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To those who reviewed:
Lily Girl: Glad you like it, and if you really want to call me either, it's sir, but Mr., or Dude, or anything is fine
Jennifer Longbottom: Thank you for all those wonderful adjectives. Hope you didn't guess Ron for Robin; I hate telling you that you're wrong, but check the list of code names again.
It only takes ONE new review to get a new chapter, even if the same person gives the review. (Not that I will always put a new chapter in the second that I get that one review, but I won't put one up until I get it.) Feel free to read my other fics too. Thank You!
Morning After
Ginny and Ron were the last ones in the house to get to the kitchen, both having overslept after the night's escapades, then they both had a lot of room cleaning to do before Harry arrived. They met in the landing before the kitchen and listened to their father talking.
"Fifteen Death Eaters were found dead this morning at a facility in California. We believe that is where Dumbledore was being held, until he suddenly re-appeared last night. I love the money, but stuff like this makes being Minister of Magic hard. I'm going to have to put in a lot of hours on this one, even if it is outside my jurisdiction."
"How did he escape? He couldn't have taken out fifteen death eaters, could he?" their brother, Percy, asked.
"No, he said he was freed by 5 wizards"
"Who"
"All he said was Phoenix"
"Oh dear" their mother said. "Could he have been referring to The Order, then?"
"What?" All of the men asked, confused.
Ron and Ginny decided that it would be a good time to interrupt. "Good morning!" they said as they walked down the stars to the kitchen. "What's for breakfast?"
Crookshanks walked up Hermoine's side, lying down on her shoulder. (She was still asleep, lying on her side.) Suddenly she woke up, much to the displeasure of the cat. She walled groggily to the kitchen, and started to make toast. She didn't notice her mother.
"Where were you last night?" Her mother asked, angrily.
"Oh, good morning mom, would you like something while I am up?"
"Answer my question."
"Are we out of butter?"
"Hermoine Granger! Answer my question this instant!"
"What's all the fuss about, I was in my room sleeping!"
"No, you weren't. I looked into your room at 3 in the morning, and you weren't there. I heard you come in at 4. NOW TELL ME WHERE YOU WERE! NOW!"
"Paris" she answered then waked away.
"What was that about?" Hermoine's father asked, walking in the door.
"She was out last night until 4, then lied to me about it, several times."
"Reminds me of us at her age." He mused, then was hit with a rolled up newspaper.
"She doesn't need to know that"
Ron and Ginny were given bacon and eggs for breakfast. Then they were ignored as the male Weasly's tried to find out what "The Order" was. Mrs. Weasly just shrugged.
"It's something that I ran into in the restricted section my 7Th year, in a book about powerfull wizards. It just said that they were the world's most powerfull wizards, capable of many spells, including ones that are rumored to raise the dead, block the Avadra Kevadra, and even stop time. They fought dark wizards, but haven't been seen in a thousand years. For some reason that of all things that I read in that book has stuck with me."
There was a thud as Harry came falling out of their fireplace. He got up, dusted himself off, and looked up. "Hey Harry, what's up?" Ron said. He answered their questions, ranging from "What's up?" to "What are you going to do to those muggels after you graduate this year?" It was George or Fred who asked that. Harry still couldn't tell them apart when they didn't want him to.
Ginny pretended to blush and be shy, as a show for her parents and brothers (except Ron), but she and Harry had been going out for months. He had told her how he felt after she had almost died on a very hard mission. The Order, at least the current one, was not powerfull enough to raise the dead. They were going to tell them later that week, possibly at dinner. She hoped that all her brothers would take it was well as Ron had. She knew her mother would be really happy for them. He father, well, the might have to expect "The Talk" from him, the standard line that all fathers give tell their daughter's boyfriends. "I was your age once, therefore I know what you want to do with my daughter. If I get the slightest idea that you might have gotten it, you will regret it for the remainder of your short life." Maybe that is a little extreme, but if her father gave Harry that talk, it would have a very similar message. It was Fred and George that she worried about. They would either congratulate them, or beat Harry into a bloody pulp. No gray zone for them.
"Who's up for Quidditch?" Ron asked.
Hermoine had been locked in her room for hours when she heard the lock click. "Dumb safety locks, wish I could magic it," Hermoine thought as her father walked into the room. The Order could only use their metal wands on business.
"Hello pumpkin." (AN: why do parents insist on calling their children names like that?))
"Dad"
"Care to tell me what happened?"
"Mom thinks I snuck out last night."
"Look me in the eyes and tell me you didn't."
Hermoine didn't take her eyes off the book she was reading.
"That's what I thought, would you tell me where you were?"
"Paris, I went shopping, and to a party, both in Paris." She lied.
"Your mother would kill me if she heard me tell you this, but your mother and I used to do that same type of thing. Not as far from home as Paris, but far enough."
"Really?" Hermoine asked
"Yep"
Two days later her father finally convinced her mom to un-ground her. She packed up and, with her parent's permission this time, went to the Weasly's house. She was welcomed as always. She was happy to be with her best friends, and her boyfriend, Ron. They had openly been going out since 5th year, before they got involved with The Order. Harry and Ginny told her that they would tell the Weaslys about their seeing each other that evening at dinner.
AN: I don't have a HP book in front of me, so I was unable to find if Avadra Kevadra is correctly spelled. If you could tell me, it would be greatly appreciated. Who is the final un-revealed member of The Order? Find out next time. If you want to guess before, here's a clue: Eagle is not a Gryfindore.
