I'm aiming to try and update every couple days, so please bear with me. I do write the chapter one at a time, I don't have a collection of them waiting to be uploaded. I generally tend to have finished the chapters minutes before I upload them, so please be patient with me.

So there is a Bill/Ophelia scene in this chapter, for those of you that wanted more.

I am also going to include Fleur in this story. No, she won't be trying to steal Bill away (though you should try telling that to Ophelia), she will be joining the order to try and help stop Voldemort after her experience with everything during the Triwizard Tournament.

I do hope you'll enjoy this chapter. Please let me know what you think - I'm not sure if anyone is actually enjoying this story, but I'm going to continue anyway. I may do a poll next time I update to see if you guys want me to change a few things - such as not killing Sirius or Fred. I'm all for following the books/movies/plot, but I do want to make this story my own.

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Happy, Bored, Flirty, Love, and Fear – I'm Turning into a Rainbow – Violet, Dark Blue, Light Pink and Light Purple, Finishing it off with a Dash of Ice Blue

At seven-forty-seven, I heard a loud thump from downstairs and a very familiar voice cursing. Giving Fred, George, and Ron a quick goodbye, I left them with their new clothes and rushed down the stairs, jumping on Dora just as she righted herself.

"Whoa, wotcha Peia," she said, patting me on the back as she stumbled into the wall. "Come on, I'm running late."

"The meeting doesn't start until eight, Dora, just imagine if you really were late," I told her, leading her down to the kitchen.

Molly had decided that we'd be using the kitchen for the meeting, seeing as it was the largest place and had enough room for everyone in the order. Sirius, Arthur, Bill, and Molly were already in the kitchen, Molly heating the soup on the stove as she talked to Bill.

Minerva was here already, a bowl of soup in front of her as she spoke to Arthur, Sirius, and Kingsley. It was nice seeing Kingsley when he wasn't rushing around the Ministry or coming to St. Mungo's to ask me about Sirius. It was amusing that he was the head Auror on Sirius' case. He'd been making up random sightings to keep the Ministry off his back.

"Minerva," I greeted, giving her a smile as Dora sat next to Kingsley, starting a conversation about where their case with hunting down Sirius is going to go next. It was funny to see Sirius getting involved as well, he was giving them a few ideas to where he'd be hiding out. "Would you like a cup of tea?" I asked, somewhat feeling like she was still my professor and I had to cater to her hand on foot.

"That would be lovely, Ophelia," she replied, offering me a smile before turning back to her soup. Molly had been right; some members would be hungry. I nodded, walking over to Molly where the kettle sat boiling on the stove.

"Look at you," someone said, causing me to freeze and turn quickly, bumping into someone. My eyes widened as I looked up at the red-head. "You're still so small."

"Charlie!" I yelled, jumping up and hugging him. I was almost tempted to wrap my legs around him as I gave him a bear hug, but I resisted. I didn't need all the attention on us. "What are you doing here?" I asked, letting him go and Molly came and fussed over him.

"Dumbledore asked if I could be here for the first meeting, something about me recruiting foreign members for the Order," he said, assuring his mum that he was fine as she complained about him being too thin.

"How long are you here?" I wondered, knowing Molly would want to know as well.

"Just a few days, I've got to get back to the reserve, but I couldn't just show up and not see the family." He shared a look with me as he smirked. "Could you imagine how angry Gin would get if I left without saying hello?"

"Yeah, she'd kill you the next time you step foot in England," I replied, reaching up and giving him another hug. "I missed you so much," I whispered so only he could hear. Charlie had been my closest friend at Hogwarts – I wasn't including Dora – and the last four years of our learning had been spent barely apart.

"I missed you too, Cassie," he said, tugging on my hair. I smiled as he used the nickname he'd given me. Of course, it was after my middle name, Cassiopeia. It's also where most people got my other nickname, Peia.

It was hard to find a nickname for Ophelia that didn't sound weird. Ophia was alright, but Andi had started calling my Peia at an early age and Dora copied her. It was what I was known as by most that were close to me.

If only Mother had called me Cassiopeia instead of Ophelia, but we had an Aunt Cassiopeia and mother wasn't too fond of her. I think it was Father that insisted Cassiopeia be my middle name.

"How have you been? Got any more scars?" I wondered, stepping back and joining him at the end of the table closest to Molly. She had insisted that Charlie stays close to her. It was like she was afraid he'd disappear.

"A few. What I'm interested in though, is this," he muttered, lifting a strand of my hair. It had turned violet upon seeing him, and I was finding it hard to change.

I flushed, shaking my head and waving his hand away. I didn't need to be reprimanded by Charlie. He knew how hard I found it keeping my emotions under control. He often found it funny that I was a Slytherin. I thought Slytherin's were meant to control their emotions. One of the first things he said to me.

