Disclaimer: I don't own a thing, J. K. Rowling does.
Authors note: This is begins in the summer before Harry's 7th year. THIS IS NOT SLASH.
-Chapter Two-
"First of all, I've got to get a job." Draco said.
The two of them were sitting in the living room, planning what to do next.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Well, since you own the house now and I'm your flatmate, I've got to pay my share of the bills."
"You're one Hell of a sly Slytherin." Harry said grinning.
"And proud of it, thank you very much." Draco replied. "The next thing we have to do is give ourselves a name."
"A name? What good will that be?" Harry asked, he had been thinking about Hogwarts.
"You seriously didn't think that we could just attack right away, did you? These things take time, I should know. And besides, have you ever heard about hero's that called themselves by their original names?"
"Yeah, Hercules."
"You're not helping in the situation, you know. How about: Malfoy and Potter?"
"Nah, it doesn't sound good." Harry replied.
"What, you want 'Potter and Malfoy'?"
"I didn't mean that, thought it was a good idea. I was thinking something like Dumbledore's group: The Resistance Against Voldemort."
"Then how about 'The Order of the Phoenix'?" Draco asked.
"No, it already exists, and besides the real Order of the Phoenix would have killed us before we could do a thing if we did take it. How does 'The Gryffindor Underground' sound?"
"Never. It disrespects the few good and trustworthy Slytherin's."
"Sorry," Harry said. "I've one last suggestion, but it does sound a bit stupid."
"Let me guess. Is it 'Charlie's Angles' like the movie?"
"Not exactly. It's The Red Dragons Order."
"Potter, I think you've got it, but why a dragon?" Draco asked.
"Well, dragons usually are seen as powerful, unafraid, strong, wild and beautiful creatures. Someone who doesn't get caught, and someone immortal. Besides, dragons are sacred in China, and after a while Voldemort will search there instead of here."
"Where did you get that from?"
"I don't know. It just popped into my head."
The rest of the night they discussed theory, other things and where Voldemort would probably attack next. They also talked about members and what kind of crest they would have.
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The next day Harry wrote a letter to Dumbledore while Draco was off on job interviews.
'Professor Dumbledore,
Last year you told me that Number 4, Privet Drive was protected by magic wards. If you want to you can send the Weasley's, Granger's and some Professors over here. The Dursley's where killed in Majorca, so they won't mind.
Draco is out looking for a job right now. He plans on staying here for a very long time.
Hope to hear from you soon,
Harry Potter.'
"Hedwig, could you take this to Dumbledore?" The owl flew over to him, let him tie the letter to her leg, gave an encouraging hoot and was off out the door as Draco entered. "Any luck?" Harry asked.
"So far I've been offered a job at the Kitty Cat Club as a waiter, in the CD-shop, the video store, a grocery store and as a helper at the newspaper."
"So, which one are you going to take?"
"Probably the news-job. Get to hear the news before they get printed, you know. You sent the letter to Dumbledore yet?"
"Hedwig flew past you when you came in. We've got to make room for everyone."
"How? We would need magic to do that." Draco said and Harry raised an eyebrow. "Oh. Hey don't look at me like that. I forgot okay? You see what living like a Muggle does to me?"
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Draco made bunk-beds out of all the beds upstairs and then added a few more where there was room, he did the same in the living room. He and Harry met again in the kitchen after an hour or so. Draco had no idea where Harry had been in that time.
"Where have you been?" he asked. "I worked my ass off conjuring bunk-beds while you seem to have been taking a walk in the park!"
"I just prepared out Headquarters." Harry answered simply.
"And where is that, if I may ask?"
"Right under us."
"...Okay, you're kiddin' me, right?"
"Not at all." Harry replied. "Last year I overheard Dumbledore telling McGonagall that there was a secret network of tunnels under Privet Drive, the only problem was that they didn't know in which house the entrance to the tunnels was."
"Get to the point, Potter."
"When I was ten I found a trapdoor in the cupboard under the stairs. I checked it out now and began to work on it. I could use some help down there you know."
"Potter, does your luck ever run out?"
"Lets hope not."
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The reply from Dumbledore came a few days later.
