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Weeks passed and yet, every single day, there seemed to be something new in the house that Ariella hadn't seen before. It had amazed her to see the pots on the stove cooking and stirring themselves and several times it had made her jump when a portrait had started talking to her. Then, Mrs Weasley had started them on cleaning the house. They found doxys and puffskeins and goodness knows what else in that house. Nothing that Ariella had heard of though. In fact, there was so many creatures that they were still cleaning when Mrs Weasley came to inform them that Harry was going to arrive that evening.

"Some members of the Order are going–" before Mrs Weasley could finish, Ron butted in.

"Which members?" Not being allowed in the meetings, everyone was always curious as to who was actually in the Order.

Mrs Weasley sighed and reeled the names off, counting on her fingers. "Alastor, Remus, Tonks, Kingsley, Elphias, Dedalus, Emmeline, Sturgis and Hestia are all going to fetch Harry tonight. You've all heard about his trial and I'm sure that you all want the opportunity to reply to his letters first hand, so yes, before you ask, you may all wait up for him. However, there will be a meeting going on, so you will have to wait for him in your rooms. Is that clear?"

There came a chorus of "Yes, Mrs Weasley" and "Thank you Mum" from the witches and wizards in the room, but it was Ariella and Ginny who were the most excited. Ariella had never met Harry before, although she had heard everything about him from Hermione when she was talking about Hogwarts.

"Good, well get on with clearing out the cupboard. Remember, don't touch anything without your gloves on. You don't know what those items are and they could be dangerous," Mrs Weasley warned them. "I'm going to go and make dinner; the others want it before they leave to go and collect Harry later."

With that, she bustled out again, leaving them to get on with the mysterious cabinet. It seemed to be never-ending, packed with trinkets and boxes galore. Once, Fred opened one of them, curious to see if there was anything that would do for his and George's Skiving Snack box, only for it to emit an ear-splitting screech that had everyone clapping their hands over their ears. He shut it rather quickly and didn't dare open anything else after that. They had enough supplies to be going on with, and they had Mundungus to supply them with anything else they needed. It wasn't as though they didn't have enough money after Harry's kindness with his Triwizard winnings.

As soon as they had finished clearing out the cabinet, they just had time to wash all the dirt and dust off before Mrs Weasley called them down for dinner.

The topic was all about Harry while they were eating. The Hogwarts' students were all curious to know how they were going to get Harry out of Privet Drive without the Dursleys finding out. It caused a few laughs when they were told that the Dursleys had been sent to an imaginary best kept lawn competition, courtesy of Tonks.

"That's brilliant!" laughed Ron, making Tonks hair turn a pinky red out of embarrassment from the praise.

"Come on, go upstairs and occupy yourselves, we need to get ready for the meeting down here," Mrs Weasley chivvied them up, shooing them out of the kitchen as soon as their plates were empty. "Remember to stay in your rooms, you're not allowed down here once the meeting starts."

"Yes, Mum," Ron replied rolling his eyes and getting up from the table.

"Good, now shoo." Mrs Weasley immediately turned away, waving her wand at all the empty plates which then moved themselves over to the sink to form a neat pile, ready to be washed.

Ron, Hermione and Ariella returned to Ron's room so they could greet Harry the minute he stepped through the door. There was no doubt that he wouldn't be angry. Dumbledore had forbidden them to say anything about the wizarding world in their replies. They would just have to explain. They had wanted to. They had wanted to warn him that the Daily Prophet was making out that Harry and Dumbledore were telling lies about You-Know-Who, they had wanted to assure him that He wasn't making any moves yet. Yet, all they could talk about was how their summer was going and what was happening in Little Whinging. If it was frustrating for them, they couldn't even begin to imagine how frustrating it was for Harry.

In one very shocking letter, Harry had told them he and Dudley had been attacked by Dementors and having to use the patronus charm to save them, only to find that he received a letter saying he had been expelled from Hogwarts. Ron, Hermione and Sirius had all received letters and it hadn't taken long for the rest of the house to find out.

12 Grimmauld Place had been disgusted at the Ministry, but there was nothing they could do but get Harry a trial to prove his innocence and then go fetch him. Of course, Hermione had spent every spare minute pouring over books, trying to find proof that there was no way he could be expelled. She had, obviously, found there was an exception when a wizard was in danger.

However, when Harry finally arrived, they were so engrossed in their conversation about when he would get there, that they never heard him until the door was opened. Hermione jumped off the bed and launched herself at him the moment his black hair was visible in the room, hugging him so tightly that he could barely breathe.

"HARRY! Ron, he's here, Harry's here! We didn't hear you arrive! Oh, how are you? Are you alright? Have you been furious with us? I bet you have, I know our letters were useless – but we couldn't tell you anything, Dumbledore made us swear we wouldn't, oh , we've got so much to tell you, and you've got things to tell us – the Dementors! When we heard – and that Ministry hearing – it's just outrageous, I've looked it all up, they can't expel you, they just can't, there's a provision in the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery for the use of magic in life-threatening situations–"

"Let him breathe, Hermione," said Ron, grinning as he closed the door behind Harry.

Still beaming, Hermione let go of him and stepped back.

"Who's this?" Harry asked, indicating to Ariella, who was standing awkwardly by Ron's bed, feeling as though she shouldn't be there as the three greeted each other.

"This is my sister, Ariella. Remember I told you about her?" Hermione introduced. "She's starting Hogwarts this year."

"Two witches in the family?" Harry asked. "Your parents must have been shocked!"

"I was shocked, I mean, two witches in a muggle family? I thought she must have mistaken it as a letter for me at first! But my parents, I don't know, I think they were shocked, but not as shocked as I thought they would be, maybe it was just they were so used to me being a witch?"

"I've heard so much about you," Ariella said quietly, stepping out of the shadows. "Mione never shuts up when she's at home." She smiled cheekily as her sister made a noise of protest.

"It's nice to know we're not the only ones who get it. It's nice to meet you, Ariella," Harry replied.

"Just call me Ella," she said, shaking Harry's hand when he offered it.