Author's Note: The chapters will likely be short, but this is just a silly little idea that a sentence in another fic gave me. Have fun ;)
"Come in, Harry," Dumbledore called when he heard the spiral staircase grind to a halt outside his office door one morning after breakfast. The old door creaked open and Harry slipped in, not appearing at all surprised to be summoned. Albus supposed he had been sending notes to Harry too often for him to sneak into the office and look around curiously as he had the first few times he had received an invitation. Instead, his student came right in and sat down in the chair before Albus's desk with an ease of familiarity and a faint smile.
"Hello, my boy. Thank you for coming on such short notice."
"Anytime, headmaster."
"Care for a lemon drop?"
"Sure." Albus hadn't bothered to pick up the bowl on his desk to offer so sure was he that Harry wouldn't accept the candy. It seems that not very many people see it fit to indulge in the occasional sweet, Albus thought as he raised the dish for Harry to pluck a lemon drop out of. I'm glad that Harry has yet to reach that point. Harry popped the little yellow ball into his mouth and smiled at Dumbledore before asking, "Do you have something you want to talk about?"
"Ah, yes, of course. I have some exciting news regarding the Order, though nothing especially helpful for our actual cause." He paused, regarding the slightly disheartening mix of repressed anxiety and halfhearted excitement on Harry's face. "The restoration of Number 12 Grimmauld place has been completed. The order now has a headquarters!" Dumbledore sat back in his chair and brought his arms from their place on his desk out to the armrests, satisfied at his artful delivery.
"That's great, headmaster," Harry's lack of surprise to this news was also slightly disheartening, Dumbledore thought. "Sirius will be happy."
"Yes he will, my boy! Molly and Arthur have gotten the house ready for our first meeting, which is the purpose of your visit. The meeting will be tonight at 8 o'clock sharp, but you'll have to use Severus's floo to get there. Be at his quarters at five 'till, do you understand? We wouldn't want the Order to be missing a member on the grand opening of Number 12!" Albus made sure to add extra sparkle to his eyes for good measure.
"Yep, I'll be there. Thanks for the lemon drop, headmaster!" Harry said as he stood up. "See you tonight," he called just as the office door creaked closed behind him.
"Of course, my boy…" Albus said to the now empty room. Fawkes squawked from his perch dolefully. That was surprisingly anticlimactic. Dumbledore thought. He would simply have to refine his announcement when he told the rest of the Order members.