'Harry,
You really are a saint! Your offer came in the last minute. I am sorry to hear about your relatives, really I am. Could you un-block the fireplace so that they can arrive? They will be arriving in this order:
Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, Virginia Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Percy Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Sirius Black, Neville Longbottom, Clara Longbottom
Mr. and Mrs. Granger are staying with some friends, and Charlie and Bill Weasley are safe. I am sending 15 Invisibility cloaks, just in case.
Take care of them Harry, and yourself.
Albus Dumbledore.'
"Sirius Black?!" Draco yelled. "He's going to kill us all!"
Harry sent him a glare that made him shut up.
"Sirius Black is not a killer Draco," he said calmly. "He's my godfather, a friend of my father and Lupin, and he works for our side."
"Let me get this straight. He knows you, you know him, but he has killed 12 Muggle's, and everyone's okay with that?" Harry nodded. "Did I miss something?!"
"Calm down. I'll tell the whole story while we fix the fireplace."
Harry told Draco about his 3rd year. About Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs, how Peter Pettigrew had betrayed his parents and turned out to be Ron's old rat, Scabbers. When he was done Draco was gaping like a fish for a few minutes.
"Ok, I don't even know what to say to that!"
"So don't say a thing."
"Wonder boy," Draco muttered darkly as Harry was leaving the room.
"I heard that!"
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The next few days Harry and Draco used to explore and chart the tunnels and rooms under Privet Drive. They put the Invisibility cloaks down there in case the group that was coming didn't want to help them out with the Red Dragons Order.
One late night the two of them were playing Exploding Snap when the fire turned green and rose high into the air. A second later Ron came out, harking and dusting his clothes off.
"Ron!"
"Harry! It's so good to see you!" Ron said, hugging Harry. "What's he doing here?" he asked turning to Draco.
"I'll explain when everyone have arrived."
The whole greeting went like that, except when Snape arrived. He just looked around with the usual smirk on his face.
"Finally doing your share in the war Potter?" he said, but Harry ignored him.
Next came McGonagall. When she saw Harry and Draco, she got tears in her eyes.
"You two are saints." She cried. "After all you have gone through, you still help others." She broke down after that and had to be comforted by Mrs. Weasley.
Sirius appeared next in the fireplace, as he got out he knocked his head in the process.
"Ouch! Who the Hell builds that low fireplaces?"
"Muggles Padfoot," Remus said. "Muggles."
They where all in a happy conversation, even Snape had joined, when a new 'ouch' came from the fireplace. As Harry turned he saw Neville coming out then he helped his grandmother.
"None told us that Neville would join us." Remus said.
"Dumbledore told us." Harry said mentioning to Draco.
"Hi Harry! Sorry we came a bit late. I ended up at the Leaky Cauldron on my first try." Neville said after he had helped his grandmother into a chair. "Thanks for letting us stay here by the way. I heard about the Dursley's and your parents Malfoy. I'm sorry."
"No need." Harry and Draco said at the same time.
"But Harry, what is Malfoy doing here?" Sirius asked. "I remember you once wrote to me that you were about to do an important, crazy, life-changing decision if you where friendly to him."
"Nice to know that you trust me like that Harry." Draco said.
Harry laughed and told them how he had found Draco injured and the days after, but he left out the part about the Red Dragons Order. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Everyone went quiet and stiff, like reindeers in car-light.
"I'll get it," Harry said after a minute and made his way to the door. When he opened he found two police officers there.
"Are you Harry Potter? Nephew of Vernon and Petunia Dursley, cousin of Dudley Dursley?" one asked and Harry nodded.
"Can I help you?" he asked. This was weird. The police had already been there a week ago, but had left him alone when he said that he was 17 years old. There was no need to move him to an Orphanage as he would be filling 18 next year.
"Can we come in sonny?" the other police officer asked.
"What's the matter? Is it about the Dursley's deaths?"
"Yes it is. Well, young Mr. Potter, we have to move you to an Orphanage until we can find someone to take care of you until you're 18, then you can move back here. The Dursley's gave the house to you." The first officer explained.
"But..."
