Disclaimer: I don't own a thing except the plot and a few new characters.
The rest belongs to wonderful Mrs. J. K. Rowling.
Authors Note: This begins in the summer before Harry's 7th year and this is not slash.
-Chapter Three-
"This is amazing!" Mr. Weasley said.
They were in the tunnels under Privet Drive, in the 'main room'. Harry and Draco had put three couches there with a table between them. Everywhere you looked in the room there were doors leading to other rooms and secret passages out of the place.
"I've never seen anything like it." Hermione whispered in awe.
"It was right under our nose," McGonagall said.
"Do you have-"
"Yes Herm, we have a library." Harry answered before she could finish.
"With what books Potter?" Snape asked.
"Found them down here in a room. Pretty old books, don't think Hogwarts has them." Draco replied.
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The next day Fred, George, Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Neville were off to look for jobs. If all of them were to stay in Number 4, they needed more money for food, clothes and bills. Mrs. Weasley and Neville's grandmother stood for the cooking, washing, cleaning and mending, always helped out by Hermione, Ginny and the boys when they came back from work. McGonagall, Snape, Sirius, Remus, Percy and Mr. Weasley spent more than half the day down in the Red Dragons Headquarters brewing potions, planning, researching, transfiguring and practising duelling. They also taught the teenagers in schoolwork and other things that they thought the kids should know. In all that hustle and bustle Christmas was quickly approaching.
One morning when they woke up it had been snowing over the night and it was still snowing. Harry, Draco, Ron and Hermione where winning a snowball fight against Fred, George, Ginny and Neville when Mrs. Weasley called them in for dinner.
At dinner they talked about Voldemort, Christmas, Voldemort again, New Year and what to do with Voldemort.
"He's going to strike tomorrow to get the Dragon Eye. Worlds largest diamond and rumoured to have magical powers." Remus said.
"So we thought it was time for the Red Dragons to try their wings for the first time." Sirius continued and all the teenagers looked up.
"Yes, we discussed it last night," Mr. Weasley explained, "and found out that it was time for Voldemort to see what we're made of."
"Just don't forget what we have taught you." Snape sneered.
"If you do, then my young friends, it hurts my heart to say this, but you're dead." Sirius said.
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It was late at night and Draco couldn't sleep. He stood up, got dressed and climbed up on the roof, where he found Harry sitting. Draco sat down beside him, neither one of them speaking.
"You're thinking the same as me?" Draco asked finally.
"You mean that something will go wrong tomorrow? Yep." Harry replied. "There's just this feeling in the air, isn't it?" Draco nodded. There was a long silence, then Harry turned to him, a mischievous look in his eyes. "Want to do something about it?"
"Like what?"
"Help me copy all the books that we have over the next few days. Then help me cook up a plan to get everyone out of the house quickly, in case of an emergency."
"What are you going to do with all the books?"
"Keep 'em."
Draco was about to ask another question when suddenly Harry began to glow golden. The light became brighter and brighter.
"Potter what the Hell is going on?"
"I was about to ask you!"
Draco looked down at himself. He was also glowing, but his colour was silver. He looked up again and met Harry's gaze. Suddenly the other boy bent over, as in pain.
"Bloody Hell!" he gasped.
"Potter, are you alright?" Draco asked, in the next second he felt something in his palm. He looked down in time to see a red dragon shaping there. A minute later everything was gone. The light, the pain, the feeling of strong, ancient magic. "What the Hell happened?"
"I have no idea. So, you still in about the books?" Harry asked.
"Sure. Lets get down from here, this is getting weird."
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The next day the rest of the Order noticed that Harry and Draco were different. They held themselves different and looked different. Harry didn't wear his glasses and Draco didn't have his usual sneer on his face. But the rest of the Order pushed it aside, thinking that it was only nerves before their first bigger mission.
"Now remember," Remus said just before they where leaving. "New York is a dangerous city. All you are going to do is attack and get out, no hero- business. And if any Muggles see you, use the Memory charm. Good luck." With that Harry, Draco, Ron, Fred, George, Neville and Hermione apparated.
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Sarah Goldberg was walking slowly to the car that was supposed to take the Dragon Eye to the museum. She was the only black female Homicide Detective in the whole district. Sarah had loved her work until she found out that almost half District 14 was made out of corrupt cops. She had tried to talk to the Chief about it but he had said that she should leave it be, do her job and be happy. Sarah had done that for a year now and it had eaten her up inside. When she had first started in the police she had been dreaming about a straight police district that everyone loved. Later she had found out that it was wish-thinking.
"Sarah, what would you have done if you owned the Dragon Eye?" her friends voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Huh? I don't know, never thought of it." Sarah replied.
"I would have got a new wardrobe, and new makeup." Her friend said. "Then I would get me a handsome young man and get married in Las Vegas, wherever that is."
"Vegas' in Nevada, Jenny." Sarah told her as the car began to move. She looked at her watch. 1.00 am. She looked out the window, the town was unnaturally quiet. Usually there would be people walking home from a date, going to a bar, getting thrown out of a bar or something like that. Then she noticed that they where taking a different route to the museum than planned. The car stopped in a dark, deserted alley. "Something's going on." Sarah said to the other three in the car.
"Probably a red light or something." Jenny said, yawning.
But the other two officers were getting nervous.
"We're completely on the wrong way," one whispered.
"I get the feeling that this is the calm before the storm." The other said.
Suddenly there was an explosion and green light from outside. The force of it made the car roll over several times, then stop on its side. Sarah lost conscience after that.
That's it for now. One little cliffie. Chapter four will be up soon I hope. Please review.
