He knew how to wait patiently. Years with his relatives, if nothing else, had taught him that much. He kept his back to the door as he waited, giving off the impression that he was confident and at ease about the meeting. He intended to use his acting abilities as much as he could, either impressing Pansy or making her believe that he was weak and ineffective. Since she was a Slytherin and Draco vouched for her, he assumed that her reaction would belong in the former category. It was all part of his plan. Harry Potter always tried to have a plan when questioning new members for his executive council of his Order.

Harry continued his wait, looking out of one of two windows in the room to the gray clouds passing over the sky. He head the door open but made no move to turn around and face Pansy. The door clicked shut and the locking and silencing charms activated.

"I'm glad that you took care to shut the door behind you," Harry spoke, turning at last to face Pansy. "So many try and leave it open just an inch or two so their friend can listen in or they can make a quick escape."

He studied her expression and could see that she was not at all impressed with his calm polite exterior. If anything Pansy looked bored.

"You think all the theatrics is a bit much don't you?" Harry gave a brittle chuckle. "I suppose it might seem so but I can't have Dumbledore and his crowd worrying over me and watching me any closer than they already do. Enough people watch my actions as it is, closer scrutiny is something we wish to avoid for the moment. You're here so I can decide if you're someone I'm looking for to join my Order. What has Draco told you?"

"Only that Dumbledore wasn't involved," Pansy said a bit hesitantly. "And that your group is against the Dark Lord.

Harry nodded, "Can you work alongside Muggleborns, Half-bloods and non-human intelligent creatures such as Centaurs or House Elves?"

"I can," Pansy held herself confidently now. "I won't be marrying anyone less than a powerful half-blood but I won't have any trouble getting along with anyone if that's what you're worried about."

"Could you stand being under the leadership of a half-blood?" Harry pressed on. "Could you follow my orders?"

"This isn't going to be like the Death Eaters is it?" Pansy held her wand firmly at her side, prepared to use it. "We can question your orders and won't be punished for doing so?"

"There is no mark you have to take," Harry assured the blond haired witch. "I don't have complete control over any of you. The executive council, the officers of my Order, can question me all they like in private or when it's just an executive meeting. I only ask that we present a united front to the outside."

"I can understand that," She loosened the grip on her wand and relaxed a little. "That's just smart politics. What else is there?"

"Are you prepared to fight and possibly kill those on Voldemort's side, possibly even family and friends?" Harry's green eyes bored into Pansy's.

"By not joining with my parents and becoming a Death Eater I'll be disowned and labeled as a traitor," Pansy explained. "If I want a future I'll have to fight for it. I'll do what needs to be done. I'm willing to fight with you."

"I'm glad Pansy," Harry smiled. "There are just a few more things to know, some strengths and weaknesses. What were your OWL scores from last year? And what are your best subjects?"

"I got an O in Potions, Arithmancy, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms," Pansy recited from memory. "And I got E's in Herbology, Transfigurations and A's in Care of Magical Creatures and Astronomy. My best subjects though are Ancient Runes and Arithmancy. My grandmother taught me all about Runes and some about Arithmancy and she gave me all her old books and journals. I can enchant things already and ward them with runes and I've learned the basics of creating personalized spells."

"Useful skills to have," Harry said. "And we'll put them to good use. We have a few other members who are skilled at those subjects. Anything else you'd like to share before we leave for the evening?"

"Daphne Greengrass and I became Animagi together," Pansy was more open now. "I'm a swallow. It's a good form for spying and getting around because it can be found so many places."

"Will you transform for me?" Harry requested.

Pansy nodded and in the blink of an eye a little swallow was on the ground. It hopped around a bit and then took off and flew a circle around the room before landing and changing back in Pansy Parkinson.

"Impressive," Harry complimented her. "There's only one more concern. There are some things I might confide in you or in Draco that he or you can't tell anyone. Or I might ask you to get some information for me or do something that I don't want anyone else to know about. Would anything like that bother you?"

Pansy thought for a moment, "No it won't. We all have our secrets from each other."

Harry opened the door and whispered for Draco to come in. Barely audible footsteps crept up to the door and into the room and then Draco removed the disillusionment charm from himself.

"Tomorrow night meet up on the seventh floor corridor by the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy at eight o'clock," Harry told both of them. "Bring Daphne Greengrass with you if you can. Blaise doesn't need to know, we don't tell him everything since he's a spy. The less he knows the less he can give away in case he's caught."

"You would just abandon him?" Pansy blurted out.

"No, but until I could get to him there's no telling what he might slip out," Harry shook his head. "Let's head back now. It wouldn't do for Filch to catch us together."

"Until tomorrow then," Draco said as he and Pansy walked quickly away down the corridor.

Harry watched them go for a moment before slipping away back to Gryffindor Tower. He always carried his Invisibility Cloak and the Marauder's Map with him now. Both items were handy to have in a pinch and it also meant that Ron and Hermione could not attempt to spy on him.