I'm so so sorry I've not updated since February! Here's the next chapter before you all murder me!

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Chapter 14

The groups hope for a quiet summer was short lived. 12 Grimmauld Place became Headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix, which was a secret organisation, formed by Albus Dumbledore during the first Wizarding War. As a result of this the Potter's and Black's had practically no privacy. Harry and Lydia were left to their own devices upstairs, while all the meeting they weren't old enough to attend occurred, barely seeing their own parents left alone anyone else until they gave James and Sirius pleas for Hermione and Ron to join them. The men disappeared for a few hours the next day before coming back Hermione in tow with her trunk. Lydia nearly knocked her over going to hug her, and the three teens giggled, until Lily ushered them upstairs as the next meeting was about to start.

A day later they were joined, not just by Ron but the whole Weasley clan. The rooms upstairs were divided up. Hermione, Lydia and Ginny were in a room together, with Ron and Harry next door to them. Fred and George had a room a floor up, on the same level as their parents. Lily, James and Sirius were on the same floor as the younger teens in their usual rooms. Lily and Molly shared cooking duties, their laughing and chatter heard from the living room, as Molly was serving up dinner as Lily was doing the finishing touches to their dessert for afters.

Dinner was a noisy affair, with 13 guests (Remus was the only extra person to turn up and graciously accepted the dinner invite), but it was a lovely change to have a nice family dinner. "Trelawney would have a field day if she was hear!" Lydia explained giggling, "Remember, when 13 dine together, the first to rise will be the first to die!" Everyone laughed.

"Me and Ron stood at the same time, I remember. I think she just has it in for me, she tries to kill me off every lesson!" Harry said in reply. After that every began their own conversations. James, Sirius, Remus and Arthur were talking about the meetings before Lily and Molly silenced them with a look and they spoke about their jobs at the Ministry. Molly and Lily were talking recipes, while Fred and George were telling Ginny about their Skiving Snack Boxes. Lydia was arguing with Ron about Quidditch, with Hermione sighing and try to stop them.

Harry was the only one silent. He pushed him mashed potatoes back and forth and stabbing his chicken. "Mum, can I go for a walk?" Lily gave him a worried look.

"Well, I guess. But not for long okay? And be careful!" Lily said after a moment or two. Harry pushed his chair out, ignoring the looks of confusion from his friends and girlfriend, and walked out of the house. Harry had been out of sorts since the maze. Seeing someone die just because he was there was truly terrifying. Add in the that he himself was nearly killed, and it was the connection between his and Voldemort's wand and the spirits (well they seemed to be spirits or something anyway) that appeared, that kept him from following Cedric's fate. The pair were never exactly friends, but Cedric had his whole life ahead of him and it was taken away in just two words. No one deserved that. Then to make him feel even worse Cedric's parents had given him the winnings. They should have been Cedric's. Well at least Fred and George would put the Galleons to good use.

Harry was so distracted by his thoughts, his mind wandering to everything he couldn't let go of, everything he couldn't talk to anyone about, that he was not sure how long he had been gone but as he sat on the swing in a small park a little walk from Grimmauld Place, it was beginning to get dark. He began to walk home, knowing his parents, Sirius and his friends would worried. Then he began to shiver. Everything was freezing, and he felt like all the happiest was gone. He knew this feeling.

Dementors.

Any reasonably sensible person probably would have ran then, as fast as they could to get home. Away from the Dementors. Tell someone, anyone, so the Ministry could be contacted to try and rein them in and get them under control. But then Harry is the sort of boy to walk into trouble and danger rather than out of it.

Harry looked around frantic, trying to see where they were, not wanting to be taken by surprise.

Someone screamed behind him and he turned to see a girl, looking a little younger than him, being held up by a dementor, feeding off all her terrible memories as she kicked out not knowing what was happening. Harry brought out his wand and pointed, "Expecto Patronum!" His stag revealed itself going towards the Dementor and pushing it away, the girl being dropped to the ground, who then burst into tears.

Once the Dementor was gone, Harry walked over to the girl before him and properly looked at her. She had short blonde hair and looked aound 5'2. She looked up and scrambled to her feet backing away, and reaching in her pockets, pulling out a wand. "Get away from me!" She shouted, with a strange accent. Harry put his hands up in surrender.

"I won't hurt you, I fought off that Dementor for you didn't I?" Harry took one more small step closer to the wand pointed at him.

"How do I know you didn't send it after me? And what the heck is a Dementor?!"

"You have to believe I'm not going to hurt you," Harry put his wand into his back pocket, "Look my wand's away okay? I'm Harry."

"Isabelle..but everyone calls me Izzy," Izzy slid her wand away as well and took a step towards Harry.

"You're not from around here are you?" Harry asked.

"Nope, New York. My Mom and dad moved us here a few weeks ago. They stayed in England before they had me, and moved back for some reason." Izzy replied. The two of them sat in silence, until they heard shouting.

"Izzy!"

"Harry!"

Lily ran over to them, with a tall woman also with blonde hair like her, Harry assumed, daughter.

Harry and Izzy looked at each other and gulped.

They were in big trouble.

Yup, there's a new OC introduced, she will play a part in this story though I don't know how big yet. So...do you like it hate it? I know it's short but that seemed a good place to stop. I'm trying to update all my fanfictions in the next few week so fingers crossed!

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