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"I'm coming with. I have some questions only Potter can answer anyway."

Dumbledore examined Ed curiously. "Very well, Mr. Elric. Shall we proceed?"

"Let's go." Ed stalked out of the office, with the others trailing after him like lost little ducklings.

Ron and Hermione were mystified and inquires ran at a rapid pace through their confused minds. Who was this strange boy that Dumbledore had called 'Mr. Elric'? What questions did he have for Harry? How old was he really? It was hard to tell because he was so short, but his molten gold eyes burned with a will that suggested he had seen much in his life. They hurried after the tall, wizened figure of Dumbledore, but the stranger was farther ahead. In fact, they could hardly see his long, braided hair anymore, showing the speed at which he walked.

Meanwhile, Dumbledore was wondering what in the world was wrong with Alastor. Moody would never have taken Harry away from Dumbledore's sight under the current circumstances. There was only one explanation for Alastor's strange behavior tonight.

The man he believed to be Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody was, in fact, an imposter. The real Moody must be being kept somewhere nearby, in order to supply living DNA for a Polyjuice potion, so that gave the old man some comfort. He would need the real Moody if what had happened tonight was true. He would need help in reviving the Order. The only questions that remained in Dumbledore's mind were 'Who is this imposter?' and 'What is he doing with Harry now?'. The old man knew he would not like his answers.

The group had now reached the entryway to the Great Hall, and found Ed staring around him, searching for something to lead him to Potter. McGonagall and Snape were conversing intently by the doorway, but when they saw Dumbledore stride into the hall, they hurried over with uneasy countenances.

"Ah, Minerva, Severus, just the people I was hoping to see." Dumbledore kept his voice quiet and calm. "It appears Alastor is not himself tonight."

"Yes Albus, that is what we wish to speak to you about" McGonagall said worriedly. "He took Potter off somewhere. It's not like him, not like him at all. Something is wrong here."

"Headmaster", drawled Snape lazily, "as much as I hate to admit it, Minerva has a point. Moody is paranoid, and would not drag Potter" he said the boy's name with as much loathing and disgust as possible "off without making sure you or others he trusted stayed around. This is not Alastor Moody."

"Yes, Severus, I have realized that when Mr. Weasley and Ms. Granger nearly knocked down my office door, demanding to know if Mr. Potter was with me. We must hurry. Time is of the essence." He then turned to Ron and Hermione. "Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger, could you perhaps go to my office and write a letter to Sirius, asking him to meet me there? Fawkes can take it. Tell him to come immediately."

"Y-yes Professor" stammered Hermione. She was frightened now. If Professor Moody wasn't Professor Moody, did that mean he was a Death Eater impersonating the paranoid ex-Auror? Well, she didn't have time to dwell on any of this. She had to get a letter to Harry's godfather. She turned to Ron impatiently and said "Come on, Ron. We have to write Sirius." Hermione promptly dragged him off by his arm, ignoring Ron's protests of her hurting him.

Dumbledore turned back to his awaiting teachers. "Let us go."

"Wait a minute! Will someone explain what the hell is going on here?" Ed was feeling rather forgotten. He had watched quietly as the other professors brought their suspicions to the old man, and as the same oldster sent the frantic friends of the boy wonder off to mail a letter. Honestly, with the seriousness of everything happening right now, how was a letter so important. He supposed that this 'Serious' (?) person could be significant enough to warrant a letter in this crisis. But he was done with being ignored. He wanted to know who this Moody was and find where Potter was hiding. Ed had a lot of things to say to the kid, not all of them polite.

"Mr. Elric, if you could wait just a few moments, all your inquiries will be answered." Dumbledore then turned back to his teachers and led them all down the halls of his school to the imposter's classroom and office.

Ed was quickly lost as they wound through the maze of hallways. Without Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape leading the way, it could have taken him ages to find anything. He hated to admit it, but he needed these people, no matter how much he might dislike the headmaster. He sighed, resigned to his fate for now.

As Ed contemplated this new situation, Dumbledore stopped outside a door at the end of a particularly long and winding hallway. Without a moment's hesitation, he pushed the door open to reveal Potter cowering in the corner, with the Moody imposter standing over him, wand raised threateningly.

"Stupefy!" Dumbledore cast the Stunning spell at the grizzled man, throwing him backwards onto the cold stone floor. The old man's face was cold and harsh as he gazed at the unconscious figure on the floor. From the look on Harry's face, Ed guessed that the boy had never stopped to think how Moldymort could be so terrified of the old man. He could, without a doubt, see it now. Dumbledore wore power like a wet woolen cloak, burdened down with the sheer immensity of it.

McGonagall went over to Potter, and helped him up. "Come along, Potter." Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Come along…hospital wing…" She looked as if she were about to cry. Damn it, Ed hated it when women cried. He was no good at dealing with it. She started to take Harry out of the room, when Dumbledore intervened.

"No." His voice was sharp, and carried a tone of authority that hadn't been there previously. When McGonagall tried to argue, saying that Potter had been through enough already, he continued. "He will stay, Minerva, because he needs to understand." There was some more after that, but Ed tuned it out. All he cared about was the body Dumbledore stood in front of. Fake Moody was beginning to stir already. Now was when he would finally get some answers...

So, what do you think? Next chapter should have fake Moody's interrogation and maybe the talk with Sirius in Dumbledore's office. But really people. FLAME ME! I want some constructive critisim. I can't get cool new ideas if you don't yell at me every once and a while. I'll try to update in two days. See you then! :D

- Lady Triplet