Please don't get angry if you see spelling mistakes. Most of them are because I didn't pay attention. I know that the first chapters are not that well written, but my writing style has improved, or at least this was what I was told.

Disclaimer: Everything you recognize in this story belong to J.K Rowling, the rest is my imagination.

1.A new attack

"Kids could you please take those chairs into the house. I really need to rest a bit after this wedding. I still can't believe they all left like that and left me do all the cleaning. And Charlie is still sleeping. I can't understand how does he mange to get to work on time."

"Yeah, like we didn't do anything." said Ron in a whisper. "Ron you forgot a spot on the window…" he said again perfectly imitating his mother.

"Ronald I heard that!"

"Sorry mum!"

"Ah, you're right. I shouldn't be blaming you for all this. And Harry, Hermione you really didn't have to anything."

"Oh, it's all right. We like to be of help, don't we Harry?"

"Of course. After all if you haven't sent me that food three years ago I wouldn't have been here now. You really saved me from starving".

"Come with me. I just baked some cookies and I'm sure you'll enjoy them."

They all went into the kitchen and Mrs. Weasley put a large plate of home made cookies on the table.

"Would you like some tea with them?"

"Yes!" said the four friends all together.

Mrs. Weasley took her wand and with one move 4 cups appeared on the table, and with another move hot tea appeared in them."

"Thank you."

Harry took his cup and took a gulp looking at the Weasleys' weird clock. All it's nine hands were positioned on "mortal danger", but the next second the one with Mr. Weasley name moved to "traveling". But Harry wasn't the only one who noticed that.

"Mum, dad is coming here I think." said Ginny.

"What?"

With a loud pop Mr. Weasley apparated into the kitchen."

"God, Arthur you scared me. What are you doing here so early? Are you feeling all right…" said Mrs. Weasley quickly when seeing her husband white face.

"Yes. Where's Charlie? I have some important news to tell you and I'm sure he'll be interested in it."

"I'm here dad, what's the problem" said Charlie standing in the door still wearing his pajama."

"I've got bad news. Romendacil just contacted me and said that Monica and her family have been attacked by You-Know-Who!"

"What! That can't be! What happened? Is she all right? What about her family?"

"Her family is ok. And so is she at least physically."

"What do you mean by at least physically?"

"Madalina and Radu are dead."

"What? How?"

"They tried to protect her."

"But, how? I mean I understand Madalina after all she was a great witch but Radu… he was just a muggle…Shit, of course. He did it because he loved her."

"I don't know very well but Romendacil asked you to stay here another week because he'll come here with Monica. He also asks you Harry to wait for their arrival because they have something important to talk to you."

A moment of silence followed this news. The first one to speak was Harry.

"Forgive me Mr. Weasley but who are these persons."

It was Charlie the one who answered with a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Romendacil is one of the greatest wizards of the world. He was a very good friend of Mr. Dumbledore. He teached at Hogwarts about 20 years ago and now he's headmaster at Deceneu another school for witches and wizards which is in Romania. Monica and Madalina are both witches and best friends and Radu is Monica's boyfriend. They were quite inseparable. We were friends…"

"But why!" shouted Mrs. Weasley speaking for the first time. Why them?"

"Because Monica was in the order."

"What? She couldn't be. Mr. Dumbledore would have never permitted this. She is only a child!" said Mrs. Weasley in disbelief.

"Actually both she and Madalina were. In case you forgot the condition was for them to be at least 17 and if they were still at school to have their family permeation. And they had both. And beside even if they didn't have their family permeation no one could have denied their right to be in the order after all they and their friends have discovered about Death Eaters."

"What do you mean by that? What did they do?" asked Harry.

"Just after Mr. Romendancil found out that You-Know-Who is back he called all the people that use to be in the Order. Among them where Madalina's parents and of course they told her the news. As it was exepted she went immediately at Monica's house and gave her the news. They knew that the Order needed people so they thought about joining in but the other members didn't accept because they didn't see what two 15 years old girls could do to help them. So they decided to do things their way. They already knew the names of some DE that managed to escape prison and they decided to follow them. And so they did. They put together all their money and bought a recorder and went to an expensive wizard restaurant. Of course they disguised themselves very well into a couple young lovers and managed to put the recorder under the table of a family of DE. The next day they gave me the recorder and said that I must play it during the next meeting of the order. I did as they said and we were all surprised about what they had done. But still they were too young for the order. Madalina's parents came with a great idea. They made a kind of sub-order in which all the persons over 14 could come and get training before being accepted in the Order of Phoenix. But Monica and Madalina still didn't agree. They wanted to be aloud to spy. After a long talk Mr. Romendacil accepted their idea. After this more parents from the order wanted their children to be involved in this because this way they knew that their children will be well trained and that their will always be someone to take care of them in case they died."

"Why didn't you tell me this before?"

"Mum, you never asked."

"Sorry to interrupt, but how did they manage to disguise themselves into lovers? I mean that is very difficult magic." said Hermione

"You'd be surprised if you knew them. They always succeeded in what they wanted."

"But, how come you know them?" asked Hermione again.

"We met them and their families when we visited Charlie. They are all wonderful persons. I learned some interesting things about muggle history from Monica's dad. Her parents were both muggles and architects."

"Dad, when are they coming?"

"After the funerals."

"So that would be like in 3 days. Excuse me I need to be alone for a while." and with that Charlie left the kitchen. Ginny quickly followed him saying that she wants to be sure that he's al right.

Harry, Ron and Hermione also left the room leaving Mr. Weasley comforting his wife that was know crying.

They walk around the garden with out speaking to each other for five minutes.

"Harry, what are you going to do next? But before you take any decisions I want you to know that we'll still follow you." said Hermione.

"Well I think I'll wait to meet Romendacil and Monica and we'll go to Godric's Hollow.

"You want to go to Godric's Hollow? Why?" came a voice from behind.

"Ginny what are you doing here?" asked Harry.

"This is my house after all and I can go wherever I want whenever I want. Now answer my question."

"Ginny, please don't put questions. I don't want to lie to you."

"Well, then tell me the truth. I'm your girlfriend."

"Ginny please understand…"

"No, you understand. I'm coming with you even if you like it or not."

"No way, I don't want to put you in danger. I love too much."

"Harry if you don't take me, I'll follow you and I think you'd prefer to know where I am."

"But…"

"So it's more then that. You don't trust…"

"Ginny please it's not that. It's just that I can't tell you. I've made a promise."

"Ah, I see. Be it your way but first may I ask you if you made the promise to Mr. Dumbledore before of after we got together?" and with that Ginny returned. The color of her face matched the one of the hair.

"What are you going to do Harry?" asked Hermione.

"What? He's not taking her. She's to litlle!"

"Ron, shut up, will you?" said an angry Hermione.

Harry didn't hear the rest of his friends' argument because he was too lost in his own thoughts. He did not know what to do.