*Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter.*

A/N: Yet again, I have another quick update. My inspiration for this story is back whereas I now have writers block for my others. I also have an idea for a new Harry Potter story that I plan to start when this one is finished. I hope you like this chapter, and please review and let me know your opinion— especially on a certain big event that occurred last chapter *cough* Bridget's boyfriend *cough*. Anyhow, enjoy!


"Meeting now! Everyone in the kitchen! Even you kids!" Mr. Weasley shouted from downstairs.

"Oi, we're not kids!" Fred and George shouted indignantly as they aparated into the kitchen with a loud pop.

"Yes I know you're of age, but you're still kids," Mr. Weasley acknowledged as Ron, Ginny, and I burst into the kitchen of number twelve Grimuald Place.

Sirius, Lupin, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Moody, Tonks, and Kingsley were already in the kitchen when we came in.

"So what's the big issue thats letting us all be privy to one of the prestigious Order meetings rather than clean?" Ron asked as he took a seat.

"That Mr. Weasley you will know quite soon," Professor Dumbledore said as he walked in causing Ron to shut up and his face to redden.

"Ah Dumbledore, good you're here," Mr. Weasley said. "Maybe you can explain what we're going to do," he suggested.

"Yes, well as some of you may already know, Arabella Figg just sent me an owl informing me that Mundangus abandoned his post today leaving Harry virtually unprotected. This evening, he and his cousin were attacked by dementors leaving Harry to preform underage magic to protect them. I've made sure that he will be staying at his aunt and uncle's home until we can bring him here. Arthur will explain the rest, as I must be going to the Ministry to sort this out," Dubledore announced before turning around and heading back out the door.

"Dad what's going on?" Ron asked breaking the momentary silence left in Dumbledore's wake.

"Unless Dumbledore can do something, Harry may very well be expelled for this. The Ministry is already fed up with him and Dumbledore for trying to say that You-Know-Who is indeed back, and now this," Mr. Weasley sighed.

Everyone was solemn, contemplating what we had just been told when I added my two knuts. "Dumbledore will do something though. Harry will be fine," I stated firmly, breaking the silence.

"You're right Hermione," Sirius replied and the tension faded.

Everyone began to discuss what Dumbledore would do as Mr. Weasley wrote a quick letter.

"To Harry," he explained quickly, sending it off with an owl who had just shown up with another letter.

"Dumbledore's at the Ministry," he announced as the owl flew back off.

"Then everything will be fine! Now cheer up you lot," Tonks said.

"Yeah, of course Harry will be fine. Dumbledore can fix this," Ginny proclaimed as yet another owl burst through the window.

"Who's it from this time?" I inquired.

"Dumbledore," Mr. Weasley announced, relief coating his voice. "He's managed to keep Harry from being expelled or losing his wand."

A collective sigh of relief echoed through the room and Sirius began to write a letter of his own.

"I'm making sure Harry stays put. Meanwhile, we need to make plans to get him away from the ruddy Dursleys," he explained as the owl flew off.

"Yeah, we could aparate to his house and then—" George started to say when Mrs. Weasley cut him off.

"You lot need to go to bed. It's nearly midnight and will not be assisting in these plans. Plus, we still have cleaning to do tomorrow," she said sternly followed by a murmer of assent from us all.

We all went upstairs, escorted by Mrs. Weasley to keep us from convening instead of going to sleep.

The next day, we were woken up by a loud shriek at about nine in the morning of, "Mudbloods, filth, and blood-traitors in the noble house of Black!"

"Sorry!" Tonks shouted. "Tripped again!"

"Coming," Sirius shouted back followed by running footsteps.

Our heads popped out of our doors just in time to see him and Tonks yank the tapestry back over Mrs. Black's portrait. Ginny and I ducked back into our room and began to get dressed so we could go down for breakfast.

"Oh what I wouldn't give to put a silencing charm on that infernal portrait," I told her.

"Tried that the second day we were here. Uneffective," Ginny explained nonchalantly. "Nothing works."

