We Meet a Slave and Get Interrogated
Kreacher makes his first appearance! So does Sirius. And Tonks. And Ron. And Mad-Eye... Anyway. Yes, I own Harry Potter. See that's why I go to a public school and everyone bows down before me. If you fell for that, two words: DUMB ***. Same with Percy and such. There may be some OOC in this chapter, not sure. Anyways, READ!
-Sunleaves

I go up and knock on the door. We wait a few minutes before knocking again. The third time we knock a redheaded lady opens the door. She looks down at us. She looks over all of us before opening the door all the way.

"Oh, you're here. Well, come in." She ushers us through the door. Inside I feel like we just stepped in to Hades's palace. Except Hades's palace feels more welcoming. The red haired lady leads us down the hall. I look up and see the heads of dead house elves on a plaque. We're at the end of the hall and go down steps. The redhead opens the door. All the noise that'd been going on stopped. I looked around and nearly freaked. There's Sirius, Lupin, Tonks, and Snape. Gods, everyone's looking at me now. It's not my fault I squeal! I'm just excessively obsessed.

"Hi. I'm Naomi and this Thalia, Grace, Nico, and Percy," I say, gesturing to everyone in turn and managing to control myself. They nod.

"Hi. I'm Sir-" I cut him off.

"I already know your names. Molly, Arthur, Bill, and Charlie Weasley. Nymphadora Tonks. Kingsley Shacklebolt. Remus Lupin. Sirius Black. Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody. Severus Snape. Elphias Doge. Hestia Jones. Dedalus Diggle. Emmeline Vance. And Sturgis Podmore." I motion to each of the Order members.(A/N: I just wrote every name I found at the beginning of Order that wasn't a teacher.) Their faces are slack with shock. Moody stumps over to us and looks at us.

"Not Death Eaters." The others wait ten seconds before cracking up.

"Who the heck would wanna eat Thanatos?" Nico gasps. I cluck my tongue disapprovingly.

"Nico, he doesn't mean people who eat death. He means followers of Voldemort." Everyone stops Order surrounds me and leads me away.

"See you in a minute!" I shout to Nico, winking. Alastor pushes me towards an old room.

"How do you know so much about us?" he growls. I laugh.

"Wow. You really are thick sometimes. Do you think your war over here isn't affecting us in America? And I thought Aurors were supposed to be smart." I shake my head. I hear laughter in the back of the crowd. Sirius and Arthur come forward.

"Oh. I like this one's spirit. Let her go Mad-Eye," Sirius says. Moody lets me go back to the kitchen with Sirius. The others run over to me shouting.

"What the-"

"You almost gave us-"

"Why did you-"

"SHUT UP! I can't hear myself think." The others look ashamed. "This is Sirius. What do you know about us?" I ask him.

"Dumbledore told us that you are half-bloods. He said that you are half mortal and half god," he says. The others look shocked.

"Yep. I'm a daughter of Poseidon. The girls wearing silver are Hunters of Artemis. That makes us immortal unless we fall in love or are struck down in battle. The black haired girl is Thalia, daughter of Zeus and Lieutenant of Artemis. The brunette is Grace, daughter of Zeus. The boys are Percy and Nico sons of Poseidon and Hades. Percy's the tall guy in the back. Nico's the pale guy with black hair," I finish. Sirius looks bewildered. And confused. He asks if he can tell the other members. I say yes. As soon as that's done, Percy turns on me.

"Who made you leader? You just gave us away!" he shouts.

"I made myself leader! Considering only one other people had information about this, it seemed like the right choice! I have more information on this matter than both of them combined! And if you're saying your leader because you're the oldest, think again! It should be Nico or Thalia! If that's how you're going to choose leader," I shout. Percy leans back as though expecting his younger sister just to do as he says. Thalia and Grace all step closer to me. Nico and Percy stay away. "Who died and him the boss?" I mutter. Thalia chuckles as she hears what I mutter. Just as Percy's about to start yelling again, I hear footsteps thundering down the stairs. The door bursts open. I pull out ρουφήχτρα. Whirlpool is my sword that's made of Stygian Iron. It's usually a black watch until I hit the stopwatch button. Then it's a sword that will kill you. Fun. I point at the people who just stepped into the room.

