Hey! Chapter 3 is now up! I am now going to sort of fast forward the story a couple of years. Please keep in mind that I am assuming that you have read the book series already, so if you're confused about something and haven't read the books, then that is probably why!
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It had been nearly four years since the incident with the troll. Since that night, the four of us had been inseparable. Now, it was the summer before our fifth year began and we were just as close!
I was sitting in the backyard of the grandmother's house and reading one of my textbooks. Even though there was nearly a month left of summer, I had decided to get a head start on my homework. It was hard to concentrate though. My mind kept wandering back to Hogwarts and my friends. The weather was so nice today. I could imagine playing Quidditch with Ron and Harry in the Weasley's backyard. Usually by this time I was staying with Ron's family, but this summer was different.
I guess I should explain. Last year, the Triwizard Tournament came to Hogwarts. Harry was chosen as one of the champion for Hogwarts, along with Cedric Diggory. During the last task, a portkey transported Harry and Cedric to a graveyard where Cedric was killed and Harry witnessed Voldemort's return.
Since that day, everything had changed. The entire wizarding world seemed to think that Harry was lying. Even the Daily Prophet was poking fun at him, but Harry had stood by what had happened. I knew that Harry wasn't lying. I doubt he would ever lie about anything related to Voldemort.
At least I would be able to see them later on today. Mr. Weasley would be coming to pick me up and bring me to wherever the family was staying. I was excited to see my friends and find out how they had been. I was most anxious to see Harry, as I was sure he would be going through a tough time. I had already packed up my trunk about a week ago and was waiting anxiously for Mr. Weasley's arrival. He was supposed to be at Gran's house in about an hour.
About an hour later Mr. Weasley arrived. I said my goodbyes to Gran and my brother. With a flick of his wand, Mr. Weasley sent my trunk to Sirius' house, which is where we would be staying. He then instructed me to hold onto his arm. I did as I was told and before I knew what was happening, I felt my body disappear. I felt as though I was being squeezed through a thin tube that I didn't quite fit through. After a few moments my Gran's house had disappeared. It was replaced with a dark, muggle street.
"What on earth just happened?" I asked, shocked.
"Side-along apparation," Mr. Weasley replied. He gave me a piece of parchment. "Here, read this and keep repeating it to yourself."
The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix may be found at number twelve, Grimmauld Place, London.
I wasn't really sure what any of this meant but I did what I was told and kept reading it. Suddenly the walls of the muggle houses began to move. A new house began to appear between number eleven and thirteen. Soon an entirely new house was present. As we walked to the door Mr. Weasley took back the piece of parchment he had given me and lit it on fire, destroying the evidence. He knocked softly at the front door and seconds later it opened. Mrs. Weasley, clad in a white apron, opened the door.
"Quick, come inside!" She whispered. She gave me a big hug, before pulling away to look at me. "Ava, dear, it's lovely to see you. I'll have to find out how you're doing later, I'm afraid. Arthur and I have to get to a meeting. You should join the others upstairs. Ron, Harry and Hermione are in the third door on the right," she pointed toward the door before she hurried away in the opposite direction.
The house seemed to be very old, and strange. As I walked up the stairs I noticed that the parallel wall was covered with plaques with the heads of house elves. All of their beady eyes seemed to watch me as I walked. I knocked at the door that Mrs. Weasley had pointed to me.
After a moment it opened and a pair of arms flew around my shoulders. I laughed and hugged back.
"It's nice to see you too Hermione," I said and patted her on the back. Ron and Harry stood up as well and gave me a hug once Hermione was done. It was so nice to see all of them again.
"Guys, how have you been!" I had barely talked to any of them all summer, as they said it was no longer safe to put anything into letters in case they fell into the wrong hands.
"Oh, you haven't heard about the dementor attack yet have you?" Hermione said, glancing at the boys.
"DEMENTOR ATTACK? WHAT? What do you mean? Who was attacked?" I asked, shocked.
"Me. I was walking with my cousin and they came out of nowhere. I had to use a Patronus to keep them from attacking us. Now I have a hearing tomorrow to decide if I get to stay at Hogwarts," Harry replied. He looked glum. I walked over to the bed he was sitting on and put my arm around him.
"Harry, there is no way they can expel you! No way! You were just defending yourself, so they can't possibly have any grounds for expelling you!" I said.
"Well, they already think I'm lying about Voldemort returning, so what's to stop them from thinking I'm lying about this?" Harry said, putting his face in his hands.
" You're going to return to Hogwarts, so stop worrying. They cannot expel you. They just can't," I said. I knew that this probably wouldn't comfort him but it was all I could think to say. I couldn't imagine Hogwarts without Harry. He was probably my best friend. I think I was trying, in part, to convince myself that he was going to get to return to Hogwarts. But they couldn't expel him!
