A.N. I'd like to thank Tadariada, who gave me a GREAT idea for this chapter. Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!!!
Anywayz, I hope that you enjoy this chapter!!!! And I'm sure you will be pleasantly surprised at the end.
Malena
The screams of the six other students on the Gryffindor team could be heard from inside the Great Hall, where Angelina, Ivy, and Sphinx were located. Several of the teachers were in there too, and watched as the four Agents ran out to see what the problem was. The teachers followed.
"NO!" screamed one of the teammates.
"What happened?" Sphinx demanded when she got to the steps. She looked down and saw Ron lying face down on the ground.
"Oh crap," She muttered under her breath. She glanced around the grounds and saw a figure wearing a black cloak crouched behind the bushes.
"Avada Kedavra!" She yelled, pointing her wand at the person. Then she turned to Angelina and said, "Make sure he's dead." Angelina nodded and ran off to the bushes.
"Ivy, I want you to go see why the guard at the gates failed to notice the intruder."
"Yes Sphinx."
Ivy Molecularized to the gate and saw Alex lying on the ground, his eyes wide open and a surprised look on his face.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk…" Ivy said, shaking her head. "Somebody forgot to take his potion today." She rolled her eyes and Molecularized into the Mission room with Alex's limp body. She poured some potion down his throat and left.
Sphinx leaned over Ron and turned him over. He was dead. Several of the students turned away and started crying even more. Ron's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was open in surprise. He didn't have any markings on his body that indicated that he had been strangled. It was obvious that he had been killed by the Killing Curse.
"Professor Dumbledore, take the students inside, try and calm them down," Sphinx ordered."Oh, And call his parents."
The teachers started to drag the students back into the castle. Professor McGonnagal had tears rolling down her cheeks as she started to comfort 3 of the girl students.
"Well this is just peachy," Sphinx said to herself. Angelina returned a minute later and said, "It was a Death Eater. I sent his body to the Order of the Phoenix."
"Good, now help me put him on a stretcher." After the stretcher had been conjured the two of them lifted him onto it.
"What do we do now?" Angelina asked.
"We need to report to Sarge," Sphinx said. "She always says that if someone we are supposed to be protecting is killed, we have to report to her."
"I'll put him inside then," Angelina said, starting to push the stretcher.
"Put him in the Great Hall," Sphinx ordered. Angelina shrugged and then went inside.
"Sarge?"
"What?"
"We have a situation. A student-"
"Died. I know."
"How did you know that?"
"I'm back at the Order, and our Divination Master just Saw it."
"Oh. Well… what should we do now?"
"Well, an opportunity presents itself, now doesn't it?"
"Pardon?"
"This is our chance to tell the world about the Order of the Phoenix. Starting at Hogwarts."
"But Sarge-"
"A Scout should be there in about 10 minutes. Put an Anti-Decaying charm on him though. This boy, Mr. Weasley, will be allowed to spend the rest of his school year at Hogwarts since he doesn't have much left."
"But-"
"Shut up Sphinx. You are to have an Agent show him around the Order of the Phoenix today, and then return him to Hogwarts. Another Agent will explain to the teachers about what happens when someone is recruited into the Order."
"Er… Sarge?"
"Yes?"
"What about d-"
"The Agents have my permission to take of their disguises if the occasion calls for it." Sarge finished. "Oh, and tomorrow or the day after that I will be sending a replacement agent for Agent 97."
"Yes Sarge."
"Good luck," Sarge replied. Sphinx sighed, cracked her knuckles and then went inside.
The Quidditch team was all being talked to by Professor McGonnagal in one corner of the room. A few stragglers from breakfast were looking around the room in confusion as Sphinx entered the room.
"Jaleesa, call of the teachers and Agents into this room," Sphinx ordered as she passed. Angelina was sitting next to Ron's body. She got out of her chair and walked out of the room.
"Why did you ask her to put the body in here?" Professor Dumbledore asked grimly. "Why not put him in the Hospital wing?"
"That, Mr. Dumbledore, is for us to know and for you to find out," Sphinx replied, reaching into her pocket and pulling out her sunglasses. "Did you contact the parents?"
"Yes, but-"
Suddenly the doors to the Great Hall opened and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley walked in.