"No 'buts' sonny. You're coming with us now."
"Forget it. I'm not going anywhere."
"Yes you are. Stop squirming. Teenagers! Listen, we know you miss your relatives, but we can't let you stay here alone. We have to find someone to take care of you."
'That someone wouldn't happen to be named Voldemort?' Harry thought but he turned to the officers and said: "Can't I even pack?"
"We'll send someone here tomorrow. Let got of that streetlamp. Oh no, it's beginning to rain!" they were almost by the car. Harry was still fighting hard and the two officers didn't get him inside.
In the meantime Draco, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, Fred and George had been watching through the kitchen window. Now they ran back into the living room.
"Mum! Harry's been taken away by the police!" Ginny yelled. Once again the room went deadly quiet.
"What?" Sirius asked.
"It's true but he's giving them one Hell of a hard time getting him to the car." Fred said.
"That boy has done so much for us...Quickly, someone tell me the name of one of Harry's relatives on Dursley's side." McGonagall said.
"He mentioned an Aunt Marge." Draco said.
"Yeah, he blew her up like a balloon once." George added. "What kind of name is 'Marge' anyway?"
"I think it's short for 'Marjorie' or 'Margaret' or something like that." Draco said.
McGonagall transfigured her robes into Muggle clothes and ran out the door. The rest of the people in the room ran into the kitchen to see what was going to happen.
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Harry had almost given up when he heard McGongall's voice.
"Harry dear, what is taking so long?"
"They want to take me away Aunt Marge!" Harry yelled using the first name that popped into his head.
"What are you doing?!" McGonagall shrieked as she came over to the car.
The two police officers looked at each other and stopped dragging Harry.
"Mrs, we're taking this bay to and Orphanage until someone can take care of him." The first officer said.
"Not with my nephew!"
"And who are you?"
"Margaret Dursley, Vernon Dursley's sister. I'm taking care of him." McGonagall pushed Harry towards the front door. "I was about to go to the police tomorrow. But now that you're here I don't need to. Go inside darling." With that she turned and walked inside after Harry, leaving two very confused men outside.
"Good acting Professor. Thanks." Harry said once the door was closed.
"My pleasure, Harry. All I hope is that it was enough."
"With your talent? I doubt that they will dare to come back." Harry said, and was surprised when McGonagall blushed.
"When I was little I loved to act." She said a bit shyly.
"I was sure that you were gone there, Harry." Fred said.
"Yeah, what were you trying to do? Give us a heart attack?" George added as everyone walked back into the living room.
"Your luck never runs out, does it?" Draco asked. He and Harry were bringing up the rear.
"I've got a few ideas for the Order. Hermione and McGonagall as researchers, and McGonagall also as the Transfiguration teacher."
"Good ideas. I would but Lupin in the research department too, Snape will continue being the Potion Master as usual." Draco said. "What did the officers want anyway?"
"Those weren't real police officers. Probably low-ranked Death Eaters in disguise. Don't tell it to the others thought, or George will get a heart attack."
"That was bad. Now they know that we're here."
Suddenly the two of them noticed that the whole room was looking at them.
"You two are hiding something, aren't you?" Sirius asked.
Harry and Draco looked at each other.
"Us?" they asked at the same time, innocence written all over their faces.
"Potter, Malfoy, spit it out." Snape growled.
The two of them looked at each other again then told the rest about the new Order they had started.
"And there's no way you can stop us, so don't even try Sirius." Harry said as Sirius opened his mouth to argue. The Animagus closed it again.
"This time I'm with Wonder Boy here," Draco said to point out that there was no use arguing with him either. "Now that the Resistance Against Voldemort is gone, the magical population needs something to believe in." There was a long silence in the room.
"Hope." Everyone looked at the speaker. It was Neville. "The Red Dragons Order is a new hope for the magical population, and I would be honoured to belong in it." He walked over to Harry and Draco, shook their hands, then stood beside them, looking at the others.
"What can we do?" Ginny asked. "We're only a group of 16 people, while the Dark Lord has hundreds of Death Eaters. How can we attack them and win?"
"As Draco told me the other day, these things take time. And the Red Dragons Order has something that Voldemort doesn't." Harry said.
