DISCLAIMER!! I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER AT ALL. J.K.ROWLING DOES!! SO DON'T SUE ME!
Okay, this is my second chapter. It's a little slow at first but please stick around and review!!
I am working really hard on this!
Ai Teng
Chapter Two: Order of the Phoenix and Greetings
Written by: Duzen Broken DreamZ
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'12 Grimmauld Place,'Draco concentrated on the address given to him by his escort, the headmaster. Dumbledore took a hold of Draco's arm and they apparated to said place.
Once they entered the building, Draco looked around. It was very dark and stuffy. Draco felt as if this used to be a death eater's home due to how depressing it was. As if reading Draco's thoughts, Dumbledore told Draco how this house belonged to the Blacks.
Draco was stunned. He knew he was related to them through his mother's side and he also knew that his falsely accused cousin, Sirius Black most likely resided here. To voice his thoughts, Draco spoke, "So this is the Blacks' residence for real? Is this where Sirius Black has been hiding?"
Dumbledore looked at Draco and smiled, "Yes and yes. Now if you would follow me please. And remember, don't be loud. Over there is where the portrait of Sirius's mother is. She isn't so… pleasant." Draco looked over to where Dumbledore's bony finger pointed. He saw what appeared to be a curtain covering something.
Dumbledore led Draco to the kitchen. Draco noticed some very familiar faces and for some reason was hesitant to give over his evidence. Draco saw ex-Professor Lupin, innocent-fugitive Sirius Black, Granger, some faces he didn't recognize, and some random patches of red hair which he knew to be part of the Weasel's clan. Before Dumbledore could properly greet them and explain about their new house guest, Ron shot out of his seat and exclaimed, "WHAT IS THAT DEATH EATER FERRET DOING HERE?!"
Draco kept repeating the rules in his head while his face flushed. He turned his head away and started to tap his foot while his jaw clenched shut and his knuckles turned white. 'Don't be rude. Don't be rude. Don't be rude. Ignore the Weasel. Show class and be quiet. Don't screw this up Malfoy!'
Hermione grabbed Ron's arm and pulled him down to his seat while administering a half-hearted glare at him. Dumbledore looked at Draco and gave a small smile for Draco's efforts. "Very good, Mister Malfoy, Mister Weasley, please refrain any more outbursts. I am very pleased to say that Mister Draco here has decided to turn to the light and will be residing here for the remainder of the summer for protection. If that is, of course, all right with you Sirius?" Sirius nodded so Dumbledore continued, "He has agreed to be civil and put the past behind him and I expect you to do the same Mr. Weasley. He has also agreed to veritaserum to prove his honesty and loyalty. The order members and I will ask you, Mr. Malfoy, questions tonight at our meeting," Dumbledore looked at Draco.
"The Order?" Draco asked.
"Ah, yes, my boy, the Order of the Phoenix. The order catches the death eaters and we are a semi-secret organization out to defeat the dark."
"I know what the order is, but I didn't know it actually existed. My father mentioned it a few times after I got back home, but since he was shaken up, I thought that maybe he had gone crazy like my Aunt Bella," Draco simply explained.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled again and then went to address the room of the new living arrangements, "Sirius, would you please give Draco a brief tour of the house while taking Draco to Harry's room to sleep in?" Dumbledore asked politely, "Ron, you will reside with your brothers, Fred and George."
Ron, not wanting to talk back to Dumbledore, kept his mouth shut while glaring at Draco. Hermione looked thoughtful and kept whatever comments she had to herself.
Sirius got up from his chair and started walking in the direction from which Dumbledore and Draco just came from. Draco followed him.
Sirius noticed Draco wasn't carrying a trunk with him and decided to call him out on it. "Did you bring anything with you?"
"Yes sir. I left my trunk at Hogwarts though…" Draco trailed off and then started up again, "I need my trunk before the meeting tonight."
"Why?"
"Are you an order member?"
"Yes, but why do you need your trunk?"
"My clothes, for starters, are in there and I have some evidence I'd like to turn over incriminating several important people."
"I'll have Kreacher or Dobby get it for you," Sirius promised.
"D-Dobby?" Draco's voice wavered.
"Yes, Dobby, he's a house-elf. A good one at that," Sirius commented.
"I know who Dobby is!" Draco snapped, "I just haven't seen him since the end of the second school year. He was my house-elf and my father set him free for some reason…" Draco's voice got quiet.
"From what I know, it wasn't your father who set him free," Sirius said.
"Then who set him free?! He was mine and he was the only thing to talk to during the summertime when I'd be stuck in my room," Draco felt anger surge through him.