A girl with bushy brown hair comes in and looks around. Then a boy with red hair does the same. Friendlies, I mouth to Thalia. She nods.

"Why are you here?" the girl asks.

"What's your name?" I counter.

"Hermione Granger. What are you doing here?"

"Well, Hermione Granger, what if we were invited? We're transfer students from America." Hermione looks unconvinced.

"Why do you have that black watch?"

"Gift from my uncle." The Order members come back in. Mrs. Weasley ushers the seven of us upstairs.

"Hermione, Ron. Go away. Our guests won't be sharing rooms with you two. They'll be on the same floor as Fred and George. Come on you five," she adds as she walks up the stairs. There's not much of a difference between the floors.

"Boys, you will be on the left, girls on the right."

"Thanks Mrs. Weasley," Percy says. She just nods and goes back downstairs. We stand there for a minute before heading to our respective rooms. All of us girls went to our room.

"So what you guys think of the Order?" I ask. Thalia and the others think about for a minute before saying the same thing.

"Freakin' awesome." They look at each other before laughing.

"Are you sure you don't have ESP?" I ask. "And it's ten forty-five. I think we'll be getting out wands tomorrow. So let's get to sleep." They nod and we all fall on our beds, fully clothed.

I wake up at three seventeen. I sit up and look around for the source of the disturbance. I'd been having a good dream. A weird dream, but not a demigod dream. I hear muttering going on. I grab Whirlpool and open it. A blue light bathes the room. A little short house elf is standing in our room. Damn, we forgot to lock the door. I shouldv't known not to forget. Stupid elf.

"Kreacher, what the Hades are you doing in here?" I ask loudly, waking up the others.

"Kreacher is cleaning. Kreacher hates to think how his mistress would react seeing the scum that has been let in the house. Oh, yes, Kreacher would."

"I don't care what your doing. Get out or I'll drop you down the stairs." Kreacher just stands there muttering. I pick him up.

"Make as much noise as you can as we pass Hermione's room. I want her to see this," I murmur to the others. They nod. We walk down to the edge of Hermione's floor. Thalia and Grace thunder by Hermione's room. It works. Hermione looks out the door and sees me holding Kreacher, about to drop him. She gasps.

"Put Kreacher down," she commands. I nod.

"If you say so," I say and let go of Kreacher. He falls down the stairs. Hermione looks at me with horror in his eyes. "Tell him not to interrupt my sleep again or worse things will happen." I trudge up to our room with the others where we collapse on our beds. After I lock the door, that is.

The next morning we awake to the boys knocking on our door. I groan and roll over. Thalia gets up and opens the door. Percy and Nico all come in and sit on our beds. I kick Percy when he sits on mine.

"What d'you want?" I mumble sleepily.

"Mrs. Weasley told us to get you up."

"Oh. Now go away. I wanna sleep."

"Well, Mrs. Weasley said that we were going to go to Diagon Alley to get our wands," Percy says. I sit up. They look at me strangely.

"Well? Get out so we can change," I say to them. The guys get up and go out. Then all of us girls get changed.

I've read about Diagon Alley. I've thought about it before. I thought I knew enough about it. WRONG. It's so big and busy. I just wandered around. We get robes, our books, and our owls. My owl is barn owl I named Soren. Like from Guardians of Ga'hoole. Only Grace got the implication. Soren is a barn owl in the book. But that's another conversation for a different time. Finally we get to Ollivanders. I can't wait to get my wand. As long as it's not a Pottermore wand. I got Voldemort's wand on an account. Of all the wands. We walk inside.

And again. Random at the end, yeah. And it's true. I got Voldemort's wand except for the length. My family called me Voldemort and ran out of the room. I finally got this written! Yes! And, since I've been getting very little reviews, I refuse to update until I get five reviews. Oh, IMPORTANT NOTICE! If you want to have an OC be in this story fill out the form below. Only preference is that they NOT be a Big Three kid. I have enough of those. So fill out:

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