Leaving Privet Drive

I don't know if any alerts were sent out about it, but I made some changes to chapters 6, 7 and 10. But the only really important change was to chapter 7, the part where Diana got her wand. The other changes were just to accomodate that scene. You may want to go back and read it before you read this chapter. I think it's more interesting the way it is now.

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"Who are you and what do you want?" Diana said, confidently, which is something Harry definitely wasn't feeling.

"Put those wands away before you take someone's eye out!" came a gruff reply.

"Professor Moody?" Harry said, uncertainly.

"I don't know so much about 'professor'. Never got around to much teaching, did I now?" said the voice known as Moody, sarcastically, "Both of you get down here so that we can see you properly."

Diana looked to her right to see Harry lowering his wand slightly, but he didn't make any moves to go downstairs.

"You know him?" she asked.

"Kind of," he replied.

"It's alright, Harry. We've come to take you away from here,"

"Professor Lupin, is that you?"

"Why are we all standing in the dark?" came a young witch's voice. "Lumos."

A wand tip flared and Harry could make out several people at the bottom: His two former professors, a bald black wizard with earrings, a pink-haired witch who was holding the lit wand, and a few people he met before at the Leaky Cauldron. Immediately everyone began whispering about how he looked like his father but with his mother's eyes.

"Are you sure it's them, Lupin?" Mad-Eye growled, "It'd be a nice lookout if we bring back some Death Eaters impersonating them."

"Perhaps I could help," said Diana. She stepped down the stairs and held up her wand, which lengthened back into the Lasso of Truth, "This lasso will compel anyone bound by it to tell the truth."

Mad-Eye looked at the golden rope suspiciously for a moment before taking it, "How can we tell if it works?"

"Why don't you try it on someone and ask them something that they would normally lie about," suggested Diana.

"Alright," he immediately looped the rope around the pink-haired witch.

"Hey!" she protested as he tied the lasso tightly around her, but kept a firm hold on one end, "Get this thing off me, Mad-Eye!"

"It didn't have to be tied, just looping it around once and holding it would do," said Diana.

"Just being thorough," he said gruffly before turning to the fiercely struggling witch, "What is your first name?"

The young witch sent him a glare that would scare Death.

"Well, answer the question!" said Mad-Eye.

"N-Nymphodora," she said, though she struggled not to answer. Satisfied at the answer, he untied the lasso and pulled it off of the witch.

"You could have at least asked permission first!" she said, rubbing her arms where the lasso was tightest.

Mad-Eye ignored her as he beckoned Diana forward. She stepped in front of him and allowed him to loop the rope around her, "What is your name?"

"Princess Diana of Paradise Island, also known as Diana Prince," said Diana, surprising herself and everyone in the room. He wasn't specific enough so she answered more fully than she meant to.

"Princess, eh?" Moody smirked, "Well, Your Majesty, it seems you're not an imposter."

Harry stepped up next, with a gentle nudge on the shoulder from Diana.

"What is your name?" asked Moody when the lasso was in place.

"Harry James Potter," said Harry. Since everyone's identities had been confirmed, Moody took the lasso off and began to wrap it back up. Diana held out her hand expectantly and Moody handed it back, though staring at it longingly.

"Don't suppose you could tell me where to get one of those?" he asked, causing Lupin and several others to chuckle.

"I'm afraid it's one of a kind," said Diana with a smile.

"Don't put you're wand there, boy!" Moody yelled all of a sudden, startling Diana and some of the surrounding wizards. Diana looked at Harry to see him paused in the middle of sticking his wand in his back pocket, looking like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Better wizards than you have lost their buttocks when their wand ignites in their back pockets!"

Diana burst out laughing. It took her a minute to notice the look on Moody's face, "Oh, you're serious?"

Moody huffed and headed into the kitchen muttering, "Elementary wand safety. Nobody bothers with it anymore." Then he added louder, "I saw that, Tonks!" The pink-haired woman had just rolled her eyes.

Lupin stepped forward to greet his former student, holding out his hand, "How are you, Harry?"

"F-fine," said Harry, shaking the hand.

Lupin smiled and held his hand out again for Diana, "Remus John Lupin, ma'am."

"Nice to meet you," she said with a smile, "did you say that you're taking us away from here?"

"Yes, in just a little while. We're just waiting for the all-clear."

"Are we going to the Burrow?" asked Harry.

"No, it would be too risky. We've set up headquarters somewhere un detectable."

They stepped into the kitchen where the rest of the wizards congregated.

"Of course you know of Alastor Moody," Harry nodded, "This is Kingsely Shacklebolt," Harry and Diana took turns shaking hands as the newcomers were introduced, "Nymphodora Tonks…"

"Don't call me Nymphadora!" said the pink-haired witch. She turned to Harry and Diana and smiled politely, "Call me Tonks."

Lupin finished introducing the rest of them.

"These muggles are too clean," said Tonks as she and the rest were examining the kitchen and its appliances.

Moody was looking around suspiciously with his magic eye, when it seemed to stick facing out of the side of his head, "Dammit!" He popped the eye out of its socket, causing looks of distaste in most of the surrounding people, including Diana, "Can I get a glass of water, Potter?"

Harry got a glass from the dishwasher and filled it at the tap. Moody took it and dropped the eye into the water, where it swiveled around to look at them all in turn.

"That's disturbing," said Diana quietly to Harry, "then again it's better than seeing a talking brain floating in a jar."

Harry turned to her in surprise, "what do you mean?"

"Long story," she said. "How are we getting to wherever it is we're going?"

"Brooms,"

"Brooms?" repeated Diana, "you mean actual flying brooms?"

"Yes," said Lupin, "Speaking of which, you'd better both go get your trunks."