"Yeah. Still can't stand it though," I muttered.

"No one can," Ginny said with a laugh. "Now lets go get breakfast before Ron eats it all."

I nodded in agreement as the two of us ran down the stairs, giggling.

"Oi, what's so funny?" Ron asked as we ran into him on the second landing.

"Nothing in particular," Ginny retorted.

Ron muttered something under his breath that sounded like "girls" as we entered the kitchen.

"I've got toast and kippers on the table. Eat up. Lots to do today," Mrs. Weasley told us.

"Morning all," Fred and George said after aparating into the kitchen.

"Must you do that everyday?" Mrs. Weasley asked, exasperated.

"Yes we must," Fred responded cheekily.

"Oh just eat. Your father is already at work, and we have to finish cleaning the sitting room today."

"Oh Mum, do we have to?" George whined.

"Yes, yes we do. Now eat," she directed.

"When are we bringing Harry here?" Ginny inquired, blushing a tiny bit.

"We nothing. Although Harry will be brought here by the Order in four days."

"Thank goodness. He must be furious that we're being so cryptic," I told Ron.

"I would be," Sirius agreed as he joined us for breakfast.

Just then, Hedwig burst in through the window and began to fly impatiently around to Sirius, Ron, and me. The three of us removed our letters and then she began to peck our fingers till we opened them. Clearly Harry was ticked off.

My letter read, I've just been attacked by dementors and I might be expelled from Hogwarts. I want to know what's going on and when I'm going to get out of here.

Yeah, Harry was mad.

"Is your's the same?" Ron asked, brandishing his identical note.

"Exactly," Sirius said, holding up his as well.

"Mine too."

Just then, Hedwig began to incessantly peck our fingers again. Harry must really want a response.

"Calm down!" Ron exclaimed. "We're bringing Harry in four days!"

Hedwig rumpled her feathers indignantly and then went to where Pigwidgen and Errol sat with a water dish and food.

"Alright, Harry will be here in a few days so let's get cleaning!" Mrs. Weasley instructed.

"Yes mum" Ron, Ginny, Fred, and George answered glumly. I also saw Sirius mouthing it behind Mrs. Weasley as I nodded my head and suppressed a chuckle.

"I've got to get off to work," Tonks announced, heading towards the door.

"Thanks for stopping by for breakfast Tonks," Mrs. Weasley said.

"You're welcome. Bye all!" she called as she stepped out the door.

The next four days were filled with jokes, cleaning, eavesdropping on Order meetings, and more cleaning, just like the rest of my time at Grimuald Place had been. Now though, we had Harry's coming to look forward to and his hearing to worry about.

The day Harry was meant to arrive seemed to drag on and on. Once the members of the Order began arriving for the meeting that evening, Ron and I went to his room to talk.

"Hopefully something hasn't gone wrong," I said as Ron pulled out a pack of Exploding Snap cards.

"Moody's with them. Harry will be fine. They probably just have to circle the whole earth before coming. You know, constant vigilance!" Ron said, imitating Moody and causing both of us to be overcome with fits of laughter.

"I just hope Harry doesn't hate us for being so vague and distant with our letters," I sighed.

"He couldn't. I mean, yeah he'll be mad, but he'll get over it. He'll understand," Ron stated.

"Yeah, I suppose..." I trailed off. Then I heard more foot steps down stairs along with some talking.

"What's that?"

"Probably just more Order members," Ron suggested as he flipped through his deck of cards.

"Yeah, I'm going to check though. I think someone is coming upstairs."

"Go ahead. I'll deal," he said, still flipping through the deck of cards.

"Alright," I said as I got up and headed towards the door.

"I hope Harry gets here soon," Ron said as he shuffled the deck.

"Yeah," I agreed as I stepped closer to the door. Then the knob turned and the door opened revealing Harry's face. I rushed forwards, engulfing him in a hug and shouting, "HARRY! Ron, he's here, Harry's here!"


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