Apparently, he cast a Patronus Charm and got expelled." My eyes widened.

"Wait, he wouldn't do that for no reason!" Just then, an owl flew through the window and dropped a parchment in Mrs. Weasley's hand. After reading it, she looked up, relieved.

"Oh, thank goodness..." Then, she looked at me, Hermione, and Ron. "Well, you two, why don't you take Lacey upstairs to unpack?" I went to protest, but Mum spoke.

"That's a good idea, Molly." She turned to me. "Go on, darling. It's fine." After she smiled at me reassuringly, I reluctantly turned towards Hermione and Ron, who led me out of the room and up the stairs.

"So...what is this place?" Ron turned to me.

"It's Sirius's house. He gave it to Dumbledore to use as headquarters."

"Oh." We finished the walk up the stairs in uncomfortable silence. Hermione led me to where she and Ginny slept, and I put down my trunk. Then, we went over to Ron's room and sat on one of the beds. It was quiet for a few moments.

"So," I began tentatively, "how was your summer?" Ron shrugged, and Hermione looked down.

"Not that great," she said. I nodded.

"Same here." I shifted on the bed. "It's just...I don't know." Ron nodded.

"It's crazy," he said. I nodded.

"It is. I mean, first You-Know-Who's return, then the Prophet's nonsense, and now dementors attacking Harry. What more could happen?"

Immediately after I said that, there was a loud crack behind me. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was. Fred and George sat on either side of me, squishing Hermione against the bedpost and knocking Ron off the bed altogether.

"You should be careful what you say, Lace," George said.

"You'll jinx the whole house," Fred stated. Ron scoffed as he got up off the floor.

"As if it isn't jinxed already." He was on his feet again. "Would you two stop doing that?" My mind clicked, and I smiled.

"Oh, right! You two are seventeen now. You can do magic outside of school, right?" The twins nodded proudly.

"Yes, and it's annoying the ruddy hell out of me!" an irritated Ron said. Hermione sighed deeply.

"Ronald, enough. There are much more serious things to worry about." Her eyes widened suddenly, and she ran over to her trunk. She pulled out a book and flipped through it furiously. Then, she pointed at a page. "There! Underage wizards are allowed to use magic in threatening situations. Harry can't possibly be expelled." Ron didn't look convinced.

"I don't know. Fudge could find a way around it. With all the rubbish that he's been putting in the Prophet, he'd be capable of anything." I nodded.

Just then, we heard some moving around downstairs. Without a word, Fred put a finger to his lips and pointed at the door. All of us got off the bed very carefully and slowly made our way towards the door. Ron opened it carefully, and we stepped into the hallway.

"Alright, we'll get him," I heard Moody say. I leaned forward over the rail just enough to get a glimpse of him, Tonks, Kingsley, and a few other people striding down the hallway and out the door. I was about to sigh in relief when I heard a nasty voice from next to me.

"Nasty brats, crowding the hallowed halls of the noble house of Black." I looked down and saw a house elf. He was dressed in a ragged pillowcase, and he was rather mean-looking. "If my mistress only knew..." I stepped back carefully, and Ron grabbed my arm.

"Back away, slowly," he whispered. We all went back into the room and shut the door.

"Who was...?"

"Kreacher," George said. "Sirius's house elf. Nasty little bugger."

Okay, I thought to myself. Things can definitely get worse.

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