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The sun rose over the houses of privet drive as a raven-haired boy sat outside watching it, waiting with his luggage and a snowy white owl beside him. He couldn't wait to leave this house, to get away from the yelling and the screaming. Then, just as sunlight hit the ground in front of his overly large shoes, a red head landed in front of him on a fairly new broomstick. "Hi ya' Harry. You ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be. Nice seeing you again, Ron and um... thanks for letting me stay with your family for the rest of the summer again." Replied Harry.

"Don't sweat it. Now we have to get going. I'm already late as it is." Then Ron seized Hedwigs cage under his arm and went back on his broom. Harry followed and grabbed his luggage and got on his Firebolt. As they took off from the ground and headed into the clouds, Harry wondered where they were going to stay but before he could ask Ron answered him. "We're going to stay at the burrow the rest of the summer, mum doesn't want the Order 'affecting' our school work. Charlie, Bill, Fred, and George are over at Grimmwald and we're stuck at home."

"So will it be only you, me, Ginny, and your mum?" Harry asked.

"Well, mum said that there would be some one from the Order dropping in and staying with us for a while, and Hermione might come and stay, and maybe the twins will come by and visit but, yeah, it will mostly be just us." He replied. The friends spent the rest of the flight talking about what they had done earlier in the summer, the Order, and just overall general things, while narrowly escaping an encounter or two with migrating ducks.

As they touched down on the dirt in front of the Burrow it was nearly dusk, and both boys were in a deep conversation involving Quidditch, when Mrs. Weasley came out to greet them with an overly enthusiastic hug saying that dinner was on the table. The two boys rushed inside eagerly awaiting their meal and trying to get away from Mrs. Weasley's death grip. She told them that the twins were here and asked them how their flight was, just normal dinner small talk.

After the boys ate they went up stairs to sleep. They walked into Ron's room, changed into their pajamas, and crawled into bed. But it wasn't long until they heard voices coming from downstairs. Ron slowly got out of bed not making a sound and Harry followed his lead towards the door. Indeed there were two voices, two female voices, coming from the kitchen. Harry opened the door slowly and to his surprise he saw Fred and George peering over the edge of the railing trying so desperately to get a closer look at the stranger.

"How was your flight C-"the stranger had cut Mrs. Weasley off from finishing her sentence. "I mean...oh what was it you go by again...Oh yes, Loki! How was your flight Loki?" she finished.

"Fine, thank you Molly. I'm sorry to cut you off but you do realize that someone could be anywhere, lurking in the shadows. You know how wanted I am. D even insisted that I go by code name." Loki replied. She didn't sound English. Maybe from America the boys all thought. They saw a glimpse of one of Loki's tan legs as they both walked into the kitchen.

"D? Oh Dumbledore! Sorry honey, it's been a long day." She said while sitting down. "Are you hungry?"

"No, just tired" she yawned.

"Well then let me show you to your room. Do need any help carrying anything?" With that the boys sneaked quietly back into their rooms so that Mrs. Weasley would find them all trying to see who Loki really was. She sounded no older then the twins, but called adults by their first name. This intrigued Harry and Ron and they now wanted to find out exactly who this stranger was. "This way dear, you're going to be staying in Charlie's room. It's the cleanest."

"Oh! Charlie is your son! He's so nice. I'm glad he let me stay with him in Romania for a while, while I was on my ... um ... mission." The boys heard the slow creak of the door and the footsteps on the soft carpet.

"So, what are your hours?" As Molly shifted her weight you could hear the floor creak throughout the quiet house.

"11p.m-6a.m. I have the night shift." Loki said unenthusiastically.

"You poor dear. I can't belive that Dumbledore is alright with giving you the night shift. Then again he dose know best. When do you start?" questioned Molly.

Loki replied with yet another yawn "Tomorrow".

"Then you better get your rest. I promise to make the boys be quiet while you sleep. Good night" Mrs. Weasley said as she closed the door.

"Oh, Molly! Aurthor sends his love." Molly blushed at this a little and then the door creaked shut.

Please R&R. I know that the begging is kinda slow but once the trio reach Hogwarts then the fun begins! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAcof cof, gets a drink of water and clears throat HAHAHAHAHA....k, i'm done now . Please R&R!!