I would like to thank MaxCat2564 and Hell Christ for reviewing.
Authors Note: This begins in the summer before Harry's 7th year and this is not slash.
-Chapter Three-
"This is amazing!" Mr. Weasley said.
They were in the tunnels under Privet Drive, in the 'main room'. Harry and Draco had put three couches there with a table between them. Everywhere you looked in the room there were doors leading to other rooms and secret passages out of the place.
"I've never seen anything like it." Hermione whispered in awe.
"It was right under our nose," McGonagall said.
"Do you have-"
"Yes Herm, we have a library." Harry answered before she could finish.
"With what books Potter?" Snape asked.
"Found them down here in a room. Pretty old books, don't think Hogwarts has them." Draco replied.
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The next day Fred, George, Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Neville were off to look for jobs. If all of them were to stay in Number 4, they needed more money for food, clothes and bills. Mrs. Weasley and Neville's grandmother stood for the cooking, washing, cleaning and mending, always helped out by Hermione, Ginny and the boys when they came back from work. McGonagall, Snape, Sirius, Remus, Percy and Mr. Weasley spent more than half the day down in the Red Dragons Headquarters brewing potions, planning, researching, transfiguring and practising duelling. They also taught the teenagers in schoolwork and other things that they thought the kids should know. In all that hustle and bustle Christmas was quickly approaching.
One morning when they woke up it had been snowing over the night and it was still snowing. Harry, Draco, Ron and Hermione where winning a snowball fight against Fred, George, Ginny and Neville when Mrs. Weasley called them in for dinner.
At dinner they talked about Voldemort, Christmas, Voldemort again, New Year and what to do with Voldemort.
"He's going to strike tomorrow to get the Dragon Eye. Worlds largest diamond and rumoured to have magical powers." Remus said.
"So we thought it was time for the Red Dragons to try their wings for the first time." Sirius continued and all the teenagers looked up.
"Yes, we discussed it last night," Mr. Weasley explained, "and found out that it was time for Voldemort to see what we're made of."
"Just don't forget what we have taught you." Snape sneered.
"If you do, then my young friends, it hurts my heart to say this, but you're dead." Sirius said.
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It was late at night and Draco couldn't sleep. He stood up, got dressed and climbed up on the roof, where he found Harry sitting. Draco sat down beside him, neither one of them speaking.
"You're thinking the same as me?" Draco asked finally.
"You mean that something will go wrong tomorrow? Yep." Harry replied. "There's just this feeling in the air, isn't it?" Draco nodded. There was a long silence, then Harry turned to him, a mischievous look in his eyes. "Want to do something about it?"
"Like what?"
"Help me copy all the books that we have over the next few days. Then help me cook up a plan to get everyone out of the house quickly, in case of an emergency."
"What are you going to do with all the books?"
"Keep 'em."
Draco was about to ask another question when suddenly Harry began to glow golden. The light became brighter and brighter.
"Potter what the Hell is going on?"
"I was about to ask you!"
Draco looked down at himself. He was also glowing, but his colour was silver. He looked up again and met Harry's gaze. Suddenly the other boy bent over, as in pain.
"Bloody Hell!" he gasped.
"Potter, are you alright?" Draco asked, in the next second he felt something in his palm. He looked down in time to see a red dragon shaping there. A minute later everything was gone. The light, the pain, the feeling of strong, ancient magic. "What the Hell happened?"
"I have no idea. So, you still in about the books?" Harry asked.
"Sure. Lets get down from here, this is getting weird."
-------------------------
The next day the rest of the Order noticed that Harry and Draco were different. They held themselves different and looked different. Harry didn't wear his glasses and Draco didn't have his usual sneer on his face. But the rest of the Order pushed it aside, thinking that it was only nerves before their first bigger mission.
"Now remember," Remus said just before they where leaving. "New York is a dangerous city. All you are going to do is attack and get out, no hero- business. And if any Muggles see you, use the Memory charm. Good luck." With that Harry, Draco, Ron, Fred, George, Neville and Hermione apparated.
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Sarah Goldberg was walking slowly to the car that was supposed to take the Dragon Eye to the museum. She was the only black female Homicide Detective in the whole district. Sarah had loved her work until she found out that almost half District 14 was made out of corrupt cops. She had tried to talk to the Chief about it but he had said that she should leave it be, do her job and be happy. Sarah had done that for a year now and it had eaten her up inside. When she had first started in the police she had been dreaming about a straight police district that everyone loved. Later she had found out that it was wish-thinking.
"Sarah, what would you have done if you owned the Dragon Eye?" her friends voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Huh? I don't know, never thought of it." Sarah replied.
"I would have got a new wardrobe, and new makeup." Her friend said. "Then I would get me a handsome young man and get married in Las Vegas, wherever that is."
"Vegas' in Nevada, Jenny." Sarah told her as the car began to move. She looked at her watch. 1.00 am. She looked out the window, the town was unnaturally quiet. Usually there would be people walking home from a date, going to a bar, getting thrown out of a bar or something like that. Then she noticed that they where taking a different route to the museum than planned. The car stopped in a dark, deserted alley. "Something's going on." Sarah said to the other three in the car.
"Probably a red light or something." Jenny said, yawning.
But the other two officers were getting nervous.
"We're completely on the wrong way," one whispered.
"I get the feeling that this is the calm before the storm." The other said.
Suddenly there was an explosion and green light from outside. The force of it made the car roll over several times, then stop on its side. Sarah lost conscience after that.
That's it for now. One little cliffie. Chapter four will be up soon I hope. Please review.
I would like to thank MaxCat2564 and Hell Christ for reviewing.