Minerva walked in an unused classroom on Saturday evening confident and in control of her emotions. She had decided to bring the members of the Order of the Phoenix in for a meeting to see if anyone would support her leadership. Minerva noted Harry, Hermione, Fred and George were seated in the corner away from most of the group. "Evening," Minerva said friendly.

Gasps of suprise and murmurs filled the room. "What happened to you Minerva," Molly Weasley asked in a friendly yet her blunt way.

Minerva noted most of the Order seemed curious other than Alastor Moody. "Hogwarts bound some of my magic when I first entered the castle at eleven. My magic was returned to me once we retook Hogwarts," Minerva answered matter-of-factly. "Poppy believes my magic being forced into such a confined space prematurely aged me. The return of my magic reverted it or at least that is Poppy's theory. This is my true form and I shan't hide it!"

Minerva noted some disbelieving faces so she held her hand out and drew on her magic. A flame appeared in her hand and she manipulated it into a variety of shapes including the House mascots before vanishing the flames. "Amazing," Tonks said astonished.

"I called you all here for a reason," Minerva said. "I think the Order Headquarters should be moved to Hogwarts. The previous Headquarters can be spied on by Black family descendants if they have the knowledge to do so."

"It's fine," a man said near the back. "It was fine for Albus and that's all I need to know."

Minerva noted a few agreed with the man. "Do you all feel that way?" Minerva questioned. "You are unwilling to follow my leadership?"

"Mad-Eye is in charge," Bill Weasley bellowed arrogantly. "He has been in charge since Albus was murdered!"

Fred and George snorted before speaking their mind, "Look at your leader mate!"

All eyes turned to Alastor Moody and was suprised to see him grinning at the twins. "You two have potential," he growled appreciatively. "Minerva has always been in charge even when Dumbledore was alive. He just didn't realize it!"

"You jest," Hester Jones inquired, suprised by the revelation. Why would a professor be in charge of thr Order? she thought to herself.

Moody stood up and walked to Minerva. "This witch is the most powerful witch I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Dumbledore only wished to have the power and control she has. A lesser witch or wizard would have died after being struck in the chest by four stunners. Yet she survived and recovered fairly quickly. The only person to match her power level is Harry here but he lacks her control and level-headedness."

Remus Lupin looked surprised at that. "Harry has amazing raw power but he doesn't have more magical strength than Dumbledore had," Remus said doubtfully.

Minerva frowned at Remus. "And here I thought his surrogate uncle would have more faith in him and his ability." Minerva sighed in disappointment and looked at Harry. She noted he looked saddened and made a mental note to talk with him later regarding this. "A demonstration if you would," she said to Harry.

"Certainly," he replied and transformed into his Phoenix form. He ignored the gasps of suprise and flew to Moody. He hovered near Moody's hand for a moment before the old auror grumbled but grasped his tailfeathers. In a flash of flames, Harry and Moody disappeared only to reappear next to Minerva. Harry transformed back to his normal form and looked at his uncle in frustration. "That enough for you Moony?"

Harry stalked off to sit back beside of Hermione and brewed in silence. Remus opened his mouth to say something but immediately shut it when Tonks elbowed him in the side and mouthed, "Later."

"Now as I was saying," Minerva said only to be interrupted by Hermione's gasp. "What is it," she asked concerned.

Hermione met her gaze with terror showing, "He is trying to enter the Chamber of Secrets from outside the wards. Harry and I set notification wards when we first moved back to Hogwarts."

Minerva frowned. There was no doubt who He was nor why He was trying to gain entry into the castle. "Lady Hogwarts," Minerva cried out.

A boom of lightning brought Lady Hogwarts to the room. Suprise showed on the Order's face at her appearance. None knew she could take a corporeal form. "Yes Minerva," she replied.

"Is there any way to block Tom Riddle's entrance into Hogwarts," she asked quickly.

"The agreement of four Founders' heirs can bar anyone's entrance temporarily," Hogwarts answered genteelly.

Minerva opened her mouth to speak only to be silenced by the appearance of Amethyst with Susan Bones and Luna Lovegood in tow. "Thank you Amethyst," Minerva said gratefully. "Go ahead Harry!"

"I, heir of Gryffindor, ask for Tom Riddle's entrance to Hogwarts, surrounding lands and wards be barred," Harry Potter said confidently.

"I, heir of Ravenclaw, ask for the same," Luna spoke as she quickly caught on to why the Headmistress' familiar whisked her here.

"I, heir of Hufflepuff, ask for Harry's request to be granted," Susan spoke.

"I, heir of Slythrein, ask for Tom Riddle's entrance to be barred from Hogwarts," Hermione said shakily. She knew the looks she would receive at her statement.

"Granted," Hogwarts exclaimed and spoke in a forgotten language as she raised her hands high. A blinding swirl of magic erupted from her and shot upwards and then outwards. "It is done," she said as she faded from view.

"You're his spawn," Ron Weasley said in a disgusted tone. "I can't believe I was friends with Slythrein scum."

Tears welled in her eyes as she frowned at her former bestfriend. "Shut up Ron," Fred and George said in unison as they swept Hermione up in their embrace.

"That's the reason the Slythrein students are going dark in the first place. Stupid and ignorant assumptions like you just spewed. Grow up you bloody fool!" George said passionately as he glared at his youngest brother.

"You know nothing about it Ron so you should keep your mouth shut," Harry said dangerously. His magic attempting to flow out of his fingertips in his anger.

"Calm down Harry," Moody said. "Young Mister Weasley is ignorant of the situation and doesn't understand. Hermione will not come to harm."

Harry's magic errupted more in his hands. "He hurt her again," he said, unseeing reality and lost in a memory where Hermione was being assaulted.

Harold Robertson saw the look on Harry's face. "Get him out of here Minerva," he said urgently. "I have seen that look on his face before. He is going to lose control of his magic."

Minerva nodded and walked to Harry. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and flashed him out of the room in a cloud of flames. "Bloody hell," Moody exclaimed suprised by Minerva's new form of transport. "How did she do that?"

"I am still researching that," Harold said to his friend. "You okay love?"

Hermione nodded teary-eyed but rushed into his arms. "Helen is her mother," Moody said as the pieces clicked together. "She was captured last war."

"She was," Harold answered. "Riddle himself tried to break my Helen in hopes of breaking me. The bastard didn't realize he gave us our greatest joy," Harold said as he tenderly kissed Hermione's forehead. "Our little princess here has been the best gift I could of ever asked for."

"Thanks dad," Hermione whispered. "I love you."

Harold tightened his hold on Hermione and glared at Ronald Weasley. "You don't realize how close you came to death just now. Harry considers Hermione his sister and the last men that attempted to hurt her were nearly beat to death by only his bare fists. You would be foolish if you said something negative about Hermione in his presence again."

Ron shallowed hard and stared wide-eyed. He really needed to learn to keep his mouth shut!