"And that is?" Remus asked.
"You." Draco said mentioning to everyone in the room. "The best in several subjects. For example: Fred and George."
"Us? What can we do?"
"Superb ideas in mischief making. If you two turned to planning attack- plans, you could make a living out of it." Harry said. "And then we have Ron. The best chess player in school, in other words our own Tactic Master." Everyone in the room were now looking thoughtful, thinking over this.
"And Hermione." Neville said. "The previous Know-It-All, our own Research Master. Professors McGonagall, Snape and Lupin and Mr. Black are experts in several fields alone."
"How about a healer?" Neville's grandmother asked.
"We have wonderful Mrs. Weasley," Draco said. "I bet that she's a superb healer and even a better cook." Mrs. Weasley blushed furiously at that comment. "And we have Harry." Draco added as an after thought, pointing at the green-eyed teen.
Everyone looked at him except Snape and McGonagall.
"Dumbledore insisted that I should take a few extra classes in my 5th and 6th year."
"They have gotten me on their side." McGonagall said.
"What about Headquarters?" Snape asked, his expression thoughtful.
"We've already fixed that." Harry replied. "If you still are in doubt, think over this: Voldemort has dealt with the Order of the Phoenix many times before, so he knows how they operate. The Ministry of Magic are doing all that they can, but again, Voldemort knows their ways. We're a bunch of people that, by working together, can outsmart him. We even have two ex- Death Eaters that knows his methods-" Harry was cut off by Draco.
"And Lucky Luke here has duelled with ol' Snakeface before, so he knows how that goes."
"Damn it! Two teenagers have outsmarted two Marauders, a Professor and a slimeball!" Sirius said making Snape glare at him. "If that can happen, everything can! Harry, I know I'm gonna kill myself for doing this, but count me in."
"I know I'm gonna kill myself if a I miss this chance." Remus said. "I'm in too."
"What about the rest of you?" Neville asked.
"Do you think you could have kept us away Harry?" Hermione asked. "Show us the way to the Headquarters."
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That's it. I hope you review and flames are welcome. The Kitty Cat Club is completely invented.
Authors note: This is begins in the summer before Harry's 7th year. THIS IS NOT SLASH.
-Chapter Two-
"First of all, I've got to get a job." Draco said.
The two of them were sitting in the living room, planning what to do next.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Well, since you own the house now and I'm your flatmate, I've got to pay my share of the bills."
"You're one Hell of a sly Slytherin." Harry said grinning.
"And proud of it, thank you very much." Draco replied. "The next thing we have to do is give ourselves a name."
"A name? What good will that be?" Harry asked, he had been thinking about Hogwarts.
"You seriously didn't think that we could just attack right away, did you? These things take time, I should know. And besides, have you ever heard about hero's that called themselves by their original names?"
"Yeah, Hercules."
"You're not helping in the situation, you know. How about: Malfoy and Potter?"
"Nah, it doesn't sound good." Harry replied.
"What, you want 'Potter and Malfoy'?"
"I didn't mean that, thought it was a good idea. I was thinking something like Dumbledore's group: The Resistance Against Voldemort."
"Then how about 'The Order of the Phoenix'?" Draco asked.
"No, it already exists, and besides the real Order of the Phoenix would have killed us before we could do a thing if we did take it. How does 'The Gryffindor Underground' sound?"
"Never. It disrespects the few good and trustworthy Slytherin's."
"Sorry," Harry said. "I've one last suggestion, but it does sound a bit stupid."
"Let me guess. Is it 'Charlie's Angles' like the movie?"
"Not exactly. It's The Red Dragons Order."
"Potter, I think you've got it, but why a dragon?" Draco asked.
"Well, dragons usually are seen as powerful, unafraid, strong, wild and beautiful creatures. Someone who doesn't get caught, and someone immortal. Besides, dragons are sacred in China, and after a while Voldemort will search there instead of here."
"Where did you get that from?"
"I don't know. It just popped into my head."
The rest of the night they discussed theory, other things and where Voldemort would probably attack next. They also talked about members and what kind of crest they would have.
