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~*~*~Chapter Three: The Order of the Phoenix~*~*~

Larisa sat on her bed in her room, turning the third memory over in her hands. The writing on it seemed to haunt her, so she quickly put it on her nightstand and started to pace the room. She had the proof that Bellatrix was innocent, but, knowing Fudge, he wouldn't recognize proof even if it jumped up and bit him on the nose. Larisa flopped onto her bed and stared up at the ceiling while her feet dangled off the edge of her bed.

"Alright, how am I going to do this?" Larisa muttered to herself. She had the memory, that was proof enough, but how would she get Fudge to listen to her? "God, this is going to be difficult..." She murmured.

"Are you talking to yourself?" Lucius Malfoy had appeared in her doorway, holding onto a letter.

"Yes." Larisa said flatly, still looking at the ceiling.

"Well, I got the letter back from the Minister. We're going to meet with him on August twelfth."

"Great." Still, Larisa didn't take her eyes off the ceiling. Then, she remembered something. "Harry's trial is on the twelfth..." She said under her breath.

"Did you say something?"

"No." Larisa sat up again and brushed her bangs out of her face. She and Lucius stared at each other for a minute, and then Lucius walked away, closing the door behind him. Larisa flopped back down and continued to glare at the ceiling. Agitated, she reached over onto her nightstand and picked up Quidditch Through the Ages, and flipped through it until she got to chapter ten. She then began to look for some Chaser moves to practice over the remainder of the summer.

It was slowly getting dark out, and it was almost dinnertime, when there was a tapping at Larisa's window. Quickly, Larisa went over to open it, and the owl shot in, a letter in it's beak. Quickly, Larisa snatched it and read it.

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Dear Larisa,

It's me, Tonks. Anyway, the Order needs you to meet us at number four,
Privet Drive, Little Whinging. We're moving Harry to Headquarters tonight,
and Mad-Eye wants you to help us for some freaky reason.

Please hurry, bring your broom, a coat, and your wand. I've written the
Malfoy's, and they know that you're going to be helping us. Please get here by
five. I'll bring you home around midnight. You'll be staying at headquarters for
dinner.

See you soon!

-Tonks

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Larisa looked at her watch. It was half past four. Quickly, she grabbed her Death Eater robes (Her cloak was in the wash.) and snatched up her broom

"Come in!" She called, grabbing her shoes and pulling them on. Narcissa came into the room, letter in hand.

"You have a job for the Order, L-" She saw that Larisa was getting ready. "Oh, you know..."

"Yeah, Tonks sent me a letter." Larisa said quickly, grabbing a bag and putting her wand inside. "How am I going to get there?"

"I'll be taking you by Side-Along Aparation." Narcissa said briskly.

"Good." Larisa said in a muffled voice as she pulled her Death Eater robes on over her head. She quickly tied her hair up, grabbed her bag and broom, then followed Narcissa downstairs. They hurried out the front door, and it was quite chilly out.

"Ready?" Narcissa asked, holding her arm out. Larisa grabbed it and nodded, and Narcissa spun on the spot, and they disaparated.

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With a faint popping noise, Larisa and Narcissa found themselves standing in the garden of number four, Privet Drive.

"Wotcher, Larisa!" Tonks said brightly. Larisa nodded back at her.

"I'll see you tonight, Larisa." Narcissa said quickly, hugging Larisa.

"See you, Mrs. Malfoy." Then, Narcissa disaparated away.

"We're about to go in..." Tonks whispered. "Why are you wearing your Death Eater robes...?"

"My coat is in the wash..." Larisa whispered back. Tonks nodded, when there was the sound of a car driving away. They waited for a minute, then people began moving towards the back door. Tonks grabbed Larisa's wrist and pulled her along.

"Alohomora..." Mad-Eye Moody whispered, and the back door's lock clicked and swung open. Quickly, the Order members snuck into the house, when Tonks knocked over a plate. Larisa heard footsteps from the floor above, and then a door opening. Quickly, everyone movedtowards the staircase.

