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A/N: Until now, I've only written Dragonball Z stuff. If I write a wrong name, (most likely I'll change Ron to Gohan or Hermione to Videl) just tell me, okay? I'll fix and repost the 'offending' chapter. Now, to the fic!

Title: Never Too Young For War

Rating: PG-13

Themes: Action/Adventure, Tragedy, Romance, Humor

Main Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione

Summary: The trio and the rest of the D.A. must prepare for a war that they know has already begun. They know that, at any time, they could be called on to defend their school, their families, or the whole world. But is the faithful army of Albus Dumbledore too young to face the rigors of a war between good and evil? Will they persevere or will they crumble under the pressure?

"Speech"

Thoughts

Change of scene/time

Chapter One: D.A. Meetings and Mixed Emotions

"Stupefy!" Shouts of the incantation for the stunning charm filled the room. Harry knew that the D.A. was getting tired of practicing it, but it was useful, one of the most useful spells, and he wanted to make sure they were almost perfect with it.

Ron and Hermione were both walking throughout the room, correcting the very few mistakes they saw. Ron, in a mock-teacher like voice, was needlessly correcting Ginny's pronunciation. Harry chuckled lightly as the youngest Weasley stuck her tongue out at her older brother. Since Sirius died, it seemed like Ginny was the only person that could make Harry laugh, other than his two best friends.

Why is that? he thought. He looked over at the red-haired girl again, a smile forming on his lips. Wait a minute...I don't like her, do I? I can't like Ginny...Ron would be pissed. I remember how mad he got when she started dating Michael, and then Dean...Dammit...she's still with Dean, isn't she?

He let out a frustrated sigh and announced, "Okay, everybody. You can stop."

Gryffindor Common Room, Later that night

Ron tried not to scowl as he watched Ginny sitting in the corner of the room with Dean. He had a sneaking suspicion that they were making out, though it was too dark to tell for sure.

"Hey, Ron, it's your move."

Ron tore his over-protective eyes away from his sister, hearing Hermione talk to him.

"Oh, right. Sorry," he said, moving a pawn forward.

"Ron, are you okay? You normally would've beaten me by now," Hermione asked with an amused grin.

Ron blushed and said, "Yeah, I'm fine...it's just...Ginny and Dean..."

Hermione smiled. "Ron, you just have to accept it. Ginny's 15. She can make her own choices. Besides, Dean's a good guy."

"I know...I just can't help but think she's not as happy as she could be, with him," Ron said. Just like you and Krum, he added silently.

Hermione laughed and said, "Ron, just relax. She's knows who she's happy with."

"Yeah, I guess," Ron agreed reluctantly. "Oh, and by the way-" Ron positioned a bishop two spaces away from Hermione's king. "Checkmate."

Hermione pouted and Ron laughed at her, earning himself a glare from the girl.

"I don't like you anymore," Hermione said in mock sadness.

"If I said I was sorry would you like me again?" Ron said, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Sorry's a start. What else will you do for me?" Hermione asked.

"Hmm...how 'bout I give you the moon? Or a star on a necklace?" Ron replied, sounding like the handsome, charming 'beau' from old, black and white, romantic movies.

Harry, who had watched their game while polishing his Firebolt, stared in shock.

They're flirting! he thought. I knew Ron liked Hermione, but does she like him back? She already has a boyfriend. Although, it is a boyfriend that she never sees, except during summer. And when she does see Krum, they always get swamped by press. Maybe Ron has a chance with her. Looking over to Dean and Ginny, he thought, Unlike me. He could see the two of them better than Ron could, and he knew for sure that they were kissing. His heart wrenched as he heard a quiet "I love you" come from Ginny, directed, obviously, at Dean.

Next morning, Great Hall

The trio was eating breakfast, dreading the double Potions class they were about to have with Slytherin. Harry looked up as the mail arrived. He expected to see Hedwig, but didn't expect her to have a note.

Harry, yer potions class'll be cancelled today. Professor Snape is gonna be needed somewhere else. Come down to me hut with Hermione, Ron, and Ginny. Professor Lupin is where Snape is, so Ginny doesn't have DATDA. (A/N: That's right, he's back!) It's about the you-know-what.

Hagrid

Harry silently showed the note to his three friends, who nodded. Dean, Seamus, and Neville looked at them strangely, but they simply grinned at their friends, offering no explanation. Though they were part of an army that could possibly end up facing Death Eaters and Voldemort, that didn't make them part of the Order, which was kept secret to all non-members.

When they were done eating, the four of teens went to Hagrid's hut, finding only their half-giant friend and Fang.

"The others'll be down soon," Hagrid said, handing out cups of tea.

"Do you know what's going on, Hagrid? This can't be a normal meeting. Order meetings are usually after dinner," Hermione pointed out.

"I'm not sure. Dumbledore sure wanted you lot down here right quick, though," Hagrid said. Just as he finished, they heard someone knock on the door. Hagrid opened it, revealing Snape and Lupin. The latter accepted tea from Hagrid as they sat down.

"Professor Dumbledore believes that Voldemort may send some of his Death Eaters to the school," Lupin began, earning gasps and shocked stares.

"Why? How could they possibly get past Professor Dumbledore and all the other teachers?" Ginny asked.

"There are so many entrances to the school, we cannot cover them all. The Dark Lord knows that. As you know, he has been recruiting more and more wizards. He has enough to get past us and get into the school. Which is why we need your help, along with that defense group you have," Snape said.

"What can we do?" Harry asked.

"The first thing you can do is distribute copies of the Marauder's Map. Only to members of the D.A. that will not abuse it. You, along with the teachers, will be on the lookout for Death Eaters constantly. With members of three houses and every year, you should be able to discern student from Death Eater," Lupin said.

"Also, we would like it if you, just the four of you, that is, reinforced the defenses we will be putting up. Granger, I trust you know the Iron Curtain Charm and the Intruderia Curse?" Snape asked.

"Yes," Hermione replied.

"Teach them to Potter and the Weasleys, then," Snape ordered.

"But aren't they fairly easy to break?" Hermione questioned.

"No matter how smart you are, girl, you are still the student. Believe it or not, there are things about spells you do not know yet," Snape snapped before leaving Hagrid's hut.

Ron scowled and muttered, "That bastard."

"What was that, Ron?" Lupin asked, trying not to chuckle, knowing darn well what Ron had said. Sure, Snape deserved it, but he was the teacher while the four youngest Order members were still students.

"Er...nothing, Professor," Ron, replied, turning a brilliant shade of red.

After the 'meeting', they headed back up to the castle. As they walked, Ginny pointed out, "Hey, this is our first official Order assignment."

"Hey, you're right," Hermione agreed. Harry nodded and Ron said, "Go us!" They all laughed as they entered the castle they had been assigned to protect.

End of Chapter One.

A/N: So, what'd ya think? Shall I continue? I don't know why I'm asking. I'm writing more even if you hate it. Until next time!

Emmerz

Next time on NTYFW:

"No, Ron, you're doing it all wrong."

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"The fourth floor! I think there's a Death Eater!"

"Viktor, it's you! I've missed you."