About two months has passed since Allen had talked to Cross. Allen used the time to check up on Harry and the Noah family. It actually quite slipped from Allen's mind when he received an owl that stated Dumbledore requested him to be at the Order's headquarters.

He got off the bus as he strolled to his desire location, Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Since he never been to the area, the Ark isn't able to transport him there in the instant. However, the Knight Bus proved to be a rather effective, although quite nauseating, transportation. Of course, Allen didn't give the drivers the exact location due to security reasons.

It was only about 5 blocks away when he saw the apartment buildings separated by a huge mansion that seems to be squeezed between. Allen stepped up to the door and rang the doorbell, Timcanpy perched on his fluffy head.

When the door opened, not only was he greeted by a kind but tired Mrs. Weasley, but also a loud screech and wail that reverberated throughout the house. Allen immediately clamped his ears, wincing at the pain. Timcanpy tumbled out of its soft perch and began flapping wildly around.

"MUDBLOODS, BLOOD TRAITORS, AND FILTH IN THIS HOUSE. OHHHH MY HOUSE, MY HOUSE! COVERED IN DIRT, FILTH, AND DISEASES! BE GONE!"

'Shut the horrible screeching off! Shut it off, shut if off, shut it off!' Nea wailed.

'You're not helping!' Allen hissed back.

To Allen's relief, the wailing emitting from the house stopped, allowing him to let his hands down and step into the mansion. Timcanpy circled twice around Allen's head before landing there again, with an annoyed twitch of its tail.

"I'm sorry, dear. I should have told you not to ring the doorbell earlier, dear," Mrs. Weasley apologized as she greeted him.

"It's no problem, Mrs. Weasley. I should have asked before coming. So anything new?"

"We are still discussing some things inside." Mrs. Weasley closed the door and behind them.

"Oh, I hope I wasn't interrupting anything."

"No worries. We are just wrapping up."

And at that moment, wizards and witches headed down the hall towards them. Allen casually greeted the ones he is familiar with such as McGonagall and Flitwick, while nodding to the ones he knows such as Snape. Mrs. Weasley also chatted with some before they left.

After the group left, Mrs. Weasley and Allen continued walking.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me about the wonderful sound that came from this household as soon as the door opened?" Allen asked.

Mrs. Weasley's face twisted into disgust and disapproval. But before she could reply, someone spoke out first.

"I do believe what you heard is the wonderful voice of my absolutely spiffing mother," Sirius Black responded.

"Oh, hey, Sirius, How's it going for you?" Allen greeted.

Sirius's eyebrows raised. "You just heard the painting of my mother and you're asking if I'm doing alright?"

"Point taken."

Sirius let out a bark of laughter. "I'm just kidding. Anyways, I'm doing fine, Wa-, er, Campbell." Sirius hastily corrected when Allen gave a glare at his direction. Allen didn't miss the way Mrs. Weasley's eyes narrowed a bit.

"What-" Mrs. Weasley began but was soon cut off by a loud popping noise.

Crack

Allen watched as the twins Apparated right next to them.

"Fred! George!" Mrs. Weasley scolded. "What did I say about Apparating inside the house?!"

Fred grinned. "That we shouldn't…"

"...because it'll disturb the guests," George said. "However, the guests have left, so therefore…"

"It's fine to Apparate," Fred finished.

Mrs. Weasley began to breathe maddeningly. Allen decided to cut in.

"I see that you troublemakers are doing fine."

"Professor Campbell! We didn't see you there!" Fred said in mock surprise.

"It's absolutely splendid to see you here!" George added.

"Fred...George…" Mrs. Weasley warned.

"Don't worry about it, Mrs. Weasley," Allen said. "It's fine."

"Oh, Professor Campbell, speaking of which, where are our daring partners-in-crime?" Fred asked.

"Partners-in-crime?" Mrs. Weasley turned to face Allen.

Allen laughed nervously, seeing the look that he saw on Lenalee so many times. "Ha, ha, uh, you see, the 4th school that entered last year during the Triwizard Tournament, five of them are transferring to Hogwarts to see how magic here works. I have actually known them personally before I worked at Hogwarts. And as you can tell, Fred and George here have formed a close relationship with them also. In fact, I believe Hogwarts will be...a bit less bland?" Allen shrugged sheepishly.

'Bland?' Nea snorted.

'Shut it.'

"..." Mrs. Weasley stared disbelievingly at Allen.

"I think Molly needs to sit down…" Allen said.

"On it." Sirius guided the very still Mrs. Weasley out of their little group. The twins and Allen watched them leave their sight.

"I do believe our mother dearest took that rather well," Fred said lightly.

"Right. Anyways, to answer your question, they'll be coming here later. They have...stuff to do."

"Hm? What could possibly more interesting than us?" George questioned.

"Not going to lie, for they are reading through books that I have reluctantly bought for them that involves using spells to cast on unwilling victims."

The twins looked at each other and grinned deviously. Allen did not like that look, since he saw those expressions on not only the Noah twins but also a certain rabbit.

"Well, well, well," Fred said, still grinning. "Looks like we have an accomplice working behind-the-scenes."

"In your dreams," Allen snorted back.

The twins knew Allen was very well lying because they noticed the close interaction of the Noahs and Allen.