"Lower your wand, before you take someone's eye out!" Moody hissed.

"Professor Moody?" Harry's voice rang out through the darkness.

"Lumos..." Tonks murmured, and she held her wand high up. Harry was staring down at them, and Larisa slid to the front of the crowd.

"Hi Harry!" She said brightly. Harry looked panic-stricken for a minute.

"How are the Malfoy's going to react to you being gone?" He asked.

"Oh, they know I'm here. They're in the Order." Larisa said cheerfully as Harry came down the stairs.

"The what?" Harry asked.

"The Order of the Phoenix. Fighting against Voldemort." Several people flinched as Larisa said this.

"Larisa! We don't know if it's him!" Moody hissed. "Anybody got some Veritaserum?"

"What form does your patronus take?" A man asked. He looked quite shabby and a little ill.

"A stag." Harry answered.

"You can do a full-fledged patronus?" Larisa asked, shocked. "I can, too."

"What does yours take shape of?" Harry asked.

"Last I checked, a piranha." Larisa said cheerfully. Harry took a few steps backwards and stayed well away from her as they walked into the kitchen. The shabby man introduced everyone, but Tonks stopped him.

"Do NOT call me Nymphadora, Remus!" She hissed, shuddering. "I want to know what my mum was thinking..." When all introductions were complete, Harry turned to Larisa.

"Remus was my old Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. He taught me how to do a patronus." He explained.

"Isn't the job, like, jinxed or something?" Larisa asked. Her knowledge of Hogwarts was quite small, for she had only transferred there from Durmstrang last year.

"Well, yes." Remus told her. "I heard from Tonks that you transferred to Hogwarts last year?"

"Yes. Probably the worst year of my life..." Larisa mumbled, tracing her finger over theslash over her right eye. Remus didn't ask anymore questions. Tonks and Harry ran off to pack while Moody removed his electric blue eye and dropped it in a glass of water. Larisa took a few steps backwards and sat down on the table.

"So, what did happen to your eye?" A tall, broad shouldered wizard asked Larisa. "I'm Kingsley, by the way..."

"Nice meeting you. My dear mum slashed it with some curse when Volde-" Several people flinched. "-mort returned." Harry and Tonks then returned downstairs.

"We've got a minute." Remus said, placing a letter on the table. Moody rapped Harry hard on the head with his wand, but nothing happened. Harry was looking at his hands, awestruck.

"Nice. Human chameleon!" Tonks said cheerfully, staring at Harry. Larisa couldn't figure out what was going on, she could see Harry plainly.

"I can still see him...He doesn't look like a human chameleon..." Larisa said nervously. Moody stared at her for a minute.

"Larisa..." Kingsley said in his deep, slow voice. "What curse did your mother use on you when she slashed your eye?"

"I-I don't know...It was really bloody, but I could still see...Better than before..." Larisa stammered. Kingsley and Moody looked at each other, but nobody said anything else. They walked out into the garden, and then a spray of bright red sparks flew overhead.

"Mount your brooms!" Remus barked. Larisa mounted her Nimbus 2001, and clung onto the handle tightly. Suddenly, green sparks flew overhead. Larisa kicked off the ground and they started to fly.

"Larisa! Fly around rapidly, change position's frequently!" Moody barked to her.

"Okay!" Larisa shouted back. She began to dart around, swooping.

"Hard left! A muggle looking up! Give it another quarter of a mile in height!" Moody barked. Larisa swerved to the left, but her heart still jumped into her throat. When she was flying over the summer she never went over a hundred feet above the ground, and at Durmstrang she never went above five hundred. Nervously, she looked down and saw she was very high up. She looked up and shot upwards, the air rushing through her eyes. It wasn't too bad, being extremely high up.

"South! Town ahead!" Moody shouted, and Larisa altered course. "Southeast, keep climbing so we can lose ourselves in the clouds!"