"You know I find it difficult to control my emotions," I grumbled, sinking back in my chair as he looked at me from across the table. He looked like he was going to say something, but Bill caught my attention over his shoulder. It looked like he was arguing with Molly, what about, I wasn't sure.

Charlie glanced over his shoulder and caught Bill's eye. It shocked me when Bill glared at his brother before stomping over to the other end of the table, joining Dora and his father.

"What have you done to Bill?" Charlie asked, the surprise on his face at the treatment his brother gave him.

"What? What do you mean 'what have I done to Bill'? I haven't even spoken to him," I muttered, feeling confused. Why would Charlie blame me for Bill's reaction towards him?

"Oh, that idiot," Charlie mumbled under his breath, shooting a look at Bill, who had been looking at us. Bill shook his head, shrugged his shoulders and turned away as his cheeks flushed.

"I feel like I just missed a whole conversation," I said to Charlie, noting the way he looked smug at Bill's reaction.

"Yeah? Well now you know how I feel when Gin knows how you're feeling because of your hair," he grumbled. It always made me laugh. He was jealous that Ginny knew the meanings of the colours, but he had to guess. He had never asked, so I never told him about the colours. If he had asked, like Ginny and Sirius did, then I would have told him. "And the way, you and Tonks can have conversations by changing your hair colour. Do you know how annoying that is?"

"So, it's my fault that you could never be bothered to ask about the colours and emotions? Ginny asked, and I told her. Dora knows because she goes through the same thing. You could have asked me, Charlie," I told him wanting to reach for his hand, but Dumbledore entered with the last members of the Order.

What did surprise me though, was Severus Snape following behind him. I glanced down the table at Sirius, seeing that he was about to rise, and no doubt start trouble. I sent him a look, one that reminded him he was an adult now and wasn't at Hogwarts anymore. He begrudgingly sat, leaning back in his seat, glaring at Snape.

"If we're all here, we better get started," Dumbledore said, taking a seat at the head of the table, sitting on my right. He gave me a soft look as Snape sat down on my left. I didn't spare the potions teacher a look, known he probably felt out of place here as it was.

At Dumbledore's words, everyone else took their seats at the table, and an almost awkward silence took over the room.

The meeting was going along quite well, everyone reporting to Dumbledore about rumours or news they'd heard so far. Snape had a few interesting things to say about what Voldemort was planning. He was, after all, acting as a spy.

Dumbledore mentioned a few allies we'd have that weren't members of the Order but supported us and would be there to help in any way that they could. He assigned a few odd jobs for some members, most of them working in the Ministry, such as Kingsley and Dora.

He'd also mentioned Harry and how he's got Arabella Figg watching over him. Although she was a squib, she's been living across the road from Harry since he was a baby. She's always kept her eye on him and reported back to Dumbledore at the end of each week.

Sirius was worried about his safety and so Dumbledore had set about creating an Advanced Guard. The Advanced Guard would be keeping an eye on Harry over the summer until Dumbledore deemed it safe enough to move him here.

Of course, when Dumbledore refused Sirius' help, my brother lost his temper. He only calmed down when Remus assured him that he'd go watch Harry to ensure his safety.

The Advanced Guard consisted of nine members, with Alastor Moody being in charge. Dora, Remus, and Kingsley also volunteered to help alongside Emmeline Vance, Elphias Doge, Dedalus Diggle, Hestia Jones and Sturgis Podmore. Apparently, according to Minerva, Elphias, Diggle, Hestia, and Podmore had been watching Harry ever since he moved to Private Drive.

"—Miss Black?" It was then that Dumbledore turned to me and I realized that I hadn't been listening. Seeing the twinkle in his eyes, I knew he knew that. I also didn't help that my fingernails had turned dark blue. I was bored, and I think he knew that.

"Sorry." I flushed, ignoring the beady eyes of Snape staring at me. "I was going over the plans for Harry," I said, feeling that it wasn't a lie because it was what I was doing. He nodded, looking down the table at the various members of the Order.

"I was just saying how I think it's important that we retrieve Miss Granger." Why did he need to get Hermione? "I've had word that Voldemort might go after her to get to Harry."

"Oh dear," Molly whispered, the fear on her face. I knew she saw Hermione like another child, just as she did with Harry.

"Shall we go get her then, Albus?" Minerva asked, the concern for one of her students clear as she leaned on the table, her stern look frightening me. It was like I was back at Hogwarts.

"I'm actually going to send Miss Black to get her. I believe it would scare Miss Granger if we send the Auror's to get her," Dumbledore said, his eyes settling on her. I watched as Minerva relaxed slightly, happy to know that Hermione would be safe.