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The next day Harry wrote a letter to Dumbledore while Draco was off on job interviews.
'Professor Dumbledore,
Last year you told me that Number 4, Privet Drive was protected by magic wards. If you want to you can send the Weasley's, Granger's and some Professors over here. The Dursley's where killed in Majorca, so they won't mind.
Draco is out looking for a job right now. He plans on staying here for a very long time.
Hope to hear from you soon,
Harry Potter.'
"Hedwig, could you take this to Dumbledore?" The owl flew over to him, let him tie the letter to her leg, gave an encouraging hoot and was off out the door as Draco entered. "Any luck?" Harry asked.
"So far I've been offered a job at the Kitty Cat Club as a waiter, in the CD-shop, the video store, a grocery store and as a helper at the newspaper."
"So, which one are you going to take?"
"Probably the news-job. Get to hear the news before they get printed, you know. You sent the letter to Dumbledore yet?"
"Hedwig flew past you when you came in. We've got to make room for everyone."
"How? We would need magic to do that." Draco said and Harry raised an eyebrow. "Oh. Hey don't look at me like that. I forgot okay? You see what living like a Muggle does to me?"
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Draco made bunk-beds out of all the beds upstairs and then added a few more where there was room, he did the same in the living room. He and Harry met again in the kitchen after an hour or so. Draco had no idea where Harry had been in that time.
"Where have you been?" he asked. "I worked my ass off conjuring bunk-beds while you seem to have been taking a walk in the park!"
"I just prepared out Headquarters." Harry answered simply.
"And where is that, if I may ask?"
"Right under us."
"...Okay, you're kiddin' me, right?"
"Not at all." Harry replied. "Last year I overheard Dumbledore telling McGonagall that there was a secret network of tunnels under Privet Drive, the only problem was that they didn't know in which house the entrance to the tunnels was."
"Get to the point, Potter."
"When I was ten I found a trapdoor in the cupboard under the stairs. I checked it out now and began to work on it. I could use some help down there you know."
"Potter, does your luck ever run out?"
"Lets hope not."
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The reply from Dumbledore came a few days later.
'Harry,
You really are a saint! Your offer came in the last minute. I am sorry to hear about your relatives, really I am. Could you un-block the fireplace so that they can arrive? They will be arriving in this order:
Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, Virginia Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Percy Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Sirius Black, Neville Longbottom, Clara Longbottom
Mr. and Mrs. Granger are staying with some friends, and Charlie and Bill Weasley are safe. I am sending 15 Invisibility cloaks, just in case.
Take care of them Harry, and yourself.
Albus Dumbledore.'
"Sirius Black?!" Draco yelled. "He's going to kill us all!"
Harry sent him a glare that made him shut up.
"Sirius Black is not a killer Draco," he said calmly. "He's my godfather, a friend of my father and Lupin, and he works for our side."
"Let me get this straight. He knows you, you know him, but he has killed 12 Muggle's, and everyone's okay with that?" Harry nodded. "Did I miss something?!"
"Calm down. I'll tell the whole story while we fix the fireplace."
Harry told Draco about his 3rd year. About Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs, how Peter Pettigrew had betrayed his parents and turned out to be Ron's old rat, Scabbers. When he was done Draco was gaping like a fish for a few minutes.
"Ok, I don't even know what to say to that!"
"So don't say a thing."
"Wonder boy," Draco muttered darkly as Harry was leaving the room.
"I heard that!"
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The next few days Harry and Draco used to explore and chart the tunnels and rooms under Privet Drive. They put the Invisibility cloaks down there in case the group that was coming didn't want to help them out with the Red Dragons Order.
One late night the two of them were playing Exploding Snap when the fire turned green and rose high into the air. A second later Ron came out, harking and dusting his clothes off.
"Ron!"
"Harry! It's so good to see you!" Ron said, hugging Harry. "What's he doing here?" he asked turning to Draco.
"I'll explain when everyone have arrived."
The whole greeting went like that, except when Snape arrived. He just looked around with the usual smirk on his face.
"Finally doing your share in the war Potter?" he said, but Harry ignored him.