"Albus, why did you call us here?" Asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Molly, I have some news…" Professor Dumbledore said softly.
~*~
Hermione slammed her book shut and glanced at her watch.
"Oh damn, I'm going to be late!" she gasped. She jumped out of her chair, scooped her books into her arms and ran into her dorm room to drop them off. She grabbed her cloak and sprinted down the stairs.
She had never missed a Gryffindor Match, and she knew that this game meant a lot to Ron, for it decided whether Gryffindor would be playing in the Championship Game.
She sprinted down the halls, almost bumping into Professor Flitwick.
"Miss Granger-"
"Sorry Professor!" She yelled over her shoulder.. She was about halfway there, when she saw Jaleesa talking to Professor Snape. Snape got a mildly shocked look on his face and rushed off. Jaleesa disappeared after him.
Hermione kept running down the hall, and had just bounded into the Entrance Hall when she heard the sound of muffled crying coming from the Great Hall. She stopped abruptly and listened for a moment. The crying sounded mildly familiar, and Hermione timidly pushed the door open slightly. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were there for some reason. Mrs. Weasley was the one crying, and Mr. Weasley had a look on his face that practically broke her heart.
"Mr. Weasley?" Hermione said. "What's wrong?"
"Hermione?" Mr. Weasley gasped.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked, pushing open the door a little more. Suddenly, her eyes fell upon the body that was lying on a floating stretcher. Hermione froze and then said, "Ron."
"Hermione-" Professor Dumbledore started.
"No," Hermione gasped, tears springing to her eyes. She started to run toward him, but two pairs of arms grabbed her.
"Miss Granger, please-" said Alex's voice.
"He can't be!" Hermione cried.
"We have to do-" said Ivy on her other side.
"No!"
"Please sit down Herm," Ivy said. She steered Hermione into a seat where she sat sobbing for a moment. Ivy tried to say something, but she was interrupted by Hermione's cries.
"Where the hell is that Scout," Ivy moaned to herself. Suddenly the door of the Mission Room burst open and a haggard looking woman came in.
"Why on earth did you call me," She hissed at Sphinx angrily.
"We need you to do your job!" Sphinx said.
"At 1:30 in the morning!" She exclaimed.
"It's 10 in the morning…" Sphinx said slowly.
"Not where I live!" hissed the Scout. "Why in the world did I get this job…"
"Look, can you do whatever the Scouts do? We're kind of in a hurry here," Ivy interrupted, patting Hermione softly on the back.
"Yeah, yeah, when I'm good and ready," the Scout snapped, lighting up a cigarette. Ivy jumped out of her seat and pulled the cigarette out of her mouth. Then she pulled the potion bottle out of the Scout's pocket.
"Hey! What're you-"
"Right now, I just don't have the patience for you. You can leave now," Ivy replied, walking over to Ron and opening his mouth.
"What?"
"Leave! Now!" Ivy said sharply. The Scout looked a bit shocked, but she Molecularized out of there anyway.
"Bitch," Ivy muttered under her breath. Then she dumped the potion down Ron's throat and closed his mouth again.
"What was that all about?" Mrs. Weasley demanded. "And what did you pour down his throat."
"You're going to find out soon enough, Mrs. Weasley," Ivy replied hastily. She walked over to where a group of Agents were standing around.
"All right…" Sphinx said slowly. "We need to choose who is going to Greet Ron-"
"Greet? What are you talking about?" Professor McGonnagal asked.
"I'm not doing it," Cedric said.
"Neither am I," said all of the other Agents.
"Let's draw straws," Sphinx sighed. She waved her wand and said, "Whoever gets the straw with the red end has to Greet him." Everyone pulled a stick and Ivy got the one with the red end.
"Okay, I'll be greeting him," Ivy sighed. She glanced over at Ron. "When exactly is the potion supposed to work?"
"It depends on how long the person's been dead," Sphinx said. "We just have to wait."
"Wait for what?" Hermione asked, looking confused. Several students who were in the Great Hall when Angelina had brought in Ron's body were looking at the Agents in confusion.
"What on earth is going on here?" Professor Dumbledore said. "Now, I've pretty much let the Order of the Phoenix have free reign, but I'm drawing the line here. What is happening."
