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Chapter 7 – What Goes Around

Monday came with sunny skies and a gentle breeze. Harry put the Roster on the main board before heading down for breakfast to meet the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff Captains.

"Let's eat and work out a time table." Harry said.

With some arguing and hand waving the three came up with a workable schedule. "Ok, Gryffindor on Mondays, Ravenclaw on Tuesday, Slytherin already went to Professor Hooch and demanded Wednesday, and Hufflepuff will practice on Thursday." Zacharias Smith, the Hufflepuff Captain summarized.

"Right, now remind your D.A. members that practice will begin on Friday. Tell them to find their Galleons and watch for meeting times."

"Open to new members?" Terry Boot, the Ravenclaw Captain asked.

"They need to see Hermione to sign the roster. We may not be secret, but we will be united." Both captains nodded in agreement. "Then she'll give them their Galleon and show them how it works." Harry finished.

"Great Harry, we'll spread the word in our common rooms and we'll see you on Friday."

The three boys parted ways and Harry began to head to his morning class. Turning the corner Harry found himself blocked by Malfoy and Crabbe.

"Quidditch Captains meeting and I wasn't invited. I'm hurt, scar head." Draco drawled.

"Why I'm sorry, my fault really," Harry replied sarcastically, "I guess the invitation to 'Slimy Git' got lost in the mail. Next time I'll be sure to be more specific, 'Blonde Slimy Git'."

"You're dead Potter." Draco hissed.

"You keep saying that. I must just like haunting you then." Harry smirked.

Draco whipped out his wand, but Harry was too fast. "PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!"

Draco fell to the ground stiff and Crabbe stepped up growling angrily, "You'll pay Potter."

Harry blinked in surprise, "Wow! You CAN talk."

Harry smiled at Crabbe's confusion and spoke the curse softly, "Serpensortia." With a bang, a large python landed at Crabbe's feet.

With a terrified yelp Crabbe jumped back and pressed himself against the wall.

Harry stared at the snake and began speaking Parseltongue. "Catch him, wrap around his leg."

The snake slithered and curled around Crabbe's leg, causing him to whimper in fright.

Before Harry could make his next move, a voice behind him shouted the counter spell and the snake disappeared in a cloud of black smoke.

Pointing his wand at Malfoy, Snape performed, "Finite Incantatem."

Once Malfoy stood back up and smirked at Harry, Snape demanded in a hiss, "Mr. Potter! What is the meaning of this?"

"Sir, Malfoy drew first I was just tr"

"Silence!" Snape interrupted. "Potter, 10 points from Gryffindor for fighting in the hall, and you shall go to see the Headmaster after your classes."

Harry frowned and was about to complain, but Snape continued, "Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Crabbe," Both started grinning at their Head of House. "10 points each FROM Slytherin for fighting." Snape's lips curled with a hint of a sneer. Both stared in horror and Harry smiled. "I suggest the three of you get to your classes before detentions are given due to your lateness."

Harry quickly walked away, his mind reeling. 'What just happened there?' He thought to himself. Snape deducting points from his own house. As Harry sat down next to Hermione to focus on the class at hand, he decided for himself that Snape had finally lost it.


That evening, Harry walked up to the gargoyle statue and said, "Ice Mice." The statue moved aside and Harry rode the stairs to the Headmaster's office. When he reached for the knocker, he heard Professor Dumbledore say, "Come in Harry."

After Harry was seated Dumbledore looked sternly over his half moon spectacles. "Fighting in the halls is a very serious offense young man."

"Yes Professor." Harry said, miserably.

"And using a snake to attack another student . . . Someone might think you were the Heir of Slytherin himself."

Harry's head jerked up angrily. "Professor…" His anger died immediately when he saw the twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes.

"Relax dear boy, relax. I merely ask that you refrain from another hallway brawl, unless of course that you are protecting yourself or someone else. Now on to business, I asked Snape to meet with me, before the hall incident, to discuss your Occlumency lessons." Before Harry could complain Dumbledore raised his hand and continued. "Obviously Harry, your classes will be with me. I also wish to give you lessons on other techniques."

Harry smiled at this. "Yes Sir, I can be available for classes on any day but Monday or Friday."

"Ah yes, Quidditch and D.A. meetings nights?"

"Yes Sir, I did wonder if we could still have use of the Room of Requirement. It suits the class and most of the members already know how to find it."

"Of course Harry, you have my permission. Let us plan to meet on Wednesdays. Now before I let you go downstairs to your dinner I have two things. First be prepared for an Order meeting soon. We wish to speak to you about some things. Secondly, I want to give you this."

Dumbledore opened a cabinet and pulled out a small stone pensieve, similar to the one he used. "There will someday be memories you may wish to examine. I must inform you that using a pensieve will show you memories that you experienced, but will also show you details that you can no longer consciously remember. I suggest you study your memories and try to find patterns that play out over and over, this may give you the edge on Voldemort."

Harry picked up the pensieve and thanked the Headmaster before putting it in his school bag and heading down to dinner.