Next came McGonagall. When she saw Harry and Draco, she got tears in her eyes.
"You two are saints." She cried. "After all you have gone through, you still help others." She broke down after that and had to be comforted by Mrs. Weasley.
Sirius appeared next in the fireplace, as he got out he knocked his head in the process.
"Ouch! Who the Hell builds that low fireplaces?"
"Muggles Padfoot," Remus said. "Muggles."
They where all in a happy conversation, even Snape had joined, when a new 'ouch' came from the fireplace. As Harry turned he saw Neville coming out then he helped his grandmother.
"None told us that Neville would join us." Remus said.
"Dumbledore told us." Harry said mentioning to Draco.
"Hi Harry! Sorry we came a bit late. I ended up at the Leaky Cauldron on my first try." Neville said after he had helped his grandmother into a chair. "Thanks for letting us stay here by the way. I heard about the Dursley's and your parents Malfoy. I'm sorry."
"No need." Harry and Draco said at the same time.
"But Harry, what is Malfoy doing here?" Sirius asked. "I remember you once wrote to me that you were about to do an important, crazy, life-changing decision if you where friendly to him."
"Nice to know that you trust me like that Harry." Draco said.
Harry laughed and told them how he had found Draco injured and the days after, but he left out the part about the Red Dragons Order. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Everyone went quiet and stiff, like reindeers in car-light.
"I'll get it," Harry said after a minute and made his way to the door. When he opened he found two police officers there.
"Are you Harry Potter? Nephew of Vernon and Petunia Dursley, cousin of Dudley Dursley?" one asked and Harry nodded.
"Can I help you?" he asked. This was weird. The police had already been there a week ago, but had left him alone when he said that he was 17 years old. There was no need to move him to an Orphanage as he would be filling 18 next year.
"Can we come in sonny?" the other police officer asked.
"What's the matter? Is it about the Dursley's deaths?"
"Yes it is. Well, young Mr. Potter, we have to move you to an Orphanage until we can find someone to take care of you until you're 18, then you can move back here. The Dursley's gave the house to you." The first officer explained.
"But..."
"No 'buts' sonny. You're coming with us now."
"Forget it. I'm not going anywhere."
"Yes you are. Stop squirming. Teenagers! Listen, we know you miss your relatives, but we can't let you stay here alone. We have to find someone to take care of you."
'That someone wouldn't happen to be named Voldemort?' Harry thought but he turned to the officers and said: "Can't I even pack?"
"We'll send someone here tomorrow. Let got of that streetlamp. Oh no, it's beginning to rain!" they were almost by the car. Harry was still fighting hard and the two officers didn't get him inside.
In the meantime Draco, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, Fred and George had been watching through the kitchen window. Now they ran back into the living room.
"Mum! Harry's been taken away by the police!" Ginny yelled. Once again the room went deadly quiet.
"What?" Sirius asked.
"It's true but he's giving them one Hell of a hard time getting him to the car." Fred said.
"That boy has done so much for us...Quickly, someone tell me the name of one of Harry's relatives on Dursley's side." McGonagall said.
"He mentioned an Aunt Marge." Draco said.
"Yeah, he blew her up like a balloon once." George added. "What kind of name is 'Marge' anyway?"
"I think it's short for 'Marjorie' or 'Margaret' or something like that." Draco said.
McGonagall transfigured her robes into Muggle clothes and ran out the door. The rest of the people in the room ran into the kitchen to see what was going to happen.
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Harry had almost given up when he heard McGongall's voice.
"Harry dear, what is taking so long?"
"They want to take me away Aunt Marge!" Harry yelled using the first name that popped into his head.
"What are you doing?!" McGonagall shrieked as she came over to the car.
The two police officers looked at each other and stopped dragging Harry.
"Mrs, we're taking this bay to and Orphanage until someone can take care of him." The first officer said.
"Not with my nephew!"
"And who are you?"
"Margaret Dursley, Vernon Dursley's sister. I'm taking care of him." McGonagall pushed Harry towards the front door. "I was about to go to the police tomorrow. But now that you're here I don't need to. Go inside darling." With that she turned and walked inside after Harry, leaving two very confused men outside.