To those who reviewed:
Lily Girl: Glad you like it, and if you really want to call me either, it's sir, but Mr., or Dude, or anything is fine
Jennifer Longbottom: Thank you for all those wonderful adjectives. Hope you didn't guess Ron for Robin; I hate telling you that you're wrong, but check the list of code names again.
It only takes ONE new review to get a new chapter, even if the same person gives the review. (Not that I will always put a new chapter in the second that I get that one review, but I won't put one up until I get it.) Feel free to read my other fics too. Thank You!
Morning After
Ginny and Ron were the last ones in the house to get to the kitchen, both having overslept after the night's escapades, then they both had a lot of room cleaning to do before Harry arrived. They met in the landing before the kitchen and listened to their father talking.
"Fifteen Death Eaters were found dead this morning at a facility in California. We believe that is where Dumbledore was being held, until he suddenly re-appeared last night. I love the money, but stuff like this makes being Minister of Magic hard. I'm going to have to put in a lot of hours on this one, even if it is outside my jurisdiction."
"How did he escape? He couldn't have taken out fifteen death eaters, could he?" their brother, Percy, asked.
"No, he said he was freed by 5 wizards"
"Who"
"All he said was Phoenix"
"Oh dear" their mother said. "Could he have been referring to The Order, then?"
"What?" All of the men asked, confused.
Ron and Ginny decided that it would be a good time to interrupt. "Good morning!" they said as they walked down the stars to the kitchen. "What's for breakfast?"
Crookshanks walked up Hermoine's side, lying down on her shoulder. (She was still asleep, lying on her side.) Suddenly she woke up, much to the displeasure of the cat. She walled groggily to the kitchen, and started to make toast. She didn't notice her mother.
"Where were you last night?" Her mother asked, angrily.
"Oh, good morning mom, would you like something while I am up?"
"Answer my question."
"Are we out of butter?"
"Hermoine Granger! Answer my question this instant!"
"What's all the fuss about, I was in my room sleeping!"
"No, you weren't. I looked into your room at 3 in the morning, and you weren't there. I heard you come in at 4. NOW TELL ME WHERE YOU WERE! NOW!"
"Paris" she answered then waked away.
"What was that about?" Hermoine's father asked, walking in the door.
"She was out last night until 4, then lied to me about it, several times."
"Reminds me of us at her age." He mused, then was hit with a rolled up newspaper.
"She doesn't need to know that"
Ron and Ginny were given bacon and eggs for breakfast. Then they were ignored as the male Weasly's tried to find out what "The Order" was. Mrs. Weasly just shrugged.
"It's something that I ran into in the restricted section my 7Th year, in a book about powerfull wizards. It just said that they were the world's most powerfull wizards, capable of many spells, including ones that are rumored to raise the dead, block the Avadra Kevadra, and even stop time. They fought dark wizards, but haven't been seen in a thousand years. For some reason that of all things that I read in that book has stuck with me."
There was a thud as Harry came falling out of their fireplace. He got up, dusted himself off, and looked up. "Hey Harry, what's up?" Ron said. He answered their questions, ranging from "What's up?" to "What are you going to do to those muggels after you graduate this year?" It was George or Fred who asked that. Harry still couldn't tell them apart when they didn't want him to.
Ginny pretended to blush and be shy, as a show for her parents and brothers (except Ron), but she and Harry had been going out for months. He had told her how he felt after she had almost died on a very hard mission. The Order, at least the current one, was not powerfull enough to raise the dead. They were going to tell them later that week, possibly at dinner. She hoped that all her brothers would take it was well as Ron had. She knew her mother would be really happy for them. He father, well, the might have to expect "The Talk" from him, the standard line that all fathers give tell their daughter's boyfriends. "I was your age once, therefore I know what you want to do with my daughter. If I get the slightest idea that you might have gotten it, you will regret it for the remainder of your short life." Maybe that is a little extreme, but if her father gave Harry that talk, it would have a very similar message. It was Fred and George that she worried about. They would either congratulate them, or beat Harry into a bloody pulp. No gray zone for them.
"Who's up for Quidditch?" Ron asked.
Hermoine had been locked in her room for hours when she heard the lock click. "Dumb safety locks, wish I could magic it," Hermoine thought as her father walked into the room. The Order could only use their metal wands on business.
"Hello pumpkin." (AN: why do parents insist on calling their children names like that?))
"Dad"
"Care to tell me what happened?"
"Mom thinks I snuck out last night."
"Look me in the eyes and tell me you didn't."
Hermoine didn't take her eyes off the book she was reading.
"That's what I thought, would you tell me where you were?"
"Paris, I went shopping, and to a party, both in Paris." She lied.
"Your mother would kill me if she heard me tell you this, but your mother and I used to do that same type of thing. Not as far from home as Paris, but far enough."
"Really?" Hermoine asked
"Yep"
Two days later her father finally convinced her mom to un-ground her. She packed up and, with her parent's permission this time, went to the Weasly's house. She was welcomed as always. She was happy to be with her best friends, and her boyfriend, Ron. They had openly been going out since 5th year, before they got involved with The Order. Harry and Ginny told her that they would tell the Weaslys about their seeing each other that evening at dinner.
AN: I don't have a HP book in front of me, so I was unable to find if Avadra Kevadra is correctly spelled. If you could tell me, it would be greatly appreciated. Who is the final un-revealed member of The Order? Find out next time. If you want to guess before, here's a clue: Eagle is not a Gryfindore.