"Just wait, like, 5 minutes or so. You'll find out then," Ivy said. Several of the agents sat down, but Ivy started pacing.
"What is going on Albus?" Asked Mrs. Weasley in a confused voice.
"I don't know Molly," Professor Dumbledore said, looking down at Ron's pale face.
There was an awkward silence, until Ivy said, "So… Nice weather we've been having."
Angelina muffled a giggle, and Ivy said, "Okay… you don't want to talk about the weather… I heard that the Chudley Cannons are making a comeback!"
"They were Ron's favorite team," Hermione choked out.
"They still are," croaked another voice. Hermione gasped and looked around.
"Th-that sounded like,"
"Ron! How good to see you up and about," Ivy said in an overly perky voice. Ron groaned and sat up. Mr. Weasley gasped, Mrs. Weasley gave a squeal, and Hermione fainted.
"What the hell…" gasped Snape.
"Okay, the next thing we're going to do is just mandatory," Sphinx said. "Ivy…"
"Okay, how many fingers am I holding up?" Ivy said.
"Two," Ron said.
"What is your name?"
"Ronald Weasley."
"How old are you?"
"I'm 17."
"Would you rather die or become a member of the Order of the Phoenix?"
"I would… what?" Ron said, looking shocked.
"Would. You. Rather. Die. Or. Join. The. Order. Of. The. Phoenix?" Ivy said slowly.
"What does the Order have to do with this?" Ron said. "And what happened anyway?"
"First you have to choose, and then we'll tell you," Ivy said. Ron frowned.
"I guess I'd rather join the Order of the Phoenix than die," Ron said slowly. "But… why is this happening?"
"BecausetheOrderofthePhoenixsisabusinessthatiscompletelyrunbydeadpeopleandtheiroffspring," Iyv said very quickly and slurred together.
"Pardon?"
"Look, come with me, I'll explain it on the way," Ivy said, getting up.
"Ivy," said Angelina from behind her. "Why don't you let me handle this."
"Suit yourself," Ivy said, walking off. Angelina sighed and said, "Sphinx, am I allowed to take off the bracelet now?"
"Go ahead," Sphinx replied. Angelina reached down and pulled her bracelet off, feeling her features slowly change.
Angelina watched as people got even more confused. She reached up to her hair and found that it was no longer short and very curly, but long and braided with gold extensions. Ron looked (if possible) even more shocked then usual. She sat down in a chair across from him and was silent for a moment.
"How's Fred?" She finally asked.
"How do you know Fred?" Ron asked, his voice quivering slightly.
"Because we used to go to school together, and a little more…" Angelina replied.
"I don't remember you," Ron replied. Angelina looked shocked. They didn't recognize her?
"And what was with that disguise thing? Who are you?" Ron demanded.
"I think we'd all like to know that," Professor Dumbledore spoke up. "Jaleesa?"
"That's not my name," Angelina said. "First of all Ron, the disguise thing is mandatory for people who are recruited into the Order and-"
"Recruited?"
"Like what's happening to you right now," Angelina explained. "Except, when I was recruited I had to go straight into the Order of the Phoenix. You-"
"What if I don't want to go into the Order of the Phoenix," Ron said.
"Well… you don't really have much of a choice," Angelina replied.
"You still haven't answered my other question. Who are you? And how do you know my brother."
"Ron, you knew me when I looked like this…" Angelina waved her wand, and instantly felt herself transform into a younger version of herself. Ron's eyes got big and he choked out, "Angelina?"
"Bingo." Angelina changed herself back.
"But… you're dead. I saw you die two years ago," Ron said, looking at Angelina in horror.
"This is a sick joke that you're playing," Professor McGonnagal said. "Sick I tell you."
"First of all, it's not a joke," Angelina replied. "Professor, trust me, I know it all seems confusing right now, but-"
"But nothing," Professor McGonnagal said. "Angelina Johnson is dead. She died two years ago and I-" Angelina pulled out her ID card and handed it to Professor McGonnagal. She stopped in the middle of her sentence and stared at the card.
"This-this-"
"Please believe me," Angelina said. "Please!"
"Angelina?" Mrs. Weasley said softly. She looked Angelina up and down and said, "It is you isn't it?"
