Authors Note: I had writen that last chapter and I couldn't upload it for some reason so, instead of one chapter, you get two until the problem is fixed (:

HBP countdown - 123 days

Christmas had turned out to be a better time than Amber thought. She shared a room with Ginny and Hermione, but she didn't mind. It was better than spending Christmas alone at Hogwarts. Everyone seemed to have taken to Amber even though they had all just met.

On Christmas Eve night, Amber had trouble falling asleep. She knew it was not from excitement for the coming morning. Presents were hard to come by ever since Eric had gone. She usually treated Christmas like any other day, so she was confused as to why she couldn't sleep.

Climbing out of bed, Amber grabbed her sweatshirt from the bed post, put on her glasses (seeing as she was to lazy to put in her contacts), grabbed the current book she was reading, and headed downstairs. She had always loved muggle books, seeing as her parents were both muggles. Her favorites ranged from, A Midsummer Nights Dream to her most recent reading, Pride and Prejudice (great books if you're looking for something to read...).

Being careful as she crossed Mrs. Black's portrait, Amber walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. Sitting in her usual spot, she opened her book and began to read. She was oddly comforted by the small, narrow kitchen. Although it was a bit dull and grey, the small Christmas tree in the corner seemed to brighten things up a bit.

Deep in her reading, she didn't realize that she now had company.

"Amber?" said a voice from behind her. Amber jumped and put her hand over her heart. She turned around.

"Oh, Sirius. It's just you."

"Sorry if I scared you. Can't sleep?" He asked sitting down at the head of the table.

"Yeah," She said sighing. She marked her page and closed her book. "You?"

"I've never been keen on sleeping on Christmas Eve," He said laughing. Amber laughed as well. She had liked Sirius. They both seemed to have the same sense of humor and they both enjoyed each others company. But the thing that had been so awkward, they had never had a one-on-one conversation.

"So..." He said trying to make conversation, "Are you excited for tomorrow?"

"More or less. I really haven't had a Christmas since... well... let's just say for awhile now," Amber replied, trying to smile.

"Well, you're in for a treat. Molly will probably end up making you one of her infamous Weasley sweaters."

"Awesome." Amber and Sirius laughed. Asking Amber if she wanted some hot chocolate, he pulled out his wand and two steaming hot mugs came from what seemd like no where and were placed infront of the two. Sirius raised his mug as if he were toasting someone and took a sip.

"So, Harry tells me that you're an unregistered animagous." Amber choked a bit and set down her mug.

"Did he now? He was supposed to keep that a secret..." She looked away.

"Oh, don't worry about it. I'm not going to tell anyone. I'm one too."

"Really?"

"Yup. Take form as a dog. James, Harry's dad, always said I had a good life ahead of me if I chose to be a dog for most of my life. He was one too, ya know, James. Stag. That's probably the reason for Harry's patronus." Sirius took another sip of his hot chocolate.

"I... I didn't know. I just, always thought that I was kinda alone after my brother, Eric, left."

"What's your form?"

"Jaguar. My brother always said it suit me well."

"I can see that in you." Sirius smiled.

From just that one sentence, Amber knew that she and Sirius, would always be friends.

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Amber didn't know how to feel coming up to the common room. She had been happy about being able to come back to what she'd known as home but at the same time, a bit dissapointed. She and Sirius had formed a bond. He had treated Amber like his own but kept in mind that she was Harry's girlfriend.

Just as Sirius said, Amber had been given her first ever genuine Weasley sweater. It was blue sweater with an A stiched across it. Unlike the Weasley children, who had been given things like these since the day they were born, she was glad that Mrs. Weasley had taken the time to make one for her. Not only that, she recieved a book from Hermione which she had not read but constantly quoted and told Hermione that she wanted nothing more than that book. She was excited to see the cover of her very own, Romeo and Juliet. From Ron she recieved Chocolate Frogs and Berty Botts Every Flavored Beans, which were her favorite wizard candy. She had gotten a few assorted things from Ginny, Fred, George, and Sirius that she enjoyed as well. But her favorite present of all, came from Harry.

She had been dissapointed Christmas morning as she didn't see anything from Harry but was soon refiled with joy as he pulled her into his room and pulled out a box from behind his back. It had been a gold chained necklace with a snitch on it. On the front, It had her initials, A.K.F. but on the back, there were inscripted three other letters, H.J.P. She never took it off.

She and Harry were sitting on one of the couches, his arm around her and her nestled into his chest. Hermione was sitting on the chair across from them and Ron was sitting on the floor. Hermione had been on another one of her rampages about how terrible Umbridge was.

"I mean, she's not even a proper teacher!"

"Yes, Hermione, we know." Ron rolled his eyes.

"Well, if we're going to learn how to defend ourselves now that Voldemort- oh, Ron, get a grip- is back, we need a real teacher." She looked at Harry.

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"Uhm, Hi," said Hermione once they were all gathered at the Hogs Head at Hogsmeade. "You all know why we're here. We need a teacher, a proper teacher. We need to learn how to defend ourselves."

A Hufflepuff, whom Amber did not know the name of, spoke up. "Why?"

"Why?" repeated Ron, "Cause You-Know-Who's back you tosspot."

"So he says." The Hufflepuff nodded his head towards Harry.

"So Dumbledore says," Amber said back to him.

"So Dumbledore says cause he says."

Another boy then spoke. "If Potter could tell us more about Diggory..."

"Look," Harry finally said, "If you're here to listen about Cedric then you might as well clear out."

Amber could have sworn that she saw Cho Chang wipe a tear from her eye. Finally a person Amber recognized, spoke.

"Is it true that you can cast a patronus?" Luna Lovegood asked.

"Yes, I've seen it." Hermione replied.

"Blimey Harry, I didn't know you could do that."

"And he killed a basalisk with the sword in Dumbledore's office."

"It's true," Ginny said.

"And he really did fight off You-Know-Who in the flesh."

"Look," Harry said again, "It all sounds... great when you say it like that, but I've had help nearly everytime. At school, if you mess up, you can try again tomorrow but when you're out there in the real world, inches from death, you don't know what that's like." Amber grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

"You're right," she said, "And that's why we need to have Harry teach us."

Hermione pulled out a sheet of parchment and a quill and wrote down her name. Ron, Harry, and Amber wrote down their names as well and a line formed to write down their names as well.

Dumbledore's Army, was formed.

So, I was up so late writing this, all that was on TV was American Dragon Jake Long. I was surprised as to how close i got to the movie script for the D.A. After i had finished this, i realized that the D.A. was created before Christmas, but i had writen it in a different order and i don't feel like going back and redoing it. so i'm keeping it how it is. why? because i'm the author, that's why (my excuse for everything). Also, i realized that i'm not very bright. when i reread my story that Amber had a cellphone and didn't realize how crappy cellphones were in '95. considering i was born in '95, it kinda slips my mind. haha, sorry.