The week went by quickly in a whirl of classes and homework. Harry sat down with his friends to plan the D.A. meeting for this Friday. It was decided the first meeting should be a review to refresh everyone who was a member for the last two years, and give the new members a chance to catch up.

Thursday evening the group of Gryffindors sat at their house table and was finishing up their dinner when Harry noticed a flurry of talking and whispering at the teachers table.

"I wonder what is going on up there. Was there an attack we haven't heard of?" Harry asked concerned.

"No, look Dumbledore just waved down a school owl from the rafters." Neville said.

The group watched while the plain brown owl flew from Dumbledore's seat and out an open window.

They all wondered who he could have written to when Hedwig flew in from the other side and landed in front of Harry.

"Who could this be from?" Harry took the letter from Hedwig and saw one brown feather on her snowy wing.

"Dumbledore transfigured Hedwig!" Hermione whispered excitedly.

Harry opened the letter quickly.

Harry,

Please meet us at the special needs room at 7p.m.

Bring your 7th year friends with you.

D.

Harry turned to Ginny, "I'm sorry I need to go somewhere. Will you save me a seat up in the common room?"

She frowned. "Is it dangerous?"

"No."

"Why can't I come?"

"I'm sorry, he was very specific. This isn't my idea."

"Ah shove off Ginny, he'll tell you later we need to go." Ron butted in.

"Fine but I want to know everything." With that she headed up the stairs with a group of Gryffindor students.

"Special needs room?" Hermione read. "Where is that at?"

"Oh, that's probably code for the Room of Requirement." Harry said.

"Let's go then, I'd hate to keep him waiting." Neville said.


The group found the room at exactly 7. After Ron knocked, the door was opened by Mad Eye Moody.

"Saw you four through the door, but just to make sure, Harry what is your Patronus take the form of? Neville what's your grandma's first name, Hermione what was Lockhart's favorite color and Ron who was the recipient of your brother's first prank candy?"

"A stag." Harry said.

"Beulah." Neville replied.

"Lilac." Hermione said. At this all three boys snorted.

" Dudley Dursley and it was a Ton Tongue Toffee." Ron answered.

"Ok you four may come in." Moody acknowledged.

"Thank you for joining us, for our members the meeting is over, however, please stay until we've finished this last bit." Dumbledore said while bringing the kids toward the table.

Around the table sat most of the order members including quite a few red heads. Tonks, who sitting next to Charlie Weasley, decided to look like a Weasley. Kingsley, Lupin, Snape, McGonagall, and the rest of the order sat across from them.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville, were asked to come tonight for a special purpose. I am pleased to ask them to become honorary members of our Order. This will give them permission to come to any meeting being held at Hogwarts. Now before you say anything Molly. They will not be actual member till they graduate. This will only give them access to the Hogwarts proceedings, nothing else. I offer this to the four of you to show that I trust each of you with our secrets, and don't wish any of you to feel left out."

Harry stood stunned, they're going to let us in the order. He looked around the table and saw a worried Mrs. Weasley, but a grinning Remus, and smiles from other members.

"When I call your name please come forward and declare your intentions. If you do not wish to join, you do not need to, there is no pressure. Harry."

When Harry came forward Dumbledore asked him if he wished to join. After swearing that he would keep the order's secrets, Dumbledore gave him a silver pin, shaped as a Phoenix. He then called Neville, Ron, and finally Hermione. Each took the vow and the three also received a Phoenix pin.

"Thank you for joining our Order. If you have any questions, we do ask that you see an order member and ensure complete confidentiality before saying anything, also don't write anything down that can possible give proof that we are in existence and having meetings."

Dumbledore sat down and asked if there was any other bit of news that needed to be shared.

Mr. Weasley stood up and cleared his throat. "As you all are aware the Council held a hearing last night regarding the actions Fudge took these last 2 years to secure safety for the Wizarding world. While he was given 30 days, Fudge chose to have the meeting yesterday afternoon, in an attempt to surprise the Council into accepting his explanations." Mr. Weasley coughed and continued. "Unfortunately, his attempt failed, and the Council came back that he was incompetent for the position and gave him 48 hours to resign with dignity, before the Council dismisses him publicly."

"Will there be an election Mr. Weasley?" Hermione asked.

Dumbledore spoke. "No Ms. Granger, the Wizarding world differs from the Muggle world in that respect. The council will choose a list of candidates and chose the Wizard that seems most qualified. Much to my dismay, the Council has never chosen a Minister that wasn't Pureblood."

"Malfoy won't get the job will he?" Harry asked.

"No Mr. Potter, the Council does not look upon anyone sent to Azkaban as a likely candidate either." Snape sneered.

"Mr. Weasley has the Council set a date to have their decision by?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes sir, they will announce it by mid November."

"Good if there is nothing else this meeting is adjourned." Dumbledore announced.

After the meeting Professor McGonagall walked the students to their dorm. Since the room was mostly empty everyone agreed that they needed to make it an early night. The three boys headed up to their room and climbed into their beds. Each one of them looked up at the ceiling, smiling.