"Oh, no, I'm not going into the clouds!" Larisa shouted.

"Fine!" They kept altering course, dodging towns and motorways, and Larisa started to feel cold. "We should double back a bit to make sure we're not being follo-" Moody began to shout, when Larisa lost her temper.

"ARE YOU INSANE?!" She screamed.

"Start to descend! Harry, follow Tonks and Larisa!" Remus shouted. Larisa shot downwards until she was next to Tonks, and they began to head down into a network of lights. Just before Larisa struck the ground, she leveled out and shot forward a few feet before landing softly. She shivered a little as she got off of her broom, then she walked over to Harry and Tonks.

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Larisa opened the front door to number twelve, Grimmauld Place, and strolled inside, Harry and the rest of the guard at her heals. The guard walked into the kitchen, and Harry made to follow them, but Mrs. Weasley caught him, and Larisa grabbed the back of his collar.

"Order members only." Larisa whispered.

"Larisa, are you going to the meeting?" Mrs. Weasley whispered.

"Nah, I'll pass." Larisa whispered back. "I'll take Harry to his room." Larisa stepped carefully ahead of Harry, then beckoned to him with her hand. She began to tiptoe up the stairs, Harry following behind her. Larisa pushed a door open, and Harry stepped inside.

"Harry!" Hermione squealed.

"Someone else is here, Hermione." Harry said quickly, and he turned to look at Larisa. Larisa smiled a little and stepped into the room from the shadows.

"Larisa!" Hermione cried, and she hugged Larisa. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm in the Order." Larisa explained.

"But only those that are over age and out of school can join!" Ron blurted out.

"Ron, I'm a spy for Dumbledore...I had to join." Larisa said flatly. Ron glared at her for a minute, but dropped the subject.

"Do the Malfoy's know you're here?" Hermione asked.

"Yep. As a matter of fact, they're in the Order!" Larisa said cheerfully. Ron's jaw dropped open, and Hermione's eyes went wide.

"I somewhat d-" Ron caught Larisa's glare and shut up quickly. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Mrs. Weasley stuck her head inside.

"Larisa, Severus says you need to come to the meeting." She said.

"But I have nothing to report!" Larisa whined.

"I know. But you need to come to the meeting." Mrs. Weasley said. Larisa followed her out the door, and down the stairs.

"Why do I have to come?" Larisa hissed, nearly tripping over the hem of her Death Eater robes.

"Kingsley told us something that we need to discuss." Mrs. Weasley said quickly, opening the kitchen door. Larisa stepped inside and slid into a seat next to Tonks. Mrs. Weasley sat down at her seat, and then the meeting began.

"Alright, as I was saying..." Kingsley began. Larisa let her head rest in her hand and she sighed to herself. She hated sitting in the meetings, she never had anything to report. It was extremely dull. "Larisa?" Kingsley asked, and Larisa jumped.

"Y-yes?" She asked timidly. Everyone's eyes were on her.

"You said you could see Harry, even though he was hidden by a Disillusionment Charm. We need to know how." Kingsley asked. Larisa felt her face flush.

"I-I really have no idea..." Larisa stuttered.

"Tell us exactly how your red eye got to be the way it is, then." Moody growled. Larisa kept her mouth shut. "Larisa, we need to know."

"I don't want to talk about it." She said very quietly.

"Excuse me?" Moody asked.

"I don-" Larisa stopped, and sighed. "Alright, what happen was that before my mum slashed my eye, I had her in a death grip, and I was trying to figure out why she always wanted to kill me. Well, I found out and smacked her, and she kind of...Slashed her wand through the air, like a sword, and then...Well, I remember feeling pain in my eye, but I could still see..." Larisa finished, her voice going quieter and quieter. Snape looked at her, a strange look of shock in his eyes.

This took up a ton of pages...And it took several hours to write...Please review! PLEASE!!! Ahem. Lost control there again.