"You're not sending her alone?" Sirius asked, the slight anger evident in his tone. I almost rolled my eyes at him. I wasn't a child and while he may have been older than me, he certainly didn't need to worry about me.

"I was going to have Bill go with her." I glanced down the table to Bill, frowning when he avoided my gaze. "Perhaps Molly would be okay with Ginny and Ron going with them. It might help if Miss Granger sees a few familiar faces." Molly nodded, seeming happy that Dumbledore was taking Hermione's feelings into account. "Well then, I think that's all for this evening. We'll meet again next Saturday, at about the same time." He rose from his seat giving everyone a small nod. "If anything changes, I'll let you know."

And with that he was gone, Snape at his heels.

Molly rose as well, waving her wand and filling cups with tea as the members started talking amongst themselves. Some members left a few minutes after Dumbledore and we were left with only Moody, Kingsley, Dora, Minerva and Remus.

Bill glanced down at us and Charlie rose, joining the others at the end of the table. I watched as Charlie whispered something to Bill and frowned when Bill muttered back just as quickly, his eyes flashing to me.

I jumped when Molly rested her hand on my shoulder. I gave her a small smile as I rose from my chair.

"I'm off to bed, Molly. Ginny's probably waiting for me." I glanced over at Bill, sighing when he avoided my gaze. "Tell Bill I'll be ready to get Hermione tomorrow around about lunchtime."

"Goodnight, dear," Molly said softly, rubbing her hand on my arm before joining the others.

After tripping on the last step on the top floor – Kreacher had left a feather duster on the floor, no doubt wanting to trip me – I approached my door, only to pause outside, hearing Ginny's giggle and the laughter of Ron and the twins.

"What are you doing?" I asked, pushing open the door and looking at them as they sat on my bed, watching a muggle movie on my muggle telly. Mother was not happy when I brought that into the house after she died.

"Gin called us up to watch one of these muggle movies," Ron said, throwing popcorn into his mouth. Ginny had taken out a few of the sweets and junk food I bought her and was sharing it with her brothers. "This is a good film."

They were watching Star Wars: Episode IV. I wasn't sure if they'd like it considering it reflected what we were going through now, but I suppose they could connect with Luke.

"Has the meeting finished?" George asked, sitting up and ruffling his hair.

"It finished about twenty minutes ago," I told them, dropping down on the bed beside them. Ron was sitting in front of me, so I pushed him until he fell off the bed. "Minerva is still here with Kingsley, Mad-Eye, Dora, and Remus."

"Is Remus staying here now?" Ginny asked, throwing a handful of popcorn at Ron as he struggled to get up from the floor.

"I suppose so. I'm sure he won't mind sharing a room with Charlie for a few days. No, actually Bill can share his room with Charlie, I don't want Remus having to share." I was mumbling to myself now, but I didn't miss the looks on all four of their faces.

"Charlie's here?" Fred asked, the excitement clear in his voice. At my nod, all four of them rushed out of the room.

"Wait, no, don't run down the stairs!" I called after them.

"FILTHY BLOOD TRAITORS. HOW DARE YOU COME INTO MY HOME! YOU'RE JUST AS BAD AS THE MUDBLOODS!" It was too late. They'd already woken mother up and now she was yelling.

"Stupid woman, casting a fricking permanent sticking charm on her portrait before she dies. I swear to god, I might stick one of myself opposite her before I die. That way, I can yell at her in the afterlife as well," I grumbled, staring down the stairs at the stupid portrait, sighing when Sirius sent a silencing charm at her and closing her drapes.

"That's something I'd like to see," Bill said from behind me, causing me to jump.

"Bill!" I scolded, resting a hand on my chest as he leaned back against his door. I almost forgot that we'd given Bill the guest room on the top floor.

It was the most private, but it was also out of the way, so it was ideal for him seeing as he worked. I would have given him the guest room on the third floor, but Sirius suggested Remus use it and no one was stepping foot in Reg's bedroom. That was something I was adamant about.

No matter how much Sirius disliked Reg, he was still our brother and I had a better relationship with him then Sirius did.

We'd given Molly and Arthur mother and father's old bedroom – neither of us was going to use the master bedroom and I thought it would be nice if Molly and Arthur got their own bathroom as well. The other three guest rooms were on the second floor, each of them being twin rooms, which we'd given to the twins, Ron and Ginny. Harry would be sharing with Ron when he got here, and Hermione would be sharing with Ginny tomorrow.

There was a bathroom on each floor as well, something I was thankful for. I did not want to be queuing for the toilet or to have a shower.

"I've lost you, haven't I?" Bill asked, interrupting my thoughts. I blushed when I realized he'd been staring at me.

