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The Order of the Light

A Harry potter Fan Fiction

Chapter one -Arrivals -

It was two years into the dark war, two years since the rebirth of the dark lord Voldemort, that the greatest weapon against the dark was found and forged. Led by Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore, the two greatest white wizards of the war, a new order was created. Named the Order of the Light, it signified the will to resist the spreading darkness, the encroaching evil. It was the shield of the innocent and the sword of the righteous. Its founding became the day that many said the war was won, and its name was one used to bless and curse. Though the trials of its founding a known only to few, it was a very difficult time for all, and its story is one cloaked in mystery and shadow. It all started on the first of September, in Harry's 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

--- King's cross station ---

"Come on Harry, we need to get on the train quick, its almost 11 o'clock" "Yeah, hang on a sec, I almost got it, there, I am coming" Just then the whistle blew and a blast of steam shot into the air from the front of the train, "HARRY!" In two huge bounds Harry Potter was across the platform and shot through the door into the train compartment as it moved forward with a jerk.

Harry sat down in the compartment with Ron, who went straight across the compartment to Hermione and planted a big kiss on her lips. Harry took the seat at the other end of the compartment to leave them a little privacy. After a while they stopped trying to swallow each other, and sat down, thought still holding hands. Hermione looked a little flushed, when she turned to harry and saw his embarrassment at his situation she asked, "why don't you get a girlfriend Harry?" Before Harry could answer there was the sound of laugher and snickers coming from the open door into the hallway. "Him? Potty? You must be kidding? Not even misery maid Myrtle would go out with him!" the speaker was a Slytherin boy of pale face with blonde hair. Ron jumped up, and strolled over to the open door "sod of Malfoy, Harry could get a date well before you, unless you're dating those two?" at which he indicated the two big boys standing behind Draco in the corridor. Draco Malfoy turned a very deep shade of red, "If he can get a date by Christmas, for the ball, then I will go in a pink nighty!" he spat out. Ron covered his confusion, what ball?, and answered with "fine! Hope its got lots of frills!" at this Draco just smiled, and turned, but before he left the door way he replied over his shoulder, "of course, if he hasn't got a date, he wears the dress" and then he walked down the corridor and out of site, followed by his two cronies. "Great Ron, just brilliant, so now what's Harry going to do? How is he supposed to find a girlfriend by Christmas?" When Harry tried to assure them that he in fact would have a date for the Christmas ball, if there was one, how did Malfoy know?, Ron jumped in "don't worry mate, she doesn't understand at all" this of course started of another row between the two. They didn't even stop when the lady came round with the trolley, so Harry Decided to buy sweets anyway. He sat there and ate chocolate frogs, and every flavour beans while doing his best to ignore the increasing volume coming from his friends.

About half an hour after the trolley lady had gone by, the compartment door opened again and in walked Ginny Weasley. "Not at it again?!" she said as she realised what all the shouting was. "again?" Harry asked, a little confused. Ginny gave him a little look and then sat down on the empty seat next to Harry. "Yeah, again! Before you came round this summer, they had already had at least 5 fights." She gave him another considering look before continuing, "I think the only reason they do it is so they can make up again". Harry sat there a little confused for a minute before the realisation of what Ginny had just said hit him. "GINNY!" he shouted, though you could barely hear it over the now immense volume of the fight. "What?" she looked a little confused and more then slightly mischievous. "You think I don't know what they do in his room for hours on end, with absolutely no noise coming out at all? You think I am so innocent I don't know what they are up to when Hermione sneaks out of my room in the middle of the night, or early hours of the morning?" Harry just sat there and looked at her, so she continued "though where they learnt a silencing charm I will never know, I mean, I have checked the whole library for one, and there isn't one, not in any of the books, o, there is mention of them, but no actual charm is mentioned" Harry was more then a little shocked by now, so his next few mistakes can be forgiven. "Taciturnitas" he muttered under his breath, before "WHAT? Ginny, what are you doing try to find a silencing charm?" Ginny blushed a little at this, but came back with "well, I could ask you the same, and have you never thought about what fun it might be to make up like that?" and she indicated the now silent couple who were engrossed in each others lips. As the words sunk in Harry found a new meaning in the looks Ginny was giving him, but before he could so much as look shocked, she swept up and out of the door.

The rest of the journey was fairly uneventful. The rest of the Gryffindor 6th year boys looked in on them, dean and Seamus came in to talk about Quidditch, and Neville was looking for his toad, Trevor, again. Even some of the 6th year girls came in to see them, the most interesting of which was Cho Chang. They finally arrived at the platform in Hogsmeade, and exited the train. Hagrid was standing at one end of the platform bellowing that the first years should follow him, for the first years take the customary trip across the lake in the enchanted boats, but when he say harry Ron and Hermione he called out to them "ho Harry, and you two, how you been?" but before they could call back he turned and lead the first years away to the awaiting boats. And so all the rest of the students headed to the other end to clime into the awaiting carriages. Finally, after what seemed an eternity to Harry, (well, what do you do when your two best friends wont stop getting off with each other?), the carriages pulled up outside the doors to the immense castle. As the students crossed the entranceway towards the great hall, Harry noticed some of the Slytherin students looking at him and laughing. When they noticed they had attracted his attention one of them, a 4th year Harry did not know, shouted across to him. "Hay potter, will you need to borrow a nighty, or do you have your own?!" this was followed by even more laughter and a few strange looks shot in Harry's direction.