After that, Ron and Hermione briefly filled me in on their summers. Neither of them had anything exciting to tell me, and I in turn had nothing to tell them. They explained about the Order of the Phoenix, which was a group of witches and wizards that were forming a rebellion against Voldemort. Apparently the meetings took place in Sirius' house. That was the meeting that Mr. And Mrs. Weasley were running to when I got here. After we caught up we decided to play exploding snap. It was just like we were back in the Gryffindor common room, before everything had become so complicated. It was nice to just forget about all of the problems and play cards with my friends.
Eventually, Mrs. Weasley called us down to dinner. Dinner was a lively event. There were several Order members that had stayed for dinner. Probably, the most interesting was a witch named Tonks, I think, who kept changing the shape of her nose to make us laugh. That evening was probably one of the most fun I had had this summer and it was over too soon. Mrs. Weasley told us to go to bed, as Harry had to be up early to go to his hearing. I said goodnight to my friends and headed to the room I was sharing with Hermione and Ginny. We talked for a few minutes before Ginny and Hermione were tired and fell asleep. I couldn't sleep though. I kept thinking about Harry's hearings. Though I knew that the Ministry had no reason to expel him, I knew that Harry was right. They already thought he was a liar, so they may think he was lying again. I tried not to think about it but the thought kept popping back into my head. Eventually I fell asleep, though it must have been the early hours of the morning.
After what seemed like minutes, Hermione was shaking me awake. "Ava, it's morning. Mrs. Weasley says we have to help clean our the office downstairs," she said. I threw off the covers and groggily went to get ready. I had never been a morning person. In fact, it usually took me several hours to fall asleep, which was especially problematic during school, as Hermione would always have to roll me out of bed. I got ready slowly and headed to the kitchen where everyone (minus Harry and Mr. Weasley) else was eating breakfast. I sat down and Mrs. Weasley put eggs and toast in front of me. I thanked her and ate slowly. After everyone was done, the entire lot of us went to the office and started to clean. It was in a bleak state, but we managed to clean it in good time. It was nearly lunch time when we finished. After lunch Hermione, Ron and I went back to Ron's room and waited for Harry to return.
Soon, we heard some commotion coming from downstairs. It was probably the portrait of Mrs. Black that was permanently stuck to the wall. Then we heard voices, one of which was surely Harry's. We ran downstairs and saw Harry and Mr. Weasley smiling brightly. I didn't even wait for them to tell me before I launched myself toward Harry. I hugged him tightly and he lifted me off the ground.
"I knew it!" Ron yelled, as I continued to hug Harry.
"See, I told you! They can't expel you!" I cried as I let go. He was flushed with excitement, and I moved aside as Hermione gave him a hug as well. That evening was a lot of fun. A few Order members stayed for dinner again and after we were finished, the four of us went back and just talked for the rest of the evening.
After Harry's trial, the rest of the summer flew by. We spent the rest of the summer inside the house, which was a shame as we weren't able to play Quidditch once, but we still had fun together. Before I knew it I was packing my clothes away to go to Hogwarts. It was the last night of the holiday, and in honour of Ron and Hermione being made Prefects, we were having a big dinner tonight. It had surprised me that Ron had been made Prefect actually. I had expected Dumbledore to make Harry a Prefect. He must have been a little bit disappointed, but I knew that Harry would never say anything about it. I was standing in the kitchen with everyone else when I realized that Harry wasn't there. I decided to go and find him. He was in his bedroom, lying down on his bed and staring at at the ceiling.
"Hey Harry. What's the matter?" I asked as I went to sit at the edge of his bed.
"Nothing... just tired," he said, but he continued to stare at the ceiling.
"Is this because Ron is a Prefect?" I asked.
"No! Of course not! I do find it a little bit funny though. But I don't care or anything," he said, but I could tell that he was just saying that.
"Well, both of you would make great Prefects I think. I bet Dumbledore knows how much you have to deal with, especially with the stuff that happened at the end of last year and he didn't want to overwhelm you," I said, resting my hand on his knee.
"Yeah, maybe," he said, sitting up. He put his arm around my shoulder. It was nice to have a moment alone with Harry. Even though I had been at Grimmauld Place for nearly a month now, I had barely spent anytime with Harry. We had all been too busy cleaning, or getting ready for school. Harry and I had always been extremely close. I was probably closer to him than to Ron or Hermione. I sighed softly and stood up.
"It's time for dinner now! Come on!" I offered him my hand and pulled him up before we walked down to the kitchen. The rest of the day went quickly, and soon we were all in bed. I was surprisingly tired and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning all of the Weasleys, along with Hermione, me and Sirius, in dog form of course. After quick goodbyes we all got on the train and made our way to Hogwarts!