"Good acting Professor. Thanks." Harry said once the door was closed.
"My pleasure, Harry. All I hope is that it was enough."
"With your talent? I doubt that they will dare to come back." Harry said, and was surprised when McGonagall blushed.
"When I was little I loved to act." She said a bit shyly.
"I was sure that you were gone there, Harry." Fred said.
"Yeah, what were you trying to do? Give us a heart attack?" George added as everyone walked back into the living room.
"Your luck never runs out, does it?" Draco asked. He and Harry were bringing up the rear.
"I've got a few ideas for the Order. Hermione and McGonagall as researchers, and McGonagall also as the Transfiguration teacher."
"Good ideas. I would but Lupin in the research department too, Snape will continue being the Potion Master as usual." Draco said. "What did the officers want anyway?"
"Those weren't real police officers. Probably low-ranked Death Eaters in disguise. Don't tell it to the others thought, or George will get a heart attack."
"That was bad. Now they know that we're here."
Suddenly the two of them noticed that the whole room was looking at them.
"You two are hiding something, aren't you?" Sirius asked.
Harry and Draco looked at each other.
"Us?" they asked at the same time, innocence written all over their faces.
"Potter, Malfoy, spit it out." Snape growled.
The two of them looked at each other again then told the rest about the new Order they had started.
"And there's no way you can stop us, so don't even try Sirius." Harry said as Sirius opened his mouth to argue. The Animagus closed it again.
"This time I'm with Wonder Boy here," Draco said to point out that there was no use arguing with him either. "Now that the Resistance Against Voldemort is gone, the magical population needs something to believe in." There was a long silence in the room.
"Hope." Everyone looked at the speaker. It was Neville. "The Red Dragons Order is a new hope for the magical population, and I would be honoured to belong in it." He walked over to Harry and Draco, shook their hands, then stood beside them, looking at the others.
"What can we do?" Ginny asked. "We're only a group of 16 people, while the Dark Lord has hundreds of Death Eaters. How can we attack them and win?"
"As Draco told me the other day, these things take time. And the Red Dragons Order has something that Voldemort doesn't." Harry said.
"And that is?" Remus asked.
"You." Draco said mentioning to everyone in the room. "The best in several subjects. For example: Fred and George."
"Us? What can we do?"
"Superb ideas in mischief making. If you two turned to planning attack- plans, you could make a living out of it." Harry said. "And then we have Ron. The best chess player in school, in other words our own Tactic Master." Everyone in the room were now looking thoughtful, thinking over this.
"And Hermione." Neville said. "The previous Know-It-All, our own Research Master. Professors McGonagall, Snape and Lupin and Mr. Black are experts in several fields alone."
"How about a healer?" Neville's grandmother asked.
"We have wonderful Mrs. Weasley," Draco said. "I bet that she's a superb healer and even a better cook." Mrs. Weasley blushed furiously at that comment. "And we have Harry." Draco added as an after thought, pointing at the green-eyed teen.
Everyone looked at him except Snape and McGonagall.
"Dumbledore insisted that I should take a few extra classes in my 5th and 6th year."
"They have gotten me on their side." McGonagall said.
"What about Headquarters?" Snape asked, his expression thoughtful.
"We've already fixed that." Harry replied. "If you still are in doubt, think over this: Voldemort has dealt with the Order of the Phoenix many times before, so he knows how they operate. The Ministry of Magic are doing all that they can, but again, Voldemort knows their ways. We're a bunch of people that, by working together, can outsmart him. We even have two ex- Death Eaters that knows his methods-" Harry was cut off by Draco.
"And Lucky Luke here has duelled with ol' Snakeface before, so he knows how that goes."
"Damn it! Two teenagers have outsmarted two Marauders, a Professor and a slimeball!" Sirius said making Snape glare at him. "If that can happen, everything can! Harry, I know I'm gonna kill myself for doing this, but count me in."
"I know I'm gonna kill myself if a I miss this chance." Remus said. "I'm in too."
"What about the rest of you?" Neville asked.
"Do you think you could have kept us away Harry?" Hermione asked. "Show us the way to the Headquarters."
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