"Well, if you are going to get all pissy on me, then I don't think I should tell you," Sirius got serious, "Especially since that person who set Dobby free was only doing what he thought right because he saw how your father treated him."
Draco huffed and mumbled something about Dobby being his house-elf but otherwise remained silent. By now they had reached Harry's room, a.k.a. Draco's new room.
"Before I open this door," Sirius was interrupted by Draco who finished off what Sirius was going to say, "Don't ask Harry any questions. Dumbledore already told me the rules of this house, Black."
Sirius took a sharp intake of breath and opened up the door. Harry was on his bed reading some of his old potion text book.
Upon the opening of the door, Harry looked up and saw Sirius. He smiled, but when he saw Malfoy a scowl came to his face and he jumped up from his bed immediately. He pointed his wand, "Sirius, behind you!"
Draco rolled his eyes, "Enough with the theatrics Potter! Black here is just escorting me to this room."
"Harry, put your wand down. Malfoy is going to be staying here for the rest of the summer. Don't worry, Harry, Dumbledore says that Draco is on the light's side now. And to prove his loyalty, Draco is going to submit a veritaserum test," Sirius tried to placate Harry.
Harry put his arm down but he still held a tight grip on his wand. He stiffly sat down, "What about Ron? Where is Ron going to sleep?"
"Ron was told that he'd have to room with Fred and George."
Harry sighed, "Whatever."
Sirius gave Harry an apologetic smile before waving the two teens off and leaving.
Draco sat down on what he guessed what would be his bed. He sighed.
Harry sat back down on his bed and picked up his text book and continued reading. Several times he poked his head out and glared at Malfoy who was just sitting there.
Within a half hour of just sitting there, a miserable looking house elf appeared with Draco's trunk. Both boys had jumped. Harry smirked when he saw Kreacher and heard silence. Sirius had ordered Kreacher to say nothing but either a 'Yes sir' or 'No sir' and was thrilled to see Kreacher struggling to keep that order.
"Kreacher go back to doing whatever it was that you were doing before you were ordered to get Malfoy's trunk," Harry rudely commanded. Kreacher gladly left.
After Kreacher left, an awkward silence befell on the two boys. Draco stared at his trunk that was now here before he started rummaging through it. He purposely made a lot of noise just to drown out the silence that was killing him. Harry, on the other hand, had resumed to reading his text, secretly thanking all the noise Malfoy was making.
"So… Potter, are you in the order?" Draco was just trying to strike up a conversation because he had what he needed from his trunk and the silence was unbearable.
Harry looked up at Draco, "Yeah I am."
"Is the Weasel and Granger in it too?"
"No. They aren't old enough, and before you ask, I had to practically beg at the end of fifth year. Sirius finally convinced Dumbledore to let me in. After all, the main focus of the war is me and Voldemort. So Sirius argued that I had every right to know what was going on; on all aspects."
"Wow."
"Do you have the dark mark?"
Draco glared, "No I do not. I also am not a two faced hypocrite like a certain someone else in my family."
"Your father?"
"Yeah. He preaches how Malfoys never bow down to anyone and yet my father grovels at the feet of an insane man committing genocide."
"Wow, such strong words, Malfoy."
"Watch it Potter."
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"Are these letters from Percy Weasley and the Minister of Magic valid and true?" Alastor Moody was questioning Draco who was under the effects of the veritaserum.
"Yes."
"Is your mother Narcissa a death eater?"
"No."
"Is she neutral in this war?"
"Depends."
Draco's response caused some murmuring around the room. That was a yes or no question.
"Elaborate please, Mr. Malfoy."
"I believe that there is no such thing as being neutral in a war."
"Once again Malfoy, explain. Full details please."
"If you are neutral, one side is going to consider you against them while the other side is going to have their own suspicions as well. Therefore you are automatically putting yourself in dual danger. In this case, Voldemort thinks my mother is really for the light while the light thinks my mother a death eater."
"Have you ever been to a death eater meeting?"
"Yes."
"Even though you didn't have the mark?"
"Yes."
"Who was at the meeting?"
"My father, Professor Snape, Aunt Bella, Mr. Nott, Mr. Crabbe, Mr. Goyle, and many others I do not know."
Dumbledore cut in, "Are you sure this letter is really from Percy Weasley?"
"Yes."
"That will be all. Please go back to your room. Harry, go with him please."
1,746 words for the actual reading part in this chapter alone!! I am sooo happy!! Not to mention this was my second chapter ALREADY!! heehee!!
I'll update like... tomorrow... tomorrow night. I'm good like that haha!!
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