"Good thing we're already packed," said Diana with a slight chuckle. She and Harry headed up the stairs to get things. Diana stopped Harry before he went into his room, "Grab a coat, it's bound to be cold up there," she said.

"Okay, thanks," he said gratefully before stepping back into his room.

Ten minutes later they were sitting on the front lawn waiting. All of their luggage was tied underneath one of the brooms. Suddenly, there was a shower of red sparks from above. Everyone mounted their brooms; Diana borrowed a spare broom from Moody.

"Don't break ranks if one of us is killed!"

"Is that likely?" asked Harry with a smirk, causing Diana to laugh nervously.

"Have you ever flown before?" Lupin asked Diana.

"Yes, in my invisible plane. Not exactly the same as a narrow piece of wood."

Then there came another shower of wand sparks, green this time.

"Off we go!" said Mad-Eye.

"Just kick off of the ground," said Lupin. Diana did as she was told and, to her relief, it shot off into the air along with the rest of them. As they lifted higher up into the air, she looked to see how Harry was doing. She smiled when she saw how happy being on his broom made him.

This isn't so bad; she thought to herself, it's actually kind of exhilarating.

They continued on for a while; no one was keeping time. Nothing could be heard over the creaking of the harness holding the luggage, the wind in their ears and the flapping of their robes. Occasionally Moody would shout out directions.

"Bear southeast; there's some low cloud we can lose ourselves in!"

"We are not going through the clouds! We'll get soaked!" came Tonks' reply.

They were flew another hour when Moody shouted one last time, "I think we should double back a bit just in case we were followed!"

"ARE YOU MAD, MAD-EYE? We're frozen to our brooms! We're nearly there anyway; if you keep us changing directions we won't get there till next week!" Tonks cried out.

"Begin the decent," said Lupin, "follow Tonks," he added for the benefit of Diana and Harry.

They both touched down in what they soon realized was an unkempt, littered street lined with shabby, run down houses. The paint on the doors was chipped and some of the windows were busted out.

"Read this," said Moody, handing a small note to Harry.

The headquarters to the Order of the Phoenix can be found at Number 12, Grimmauld Place.

Harry handed the mysterious not to Diana when he was finished reading it.

"Number 12," she mumbled before looking up at the row of houses. She looked all along the row in confusion, as there was a number 11 in front of them, but only 10 and 13 on either side, "There is no number twelve," she trailed off toward the end of the sentence as a house suddenly appeared between numbers 11 and 13.

"Come on, hurry inside," said Moody, impatiently. They followed him up the creaky steps to the front door, which was covered in black paint. He tapped it with his wand, and there were several clicks before the door opened on its own.

Harry and Diana were nudged inside. It was dark inside and there were no windows to let the light from outside in.

"I might've seen something like this in a movie once. This must be the part where the Count comes down the stairs, candelabra in hand, to bid us 'velcome'," Diana muttered, causing Harry to chuckle. They both started when the door was closed and they were plunged into total darkness.

"I'll give us some light," a second later, several oil lamps and a snake-head chandelier lit up of their own accord. They suddenly heard hurried footsteps and a plump red-haired woman emerged from a door at the end of the hall.

"Oh, Harry, it's lovely to see you," said Mrs. Weasley as she pulled him into a tight hug. She then pulled away and held him at arm's length, "You're a bit peaky; I'll have to fatten you up while you're here. But I'm afraid that dinner will have to wait a bit. Hello, dear, you must be Diana. Dumbledore told us you'd be coming as well," she shook Diana's hand enthusiastically with her bright, motherly smile as ever on her face, "I'm Molly Weasley."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Weasley," said Diana, smiling back.

"If you'll both follow me, I'll take you upstairs and show where you'll be sleeping," before she started up the stairs, she whispered to Moody and Lupin, "He's just arrived. The meeting will begin soon," though Diana was able to hear. Moody, Lupin and the other witches and wizards disappeared through the door Mrs. Weasley just came out of.

She motioned Harry and Diana to the stairs, "Do be quiet, we can't wake anything up,"

That's comforting, Diana thought to herself, sarcastically.

As they climbed the stairs, Diana noticed several plaques lining the wall with sculptures of heads of some kind, "Those are strange looking sculptures."

"Those aren't sculptures," Harry whispered; he looked a little nervous about their surroundings, and Diana wouldn't blame him.

"They're severed elf heads," said Mrs. Weasley, sadly.

"Oh, my gosh; that's grotesque!" Diana gasped.

"I know, dear. The previous owners of this house weren't the nicest people.

They stopped outside the first door on the left of the next floor, "Here you are, Harry."

"Thanks, Mrs., Weasley," he said before stepping inside and shutting the door.

"You're just a little further down this hall," she said to Diana.

She stopped outside the last door on the right, "This is your room." She stepped aside so that Diana could enter. The room seemed comfortable enough, but the colors were too dark and depressing for her taste.

"This house hadn't been lived in for years before we made it headquarters, so I tried to tidy up a bit for you, so you'd be more comfortable. There's also a private bathroom."

"Thank you, I'm sure I'll be quite comfortable," said Diana, smiling. Then she asked, "What kind of meeting are you having downstairs?"

"Oh, you heard what I said?" asked Mrs. Weasley, suddenly flustered, "It's just Order business. I'm afraid it's only Order members allowed, so you'll have to wait up here with the children. I hope you don't mind."

Diana shook her head and said, "Not at all," though her curiosity stirred.

"Well, I should be getting back downstairs for the meeting. I'll come fetch you when dinner's ready."

"Thanks again," Diana called.

"You're welcome, dear," said Mrs. Weasley as she shut the door behind herself.

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They are finally reintroduced to the wizarding world. Next chapter will have Harry's hearing. I've got some great plans for that. Hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter.