Chapter 2

AN: So... I've decided to post this chappie early. Your welcome.. (This chapter is mostly copy and pasted from the actual story...)

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or Harry Potter. All rights go to J.K Rowling and Rick Riordan.

To say that Harry was pissed is an understatement...

Harry's POV:

I was angry, really angry. I was angry at Dumbledore, I was angry at Ron, I was angry at Hermione, I was angry at myself! I was pretty much angry at everybody. How could they not see I needed to know what was going on?! I got attacked by fricken dementors and nobody told me that Dumbledore was basically stalking me?! I mean seriously, I need to know this stuff! Oh yeah, Fred and George, extendable ears? Brilliant!

I was in the middle of a conversation with Ron and Hermione when the twins apparated into the room. "AARGH! Stop doing that!" Hermione said weakly to the twins, who were as vividly red-haired as Ron, though stockier and slightly shorter.

"Hello, Harry," said George, beaming at him. "We thought we heard your dulcet tones." "You don't want to bottle up your anger like that, Harry, let it all out," said Fred, also beaming. "There might be a couple of people fifty miles away who didn't hear you." "You two passed your Apparation tests, then?" asked Harry grumpily. "With distinction," said Fred, who was holding what looked like a piece of very long, flesh-colored string. "It would have taken you about thirty seconds longer to walk down the stairs," said Ron. "Time is Galleons, little brother," said Fred.

"Anyway, Harry, you're interfering with reception. Extendable Ears," he added in response to Harry's raised eyebrows, holding up the string, which Harry now saw was trailing out onto the landing. "We're trying to hear what's going on downstairs." "You want to be careful," said Ron, staring at the ear. "If Mum sees one of them again ..." "It's worth the risk, that's a major meeting they're having," said Fred. The door opened and a long mane of red hair appeared. "Oh hello, Harry!" said Ron's younger sister, Ginny, brightly. "I thought I heard your voice." Turning to Fred and George she said, "It's no go with the Extendable Ears, she's gone and put an Imperturbable Charm on the kitchen door."

"How d'you know?" said George, looking crestfallen. "Tonks told me how to find out," said Ginny. "You just chuck stuff at the door and if it can't make contact the door's been Imperturbed. I've been flicking Dungbombs at it from the top of the stairs and they just soar away from it, so there's no way the Extendable Ears will be able to get under the gap." Fred heaved a deep sigh. "Shame. I really fancied finding out what old Snape's been up to." "Snape?" said Harry quickly. "Is he here?" "Yeah," said George, carefully closing the door and sitting down on one of the beds; Fred and Ginny followed. "Giving a report. Top secret."

Git," said Fred idly. "He's on our side now," said Hermione reprovingly. Ron snorted. "Doesn't stop him being a git. The way he looks at us when he sees us..." "Bill doesn't like him either," said Ginny, as though that settled the matter. Harry was not sure his anger had abated yet; but his thirst for information was now overcoming his urge to keep shouting. He sank onto the bed opposite the others. "Is Bill here?" he asked. "I thought he was working in Egypt." "He applied for a desk job so he could come home and work for the Order," said Fred. "He says he misses the tombs, but," he smirked, "there are compensations..." "What d'you mean?" "Remember old Fleur Delacour?" said George. "She's got a job at Gringotts to eemprove 'er Eeenglish —" "— and Bill's been giving her a lot of private lessons," sniggered Fred.

"Charlie's in the Order too," said George, "but he's still in Romania, Dumbledore wants as many foreign wizards brought in as possible, so Charlie's trying to make contacts on his days off." "Couldn't Percy do that?" Harry asked. The last he had heard, the third Weasley brother was working in the Department of International Magical Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic. At these words all the Weasleys and Hermione exchanged darkly significant looks.

"Whatever you do, don't mention Percy in front of Mum and Dad," Ron told Harry in a tense voice. "Why not?" "Because every time Percy's name's mentioned, Dad breaks whatever he's holding and Mum starts crying," Fred said. "It's been awful," said Ginny sadly. "I think we're well shut of him," said George with an uncharacteristically ugly look on his face. "What's happened?" Harry said. "Percy and Dad had a row," said Fred. "I've never seen Dad row with anyone like that. It's normally Mum who shouts..." "It was the first week back after term ended," said Ron. "We were about to come and join the Order. Percy came home and told us he'd been promoted."

"You're kidding?" said Harry. Though he knew perfectly well that Percy was highly ambitious, Harry's impression was that Percy had not made a great success of his first job at the Ministry of Magic. Percy had committed the fairly large oversight of failing to notice that his boss was being controlled by Lord Voldemort (not that the Ministry had believed that — they all thought Mr. Crouch had gone mad).

"Yeah, we were all surprised," said George, "because Percy got into a load of trouble about Crouch, there was an inquiry and everything. They said Percy ought to have realized Crouch was off his rocker and informed a superior. But you know Percy, Crouch left him in charge, he wasn't going to complain ..."

"So how come they promoted him?" "That's exactly what we wondered," said Ron, who seemed very keen to keep normal conversation going now that Harry had stopped yelling. "He came home pleased with himself — even more pleased than usual if you can imagine that — and told Dad he'd been offered a position in Fudge's own office. A really good one for someone only a year out of Hogwarts — Junior Assistant to the Minister. He expected Dad to be all impressed, I think."...

-Skip the SUPER long talk-

We were just finishing our talk when Molly came up. "Dears, can I talk with you for a second?" "Yeah sure Ms Weasley." Hermione answered. We followed Ms Weasley to the meeting room where the whole order was waiting. Lupin was the first to speak. "Harry, this year we'll be having American Exchange students go to Hogwarts. They'll be staying here for a while. They're extremely powerful and to be reckoned with. I will have to remind you however that they are from America and therefore might not know about our sports or events." "Blimey! If their so powerful what year are they in?" Ron asked. It was Sirius's turn now. "They'll be in fifth year with you." Hermione had a look on her face that told me that she was taking mental notes. Just then the door banged open...

AN: I hope you guys enjoyed! Don't Forget to R&R! (posting next chapter in 2 days or less)