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yadayadayada=Neah

Yadayadayada=Allen

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Explanations

"Molly, I really must go. I have business at the school that must be attended to I'm sure Professor Walker would be glad to be treated to food and the meeting though."

Allen glanced at Dumbledore's face feeling like he'd been sacrificed to a lion. Molly, as named by Dumbledore, grabbed Allen's arm while saying goodbye to Dumbledore and dragged him to the kitchen. Allen reluctantly followed her down the dark spooky halls, and was led inside a warmly lit room where a congregation of people were sitting and talking. The man who seemed to be in charge was an aging man with plenty of battle scars and an electric blue eye that whizzed around in its socket completely independent of the other. Molly cleared her throat and spoke, "Professor Dumbledore came and left the new teacher in my hands. Why don't we introduce ourselves then clean up and have dinner?" It wasn't a suggestion.

The man with the blue eye stared at Allen taking in his youth and contradictory white hair before speaking up, "My name is Alastor Moody, I am one of the leaders of the Order." They went around in a similar fashion introducing the rest of the members. As they finished introducing themselves they looked at Allen who had a slightly glazed look in his eyes. Moody coughed and Allen looked at the room startled.

"Sorry 'bout that!" He laughed nervously scratching the back of his head, "I suppose you all know that I'm the new teacher in Hogwarts. My name is Allen Walker and -"

He got cut off by Molly who had noticed the tired look in his eyes and everyone else's. "I'm sure you can tell us the rest later but I think it's time to call it a night."

The room murmured their assent and some moved to leave. Though most of the members left, Moody, Lupin, Tonks, Black, Arthur, Bill, and of course Molly stayed.

She looked at Allen and asked, "Do you mind calling the kids? They should be on the floor above..."

Allen raised an eyebrow at the thought of having kids at the Headquarters. Although, he thinks, the Order isn't much better it's possibly worse. Allen walked up the stairs to the room with the most noise and knocked on the door, loud enough to be heard but not overly loud. The noise immediately quieted down and a bushy, brown haired girl opened the door. He could see the confusion in her eyes at the unrecognizable figure standing at the doorway.

"...who?"

"Mrs. Weasley sent me to tell you it's time for dinner."

The room's occupants began to stand at the phrase, and came out one by one. Allen noticed they were primarily red heads, the bushy haired girl and the boy with the black hair and green eyes were the only two who didn't look like they were a Weasley. Allen followed after as the children entered the kitchen in which Molly was making dinner.

"Wonderful, thanks dear. Fred and George start setting the table, Ginny please set these dishes on the table."

The said children began to do as they were told albeit loudly while the adults had already sat down and were talking quietly amongst themselves, and lastly the black haired, bushy haired, and a redhead sat down at the middle of the table. All the while Allen stood in the corner watching and trying to memorize faces.

Don't worry nephew. I'll be sure to remember all those faces for you. And the way to your classroom.

...You're teasing me...

Neah laughed at Allen's voice. Allen frowned and sighed in his mind. A loud crash came from the door and Allen's head whipped around. Every occupant had stood and turned towards the door, wands out. Allen, the one closest to the door, cautiously crept towards the door followed by Moody, Black, and Lupin. Several more crashes sounded and Allen's eye activated, identifying a Level 3. Moving quickly yet silently Allen threw the door open and shut it as quickly, but not before going out himself. Allen surprised the Level 3 who had just begun to start ramming into the door yet again. The Akuma abruptly came to a stop and backtracked at the sight if this new figure. Its senses warned it of Innocence but unable to ignore its cravings it charged at the exorcist who was now running away from the door.

"I-Innocence..." It rasped as it rushed Allen.

The door creaked open and revealed the three wizards who'd followed Allen. The Akuma stopped and faced the three and charged them, its intent clear.

Its mouth opened and visible, thin, opaque rings appeared. Startled Allen halted, turned and ran towards the men. His hand began to reveal Crown Clown unnoticed by the Akuma and wizards. As the 'sound' began to shoot towards the three, Allen jumped clear over the Akuma and landed facing it. His cloak emanated from his shoulders between the humans and the 'demon'.

"What-?" Black began before getting cut off by Allen.

"Get back in! I can take care of it."

Moody's face narrowed, "Now listen here we are supposed to protect this place, not you. Now, if you'd kindly get out of the way, we'll take care of that thing."

Allen sighed in exasperation as the Akuma repeatedly beat on the barrier. "I'm sorry and I'll explain later, but please just go inside."

As he pushed them back indoors the Level 3 broke past the barrier cutting Allen's back. Allen's eyes widened and he shut the door as the first stars began to appear. He made sure the door couldn't be open again before purifying himself of the poison.

Outstretched, his arm touched the Akuma on the helmet and moved down rapidly, purifying it.

Allen sighed (again) and touched his back and in the rapidly developing light he could see the sticky blood. Disregarding the wound he opened the door to the Order and saw an audience. While groaning and complaining to Neah of all the explaining he had to do, he was rushed from the threshold to the sitting room by Molly. Allen could already guess that she was the one that was going to give him the most trouble given her motherly personality. She peered at his wound, distress and nausea showing in her green-tinted, pale face. Allen's eyes softened and said, "It's all right. It doesn't even hurt. Why don't you continue making dinner and I can explain then." His last statement directed at his audience. Molly looked at him wide-eyed with shock.

"No! I absolutely cannot let someone injured go untreated here."

She proceeded to take of his coat revealing a blood stained white shirt. The sound of running footsteps caused him to glance at the door; the smallest red head had run out hand over her mouth. Irked at her constant worry Allen said, with a little more authority and firmness, "I'm fine. It will heal, probably already has."

He took off his white shirt revealing his battle scarred body...and the rapidly healing scar.

A few seconds of a shocked silence later and the wound disappeared.

"–?" Molly's mouth gaped open.

Allen smiled weakly and put his shirt back on. "Why don't I explain over dinner."

His stomach growled.

Oops.

HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA HHAHA-

Shut up...

You've gotta admit, it was pretty funny.

... Allen glared internally at the Noah.

Meanwhile, having noticed the hungry, exhausted faces all around Molly bustled everyone to the kitchen leaving Allen to finish putting his coat on.

Allen entered the kitchen with a slight tinge of pink remaining on his cheeks. The kitchen had resumed its normal busy state and Molly was directing the traffic and dishes to their correct spots.

The six adults, not including Molly, were gesturing for him to sit with them. An interested, information wanting face present on all of their faces.

Allen joined them and said, "Well? What do you want to know?"

He could tell that the younger people had begun paying attention by the obvious way they swung their head and eyes towards him.

Tonks was the first to speak, "How did that wound heal so fast?!"

"–" he opened his mouth and was about to speak.

"Oh, and what was that thing you destroyed? And that white cape thing? And what does that cross symbolize? Why's your hair white? How old are you? What with that scar?"

"Geez, if I knew wizards could be this talkative..."

She shut up.

"Well, the reason my wound healed so fast has something to do with my genes. I can't say anymore on that topic. What else were you wondering?"

Lupin cut Tonks off before she could start again, "What do you and your organization do? Professor Dumbledore just told us you belonged to the Black Order."

"First off, they aren't my organization. I'd be shocked if it was. Secondly we purify Akuma, the being you saw me fighting. They can only be cured by-"

"I don't want any of this talk of killing and organizations at this table. Wait until after dinner or tomorrow. Everyone's had a long day, so tomorrow." Molly interrupted setting a big pot of soup down.

Allen's silver eyes twinkled.

Later that night Allen leaned against the wall tired and exhausted. Till his eyes turned to gold and a smile stretched, far too far for a human, across his face.

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