Once everybody had settled down at the four great tables, professor McGonagall lead the first year students into the hall from a door to the side of the teachers table. The first years looked particularly nervous, and Harry recalled his own sorting. Hmm, difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh my goodness, yes - and a thirst to prove yourself, now that's interesting. so where shall I put you? Harry had pleaded not to be put in Slytherin, and the reply he got was not the reassuring one he had hoped, not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness. Finally Harry was placed in Gryffindor, and it took almost 4 years for Harry to realise that Gryffindor was indeed were he belonged, to banish all doubt.

As the students walked past Harry noticed that there was a two empty chairs. One for McGonagall, and the other for the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. In the four years Harry had been at Hogwarts there had not been a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher who had lasted more then a year. First was Quirrell, who just thought of sent shivers down Harry's spine, Quirrell who had teamed up with Voldemort, the most powerful of the dark wizards, and Harry's mortal enemy. After Quirrell had come Lockhart, he was worse in ways then was quarrel. A pretender and incompetent wizard. Then, in Harry's 3rd year had been Remus Lupin. Professor Lupin had been the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher Harry had ever had, and that was on top of the fact that Lupin was an old friend of James potter, Harry's father, and Sirius Black, Harry's godfather. But professor Lupin had been forced to resign when professor Snape had let slip the fact that Lupin was in fact a werewolf. After that had been Mad-Eye Moody, or whom every one thought was Moody. It was in fact one of Voldemort's death eaters sent to Hogwarts in an attempt to capture and kill Harry, while at the same time bring lord Voldemort back to power. That attempt had been completed, minus Harry's death. Then there was that odd witch, Matilda. She was worse then all the rest of them. She was as bad as Snape for giving detentions and taking points, the only good thing was that she did not pick on any one student or any house, she was fair with her favours. All suffered. So who will it be this year? Not Snape surly?

By now McGonagall had lined the first years up and was giving the speech on what was to happen with the sorting. One by one, the students were called forwards, sat on the stool, put the hat on their heads and were placed in the house that was to be there home for the next seven years. Finally when the sorting was finished the feast began. Chickens and turkeys, dove and pheasant. Lamb, beef and pork. With potatoes of every type, cooked every possible way, and more vegetables then you could believe existed. When all had finally finished eating, the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, stood up at the teacher's table and cleared the plates and trenchers with a wave of his hand. All faces turned to him as he began to speak. "Right then, before we depart for our beds I would like to give the start of term notices. First years are to know that the forbidden forest is just that, forbidden, to all pupils. Also I would like to remind you all that magic is not to be used in the corridors between lessons. And lastly, most of you have noticed that professor Matilda is no longer with us" this announcement was meet be cheers from all. "And, due to the apparently cursed position, I have been unable to find anybody to fill the position, so I would like to announce that the Defence Against the Dark Arts classes will be taken by." he paused, and silence filled the room, though there was the faint sound of "not Snape, not Snape" emanating from various tables. At last, when the tension was at braking point Dumbledore finished his sentence "me! And also assisted by the rest of the teachers." This was meet by even wilder cheering then the news that professor Matilda would not be returning. "Ok, that's it for tonight, so off to bed with you. Dream sweet" and with that the headmaster left the great hall, followed by the rest of the teachers.

As they all traipsed up to the Gryffindor common room, all the students were talking about the revelation of who was teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons. "Of course he has experience, who do think fought Voldemort the first time?" and "yeah but what about Snape, he said all the teachers would help". But, as important as this news was, Harry couldn't seem to concentrate on it, he just couldn't stop think about what Ginny had said on the train. He was finally snapped out of it when he realised he was standing outside the common room, and every one else had gone to bed. He walked up to the landing before the stairs split to go to the dormitory and there he found Ron and Hermione engaged in another round of tonsil tennis, and Ginny standing to one side. As he caught her eye, Ginny rolled hers and looked pointedly at the couple standing there ignoring every thing going on around them, finally the broke apart and said their good nights, and then Hermione turned and walked of to the girls dormitory, with Ginny following behind, and just before she went trough her bedroom door, Ginny turned to Harry and winked. Harry, feeling more then just a little confused by all this, turned and followed Ron into the 6th years boy dormitory. He changed into his night robes, and then climbed into his bed, as he took of his glasses, he asked Ron "Ron, what do you think of Ginny?" there was a grunt before Ron replied "What do you mean what do I think? She's my sister?" To this Harry could only reply "yeah, but she is a girl, and boys are going to start to notice, if they haven't already" Ron, in his half asleep state replied "yeah, well they better not, cause if anyone touches her, I'll kill em" then he feel asleep. Harry just lay there, running trough the conversation he and Ginny had on the train. Could it be possible that she still likes me? She hadn't shown any sign since the end of the second year, when I rescued her from Tom Riddle. No, she was just being friendly. Or was she? Maybe it was more then that. Harry put the thoughts firmly from his mind and promptly fell of to sleep.



A/N - Thanks go to AgiVega for pointing out my numerous mistakes. Hopefully they have all been removed now. Please point out any left.

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