"Yep," Angelina said happily. Mrs. Weasley smiled warmly and hugged Angelina.
"Fred missed you," she said.
"I missed him too, but…"
"You've moved on," Mrs. Weasley finished. "We understand. But… I have one question."
"What?"
"Why didn't anyone from the Order of the Phoenix say anything about this… power they have before this?"
Angelina sucked in a breath and said, "Well… you see, I think there's a prophecy or something that says no one in the Order can tell the secret of the Potion until the Dark Lord has been defeated. And now that's he's dead, we can!"
Mr. Weasley then turned to his son and said, "We understand that you have to go to the Order of the Phoenix now Ron. Your mother and I are just happy that you're alive… no matter how bazaar or-"
"Ron doesn't have to go to the Order of the Phoenix now! We only have to show him around there a bit," Angelina said.
"But you said earlier that you had to go straight to the Order-"
"Since Ron only has a few months left at this school, Sarge is going to allow him to stay. And then he gets to work at the Order."
"So… you're giving him a job because he was hit with the Killing Curse?" Professor Snape said.
"Basically, yeah." Ron looked around for a moment, before he spotted Hermione sitting in the chair, hugging her legs to her chest, and tears still running down her face.
"Hermi," Ron said, walking over. "What's wrong?" She whispered something into his ear and he said, "I dunno… I'll ask a little later." Hermione nodded and kissed him on the lips.
"I thought I'd lost you," She whispered to him.
"Ron, are you ready to go see the Order of the Phoenix?" Angelina asked.
Ron gave Hermione a tight hug and then stood up.
"Don't look so grim," Angelina said. "You'll be back in about an hour."
Ron smiled and Angelina said, "Follow me." She started walking toward the Mission Room door.
"Hello Cedric," Angelina said as she passed him on her way out. Everyone turned to look at Cedric, who turned beet red and slipped off his bracelet.
"Hi," Cedric said sheepishly.
"This is insane," Professor McGonnagal said, sitting down in a chair and putting her head in her hands.
"It makes perfect sense to me," Professor Dumbledore said with a slight smile.
"Albus! Dead people are appearing in our Great Hall!" Professor McGonnagal exclaimed.
"I know Minerva… I know…"
~*~
"And this is the Voldemort Department, of course, I don't think it'll be called that for much longer since Voldemort is dead… but anyway-" Angelina said, pointing to rooms as they passed them. Ron had a million questions in his head, but instead he simply said, "Where will I be working?"
"After school is done we'll contact you, and then you'll find out," Angelina said. "I know it's all really confusing, but when you get more Knowledge injected into your brain-"
"What?!" Ron exclaimed, stopping dead in his tracks.
"It's just so you'll be extra smart Ron. You get to learn a lot of cool stuff, like 4 more languages and how to Tango. You also get to learn how to fight like Ivy and duel like-"
"What's that?" Ron asked.
"That is the Leisure Dome, I'll show you around that now…"
About 45 minutes later Angelina had shown Ron all around the Order of the Phoenix. She treated him to brunch at the food court, and as he sat there eating she said, "I bet you're wondering about your brother." Ron's ears turned red and he said, "Actually… Yes. Is he here too?"
Angelina nodded. "But, I'm sorry, you can't see him now. He had a bit of an incident and he's horribly sick. But he should be making a full recovery soon!"
Ron nodded, and took a drink of his orange juice.
"And… what about Harry? Where's he?" Angelina looked at Ron.
Oh no… he wants to see Harry. But Harry's injured and shouldn't be bothered… What should I say? Angelina thought.
"I'm sorry Ron… Harry's… Harry's with his parents," Angelina finished lamely.
"Oh. Okay," Ron said, feeling his heart sink.
Well… I suppose that they couldn't have recruited everyone, Ron thought bitterly.
(A.N. Notice that Ron took it a totally different way. The reason he did this is because he is too used to Harry's parents being dead that he doesn't put two and two together and realize that Harry and his parents are actually in the OoP)
"I'm sorry."
Ron shrugged and said, "So, are we going back to Hogwarts now?"
"Yep. Let's go."
They went over to a Transporter and walked through it, instantly appearing in the Mission Room.