Ch. Two
(A/N: Spoilers for the last two HP books)
(A/N: Dumbledore is not dead in my story, therefore Snape is not a murderer and he is still the potions teacher)
When I awoke, I had absolutely no clue where I was, or how I got here. I sat up in bed and looked around for some clues. When I saw my suitcase in the corner, all of yesterday's memories came flooding back to me. I groaned and sunk back into the sheets. I wondered what time it was as I got up to wash my face. I'd have to ask someone if there was a clock I could put in my room.
I yawned and stretched as I walked toward the door. I swung the door open and had only taken a few steps when I stumbled into someone. I quickly caught myself before I fell and made a fool out of myself.
"Sorry! Are you okay?" a voice said, startling me out of my dazed state.
"No harm, no foul." I answered as I continued through the maze-like hallways, starting to wonder if somehow the stairs had moved. I could swear that they were right here last night!
Harry's POV
Late last night some members of the Order came to pick me up from the Dursleys's. Then we all had to fly to Number 12 since I just turned seventeen, and had therefore not gotten my license to apperate yet. Mr. Weasley promised that he would take me to get tested in a few weeks.
Hermione, Ron, and I were talking about whether or not we would now be allowed to join the Order now that we were all of age, as we walked down to breakfast.
"We should think that we will be able to join, but I doubt that they will let us take on any missions because we're still after all, in school." Hermione stated. I nodded along, not really listening.
"Harry! Watch o-" I briefly heard Hermione cry out before I collided with someone. I saw the girl stumble and then catch herself before she fell. She looked about our age and didn't seem to be paying much attention to were she was going.
"I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" I called after her. She was already walking away. My voice seemed to startle her.
"No harm, no foul." She answered in a voice that was distinctly America . And I watched as her reddish-brunette hair whipped around the corner.
"Who was that?" Ron wondered out loud.
"No clue. Maybe Voldemort is after her too?" answered Hermione. As my two friends continued to walk downstairs the only thought running through my head was, Who was that??
Sonya's POV
Finally!! I thought. I had reached the kitchen without too much trouble after locating the stairs. Remus Lupin was the only one there, sitting at the table reading some newspapers. I walked over to him, "Morning!"
He glanced up at me. "Good Morning." He paused while I stood there waiting for him to say something else. " Is there something you wanted to say?"
"Actually, yes" I started. "I usually go jogging every morning. I just wanted to make sure you won't have a problem with that. I don't want to be the reason the headquarters is discovered, if you know what I mean."
" I'm sure that will be fine. Just be careful out there. I know you can probably take care of yourself, but just remember that a war is going on. I'm sure Voldemort would love to have someone of the Halliwell blood-line on his side."
"Thanks for worrying about me, but Voldemort would have to kill me before I join him. I usually jog for about half an hour, so... I'll be back soon!"
3rd Person
As the Golden Trio made their way down to breakfast, they were still wondering who the the girl was that they ran into (literally in Harry's case). When they reached the kitchen only Lupin and and the Weasley parents were there.
"-only talked with her for a few minutes, but she seems very responsible and well-mannered. She would make a very welcome addition to The Order, not to mention that she could teach the children some good defensive skills." Lupin finished as they entered the room. The Weasleys were nodding their heads, but still looked slightly doubtful.
"Who are you talking about, Mum?" questioned Ron.
Mrs. Weasley jumped slightly. "Nothing to worry about Ron. Here," she handed out plates of food to the trio, "eat up. We are going to have a long day."
