Okay guys sorry this chapter took so long, but I just refused to be written, that and Book 7 really had me thinking of redoing the entire story, but I think I'm still going to roll with this one.

Albus Dumbledore cleared his throat, indicating to the assembled party that the latest meeting of the Order of the Phoenix was now commencing.

"Ah, well then, welcome back all. It's good to see everyone safe and sound today. Which shall only add to the fact that I have wonderful news!" he exclaimed, blue eyes twinkling anew.

Several murmurs went around the table, it had been quite a while since they had seen their leader so jovial. This must be good news indeed.

Continuing on, "It seems that our mysterious hero, Harry Potter has been found!"

Now the murmurs erupted into outright exclamiations and questions. The Supreme Mugwump waved off the questions, quieting the now hopeful freedom fighters.

"Yes, yes I know many of us had all but given up hope for young Harry, but he has been found in the America's and has agreed to assist us in the war against Lord Voldemort."

Apart from the usual flinching at the Dark Lord's name, Sirius Black was the first to respond, "Where is he!? Is he here now!? When can I see him?!" he demanded.

"Patience, Sirius. Patience! We, or I should say Ms. Granger located him in the America's as an Auror of sorts?"

"That's impossible Albus he'd be younger than Ron!" Molly Weasley chimed.

"Well that would normally be true but it seems Mr. Potter has had an impressive aptitude and has excelled into the ranks to be the youngest in their department's history." Professor McGonogall replied.

"Or it's all merely a publicity stunt designed to inflate the boy's ego to even greater heights" Snape spat. His first words spoken at the meeting were of course, a direct insult to the Potter heir.

"I seem to recall a small incident that certainly didn't seem like a stunt.." Minerva smiled cattily at the dour Potions Master.

"How can we even be sure this is really Potter and not some sort of ruse? He goes missing for nigh on seventeen years and he appears on the muggle news?" Moody asked.

"There's no mistaking him Alastor, you'll know when you meet the lad" Dumbledore responded.

"So wait, if he's in the America's why hasn't he arrived yet?" Amelia Bones' inquired, hiding a small smile.

"Ah yes, it seems he needs a few days to prepare for his departure, legalities and some such." Albus said dismissively "But the point is that Mr. Potter shall indeed return, and it is my sincere hope that this will be the push we need to turn this war on it's heels."

More questions began to bubble forth, "Now now, I've said all that needs to be said on the subject. Mr. Potter shall come and that's all we need to be worried about. I think perhaps Alastor and Kinglsey shall escort him to headquarters? I'll try to get in contact with Harry and see when his transport can be arranged.

"Yes Headmaster," they intoned.

"Now, any new business?" Albus said, moving the meeting along.

"Why yes, actually I have a young gentleman that I believe would be absolutely helpful in our fight and he has expressed interest to join. I shall need a parchment for the Fidelus if that's quite alright Albus?" Madame Bones spoke.

"You can vouch him?" he asked.

"Certainly, and I'm sure you'll all be pleasantly surprised by him as well."

"Splendid! I shall have the slip to you at the end of the meeting. Anything else?

Madame Bones smiled pleasantly and jotted something down on her notepad.

One Day Later

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation, "Yes?"

"Hey boss you said you needed to see me?"

"Come in Potter, come in."

Harry Potter stepped once again into DeSoto's office. A duffel bag at his side as he sat approached his supervisor's desk.

"Harry Potter I would like you to meet an old friend of mine, Madame Amelia Bones, head of Britain's Magical Law Enforcement."

A slight widening of his eyes was the only hint of surprise. He smiled as he shook her hand, "Ma'am."

"A real pleasure to finally meet you Mr. Potter. I hope Army hasn't given you too much grief over this assignment?"

"Uh…no Ma'am." He said, trying to keep a straight face /Army?/

DeSoto cleared his throat, "Ahem, well yes. You see I met Amy here during one of my tours while I was stationed at Britain. She thought the fact that my nickname and my occupation were the same."

Madame Bones let out a chuckle, "Oh yes and we've been good friends ever since. Though you have been hiding this young man from me for three years? What kind of friend is that?" she gave the old Ranger a half-hearted glare.

"That was actually my request ma'am." Harry spoke up.

"Oh?"

"Yes ma'am, you see I knew y'all were probably lookin for me, but I had my own life here, and I saw no reason to change that. Sorry if it gave you any trouble."

"Oh no trouble at all Mr. Potter. It's our poor Headmaster that's been worried sick. Had he only bothered to check the proper records, he would have seen that you had been adopted by a Corbell Walker?" she asked stightly.

Harry grinned, "Cordell ma'am."

"Right, well I must admit I hadn't checked that until Armando had sprung the news, but it was all fair and legal. It must have just been buried under all the paperwork."

Harry rolled his eyes, "Along with a whole bunch of other thangs I reckon."

She heard the hint of bitterness in his voice, but decided to ignore it for now, "Quite. Well you'll need this for your destination."

Handing him a slip of parchment, he read the words written, The headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix is at Number 12 Grimmauld Place

"Fidelus? Kinda obscure magic." Harry commented.

"Yes well whatever you may say about the Headmaster, he is extremely skilled in all forms of magic."

Harry made a non-commital noise as he crumpled the slip and tossed it into the fire, "So are you to show me to this place? Dumbledore's been sending me messages left and right to try to set up a 'safe and secure mode of travel'.

Amelia snorted, "Actually I will not. I assumed you would need a bit of time to get to know the lay of the land, get your own lodging, acquire some funds."

Harry nodded, "I had heard the goblins get real finicky about british mundane money, I can't imagine what a couple of U.S. Dollars would do."

"Indeed. Actually you probably already have a vault at the local bank."

A small frown, "How d'ya figure that ma'am?"

"Your family was quite old, and I can't imagine them leaving nothing behind but a good name for their son. Check in with the goblins, if nothing else you'll at least be able to exchange some money there."

"Right. Sounds like a plan. And where will you be for all this?"

"Well Albus seems to have called another meeting for tomorrow, probably to discuss security measures with the school. I trust you have everythin you'll need for the year?"

Harry looked over to DeSoto who nodded, "He'll have his paperwork with him when he arrives, have no worries about that."

"It never crossed my mind. Well Mr. Potter, it was good meeting you. I believe I shall meet you later tomorrow. I do hope I get a good seat for this."

Harry smiled, "I'll try not to disappoint."