"Come on, it'll be you having our backs…"

"...pranking those who deserve it…"

"...and we'll also stop pranking you…"

"...a very tempting offer and a good bargain, if I do say so myself."

Allen couldn't deny. It was.

"Fine. But if it's too extreme or you get caught, don't expect me to back you up on those parts."

The twins grinned. It was perfect. Now they have a teacher behind their backs.

"Now lead me to other places, so I can get familiar with it."

"It'll be our pleasure."

The twins led Allen through the giant maze of the house. Allen was certainly glad Timcanpy was with him. The twins showed him the kitchen where Mundungus, who is apparently a thief, is snuggling amongst his rags, the living room where the Aurors Tonks and Shacklebolt introduced themselves to Allen, Sirius's mother's bedroom where Buckbeak is tearing up the molting bedsheets, the dining room where Lupin is patting a slightly moaning Mrs. Weasley who was mumbling something about "Hogwarts going to be in trouble", the floor that the other students such as Hermione, Ginny, and Ron are living in, and finally, Allen's own room.

"There you have it, Professor Campbell. I hope you liked our grand tour."

Allen opened the door to his assigned room and entered it. "I actually did. And just call me Red whenever we are on our own. Harry and his little group does."

"Aw, getting used to each other, are we?" George cooed.

"Nah. Take it as an apology on what the real thing is going to happen in Hogwarts." Allen began closing the door.

"Huh? What do you mean, Red?" Fred called out.

Allen grinned, a competition to the twin's own. "That is for me to know, and you to find out."

Before the twins could get a say, Allen closed the door on them.

Allen looked up to the resting golem on his head.

"We are really going to have a wild year, huh, Tim?"

"Gyaaaa!"

"Hm, I should set up a gate here."

'Ahead of you, nephew.'

The white gate flashed up, revealing the shining diamonds in all its glory. The number 99 was shown on one of the white diamonds.

As soon as it was set up, Allen just as quickly made sure the gate closed. When the light disappeared, it was just in time when familiar crack was heard behind Allen.

'That was a really close call…'

Allen agreed before turning to face the twins.

"I'm pretty sure there's a reason why the door is invented."

"We know, but you should know by now that we twins have the desire to have our curiosity satisfied," Fred spoke.

"And that we always get what we wanted," George included.

"Which also comes to mind, what was the white light from before, Red?" Fred questioned.

"It is a simple Lumos spell. I thought I heard something underneath the bed," Allen lied smoothly.

"Is that so." The twins glanced at each other before looking at Allen.

"We will discuss that later. But first, what was it you were saying earlier?" George questioned.

"The real thing that's supposed to happen in Hogwarts? What is that supposed to mean?" Fred asked.

"You'll know. Now get out of my room."

"Come on, Red. Just a hint," George begged.

Allen paused for a moment. The twins rarely begged.

"...It'll be a new staff member. Not your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, though. That's all I'm going to say."

The twins brightened up at that.

"Oh, that member isn't one to take on pranks lightly. That person is known to have master plans to get back at people."

"We'll take your advice in consideration, sir," Fred said.

"I hope so," Allen huffed. "Now shoo."

Crack

The twins disappeared from Allen's room.

"Thank god that's over," Allen huffed.

'We should be more careful. Those twins are like Cross himself. They seem aloof, but have a sharp mind and eye.'

Allen hummed in agreement.


Allen was caught with all the Order's events and actions with the help of Sirius, who informed him as they chatted over in the living room over a cup of tea. The weapon, the globe, the prophecy.

Now Allen, having been the center of a prophecy, knew that once Harry heard of this, the true journey will start from then on.

'Hey! You both are at the same age when you received your prophecies, right, 'Destroyer of TIme'? Hm, the age 15 must mean something...'

'...right.'

"Allen?"

"Hm?" Allen blinked and glanced at Sirius.

"You seemed kinda spacey going on there."

Allen waved his hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it. You know who it is."

Sirius nodded in understanding. "Oh, right."

"But I was also thinking on why you haven't taken the portrait of your mother down?"

"She placed on a Permanent Sticking Charm on it. It won't go down even if I wanted to."

Allen titled his head. "Why not paint something over her mouth? Or even take down the whole wall and rebuild a new one."

Sirius paused and considered it for a moment.

"That...probably be a good idea. I'll put that into mind." He grinned. "The Weasley twins could always blow it up."

"Ah, I have a feeling it won't be the twins who are going to blow it up."

"What do you mean?"

Allen stared at him. "Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"Road, Wisely, Jasdevi, and Lulubell will be here in this very household soon."

"...I thought they'll only be coming to Hogwarts…"

"They are. If it assures you, I'll guarantee they won't destroy your home too much."

"I hope so."

"There's the chance your mother's portrait will never exist."

"But at what cost."

"Point taken."

And with that, they both drank their tea at the same time while foreseeing the consequences that's about to come in the Black mansion.


A/N: I managed to squeeze in some time. This is so un-beta-ed so please tell me if there's anything wrong here. I also know this is taking really slow. Sorry about that.

Although it's not a valid excuse, it's probably me being super hyped about D. Gray-Man. I'm so excited about the new chapter coming up on January 17 and the anime coming sometime this year. I'm like oggling over the trailer and I keep watching it like 10 times a day. It's so beautiful. TT^TT