Author's Note: Hello readers! Now that the school year is over, I actually have time to write again! Here is the first (very short) segment of a group of stories I am planning on writing, about the Order. They will not necessarily be in chronological order. Please let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter franchise.
In the Common Room
Remus Lupin
It was a few weeks after the reformation of the Order, on a late summer evening, when Remus realized what had happened.
He was sitting in the kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place, eating the leftover soup Molly had made for the members with vigor. Having just returned, exhausted, from guard duty, he was pleased to find Nymphadora, Kingsley, and Sirius waiting for him in the kitchen. They were sitting around him, laughing and joking with good spirits.
As Nymphadora changed her nose once again, to Sirius' delight, it hit Remus what was occurring within the dreary old house.
He's done it again, he thought with a grin.
It may not have been the original intent of the restoration of the Order, but it was an interesting and deliberate subplot.
Albus had formed a House of them.
He had created a family of a group of people from different backgrounds and different lives, just as he did at Hogwarts. He had gathered them in based on their sole commonality: the will to fight against Voldemort.
Those gathered in the kitchen in that moment, they were the first years. Nymphadora, Kingsley, Sirius, and Remus himself were the young and the innocent.
They were hope for the Order's survival.
They were an investment for the future.
They would learn to survive the journey together.
And there, in that house, in that kitchen, they were greeting each other in their Common Room.
Remus was home again.