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Chapter One

Harry watched in shock as Professor Dumbledore disappeared in the blue light. He was still processing what he had just witnessed when he saw nothing but blue light and felt himself be pulled away from the hospital bed he had been resting in. When his eyes readjusted to the room, he discovered he was not the only one completely confused. He saw a few teachers, the whole Weasley family, Hermione, Sirius (still in Padfoot form), Remus, Draco Malfoy (which confused him to no end) and several people he did not recognize.

The room they were standing in looked like a giant common room. Couches and comfortable looking chairs filled the room, and along the side of the room was a long table similar to those in the great hall at Hogwarts. There were 3 doors along the far wall and no windows were visible.

For nearly a minute the occupants of the room sat in total silence, observing the others present as if looking for the one responsible for bringing them all here. No one presented as guilty, so everyone began speaking at once.

"Bloody hell!"

"Language, Ronald!"

"Dumbledore, what is going on? Where are we?"

"Wait until my father hears that I was kidnapped by these blood traitors!"

"Who brought us here? What kind of dark magic is this?"

"QUIET!"

The last words were shouted by Dumbledore as each person in the room shifted their attention to him. Once the room was reasonably quiet, he began speaking again.

"I am afraid that I do not know the circumstances that brought each of us to this place, but it will not help matters to shout or panic. I understand that you are feeling out of sorts with this sudden change in environment, as am I, but discovering the nature of our predicament will require a calm mind."

Some calmed at his words, but Severus Snape replied in outrage, "Potter had something to do with this. What did you do, Potter?"

All attention fell on the boy who lived, who was feeling confused and exposed as all attention in the room turned on him. He became acutely aware of the fact that he was in hospital night clothes while everyone else in the room was clothed, and thanks to the dreamless sleep potion still working its way through his system, his mind was too fuzzy to think clearly. The adrenaline from the evening had completely worn off, and he felt tired and sore, wanting nothing more than to rest. He was more focused on remaining upright instead of looking like a weakling as the others in the room stared at him.

"Severus," Dumbledore began, "I am confident that Harry over there had nothing to do with this as he was unconscious until a few moments before we were brought here."

A few in the room, namely Molly Weasley and Padfoot, seemed to remember at that moment that Harry should have been lying in bed, not standing in a strange room with no explanation. Molly guided him to an oversized chair and insisted that he sit, and Padfoot sat at his feet, both to provide comfort and protection. Padfoot was glaring at Snape with a low growl rumbling from his throat while Dumbledore continued to speak.

"Let us take in what we do know," Dumbledore continued. "I take it you were, like me, engulfed in a blue light which transported you to this room?"

All the occupants of the room nodded, a few confused to see a grim-like dog nod like he understood the headmaster.

"Good, now I also assume there is no way out of this room at the present time."

A bald man with a gold earring dangling from his ear approached from the corner he was standing in. "Dumbledore, I have checked out the room and there is one door that heads into a hallway with what appears to be bedrooms. I sent Auror Tonks down that hall to check for exits. Another door there," pointing to a second door "leads to a kitchen area, and a third door that leads to a loo. The room looks like it is set up to hold guests, indefinitely."

"Thank you, Kingsley," replied Dumbledore, "I am glad to have a few Aurors with us as we do not yet know what we are facing."

Harry's ears perked up at the word Auror. Partly in excitement as he was considering that as a potential career someday. But mostly out of fear. The giant dog at his feet WAS the most wanted criminal in the wizarding world currently and he was not going to lose his godfather any time soon.

Dumbledore seemed to read Harry's mind, because he continued, "while Auror Tonks is securing the location, I think it would be better to have as many qualified wizards available if necessary. Sirius, would you please join us. I promise you have nothing to fear from the people in this room."

Harry's heart leapt to his throat. NOOOO he wanted to shout. He didn't know quite a few people in the room or how they would react to being in the room with Sirius Black. Dumbledore looked completely calm however and Padfoot only hesitated for a moment before transforming into the thin and pale Sirius Black.

For the second time the room broke out into shouts, this time ones of shock and outrage that a murderer was so close to Harry and should be restrained. Molly Weasley and Kingsley pulled their wands prepared to defend Harry from this man, who had taken the seat next to Harry, placing his arm around him in a show of comfort and support while the outrage continued.

"QUIET!" Dumbledore shouted for the second time in a few minutes. "Sirius Black has my confidence. I am certain that the details surrounding the actions that he was accused will be discussed and the truth will come to light. Until then he is under my protection."

Kingsley and Molly withdrew their wands, reluctantly, and slowly the occupants of the room calmed. Severus Snape held a look of absolute hatred and revulsion as he glared at Sirius Black, who glared back with equal hostility. Finally Remus stepped between the two, breaking their eye contact.

"Gentlemen, we can continue this staring contest of hatred later. We have more important things to deal with."

Snape tutted at being put in place by the werewolf, and Sirius looked down and gave Harry an encouraging smile, pulling him into a comfortable hug.

A woman with pink spiky hair emerged from the first door and walked directly to Kingsley and Dumbledore. "The doors down the hallway lead to bedrooms and a few loos. No signs of exits or windows."

Dumbledore thanked her and opened his mouth to speak again, when a gust of wind filled the room. Harry turned around and looked over his chair to see a vortex on the empty side of the room. If he hadn't been terrified he would have thought it was beautiful as it spun in multiple colors. A moment later 2 forms emerged from the vortex, both looking like they just went through a warzone.

The first man looked about Bill Weasley's age, with, strangely enough turquoise hair. He looked a little nervous to be standing in the room but did not back down under the dozen wands pointed directly at him.

The second man looked like he was struggling a bit as he exited the vortex. Once he emerged, the vortex reduced in size, looking like a snitch hanging in the air. Harry heard a few sharp intakes of breath around him, and after getting a proper look at the second man he understood why.

The second man looked to be in his 40's and had dark hair that stood up everywhere with a few flecks of gray on the sides. He stood shorter than the first man but his posture and presence made it clear he was in charge. Most notably were the green eyes, hidden by glasses and the familiar lightning bolt on his forehead.

"Harry?"