"I was thinking about how happy I was that there was a bathroom on each floor," I told him, my eyes shooting to the bathroom between our rooms.

"It wasn't fun growing up at the Burrow and having to share one bathroom between nine people." I shivered at the thought. I hated sharing a bathroom with five girls when I was at Hogwarts. I dreaded the thought of having to share with more than that.

"Thank Merlin for my rich parents then," I joked, leaning against the banister as I looked at him. "Why were you glaring at Charlie earlier?" He turned red at my words, the tips of his ears redder than his hair.

"You noticed that?"

"It was a bit hard to miss," I muttered, jumping up and resting on the banister. Bill's eyes widened, and he rushed forward, slipping his arm around my back, pulling me into his chest.

My cheek brushed against his and I let out a breath as my chest slammed against his. I felt his breath brush my cheek and I pulled back slightly to look up at him.

His eyes had never looked so bright and I was almost afraid to get lost in them. His hair was brushing against my face and I knew that Molly would be after him with the scissors soon. His cheeks were a light shade of red, his embarrassment from earlier dying down. His Adam's apple was drawing my attention as he kept swallowing, almost as if he had something stuck in his throat.

"What are you two doing?" Ginny asked, startling us both. Bill let go of me as I jumped in shock and I felt myself falling backward. My eyes locked with Bill's and I could feel the panic bubbling in my stomach.

I wasn't certain, but I was sure that if I fell from here, I was more than likely going to end up either seriously hurt or dead.

Bill's arms slipped around me once again and he pulled me into his chest. We stumbled back, hitting his door and Ginny screamed out. As I glanced up at Bill, I could hear feet pounding up the stairs and my mother screaming. None of that matter though. All that mattered to me, was that he'd grabbed me.

"What's going on?" Molly asked, causing Bill to let go of me. I looked at her to see her fussing over Ginny who was hysterically crying. Sirius, Remus, and Arthur were behind her, followed by Charlie, Ron, and the twins. I assumed the others had left.

"I didn't mean to," Ginny cried, running her hands over her face as Molly tried to calm her down. I glanced at Bill, feeling guilty that Ginny thought it was her fault.

"It's okay, Gin," he said, walking to his sister and bringing her into a hug. Ginny cried into his chest, her hands shaking as she hugged him tightly.

"What happened?" Sirius asked, looking down at the younger Weasley's as they looked up at us curiously.

"I was sitting on the banister and she scared me. I almost fell, but Bill caught me, so we're fine. It was just a bit of a scare," I assured him, holding my arms up to show him I was fine.

"I think perhaps it's a good idea for us all to go to bed now," Molly suggested rubbing Ginny's back as she pulled away from Bill. "It's late and we've got an early start."

Following her orders, Ginny wished everyone a good night before dashing into my room. I smiled at Molly, laughing as she ushered the boys down the stairs as they grumble about how they weren't tired. Giving Bill one last glance, I bit my lip and rushed into my room, closing the door behind me.

"I'm so sorry," Ginny said, throwing herself at me. I slammed against the door but hugged her back none the less. Stroking her hair, I whispered nonsense to her until she calmed down.

"It's okay, Ginny, I probably shouldn't have been sitting on the banister anyway," I told her, pulling her over to the bed. While she climbed in, I changed and joined her.

"I was just curious about what you and Bill were doing, I didn't mean to scare you," she whispered, and I felt her turn to face me. Glancing at her in the dark, I wondered why she was curious.

"Why?"

"Your hair was a mix of light pink and light purple. I've never seen it two colours before. It normal changes to one colour before flashing to another." She was right. My hair had never been two colours before. "Light pink can mean either flirty, amused or playful and light purple can mean excited or love." I froze at her words, knowing what she was going to say next.

"Ginny—"

"— do you love Bill? Were you flirting with him?" even though I couldn't see her properly in the dark, I knew she had a smile on her face.

"I don't love Bill, I like him, sure, but I don't love him," I told her, not liking how conflicted I felt.

"Yeah, sure. You can't lie to me when your emotions clearly show how you feel." If I didn't love her so much, I would hit her. If it was one of the twins saying this to me, I wouldn't hesitate to hex them. But it was Ginny, and I couldn't help but love her, even if she was annoying.

"I'm not sure what my emotions meant, but it's been a long night and they tend to play up when I'm tired."

"Your hair turned ice blue when you were falling. It felt like a block of ice went through me and I saw the fear on Bill's face." I could hear how upset she was getting, so I took her hand in mine and gave it a soft squeeze.

"Let's go to sleep. We've got to get Hermione tomorrow and I think it's best we don't look like Inferi when we see her." Ginny giggled at my words but nodded and turned over. With a sigh, I rubbed my face and curled up under the covers.

Tonight had been one hell of a night.

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