The first part of the plan went well. At about five o'clock Harry told Sirius that he was tired and needed to go to bed and thankfully, Sirius nodded in agreement. Harry did as planned and crept into Ron's room wearing the invisibility cloak. After saying the password and entering, he saw that Ron's room was very much like his and Hermione's.
To Harry's left, there stood a cozy four-post bed in the color of navy and yellow, on its right, there was a wooden door, then two large panels of mirror that revealed a walk in closet, like in Hermione's room. There was a large window that took up three fourths of the wall opposite to where Harry was standing, and a smart looking writing desk placed under it. The bookcase was next to the desk facing the walk-in closet. Next to that was another wooden door. Ron had placed his chest in the right corner of the room alone with Pigwidgeon's cage, which was empty at the moment. Thinking that Hermione's room was on the right, Harry walked through the door to the left.
A grand marble bathroom linked the rooms; thus another door faced Harry on the opposite side. Harry tried the door, but it seemed to be locked. There were two sinks on the right and opposite them was a huge tub then a stall in which the toilet was. Harry waited a while standing than sat down on the edge of the tub and took out his map, he watched the little dots for a while. Everyone but Dido (who was working in the kitchen), Corra (who was in the back garden), and Lupin (who was in the lab) were gathered at the dinner table. The delicious aroma of food somehow snuck into the room and Harry's stomach growled in protest. A few moments later a large commotion could be heard downstairs followed by a lot of hooting. Hooting? Curious Harry retuned to Ron's room and peered outside. Somehow hundreds of owls filled the hall and possibly the dining room downstairs. Each owl seemed to be carrying at least two packages.
"O' dear." Mrs. Weasley could be heard sighing loudly.
"I'm afraid that we have our work cut out for us then." It was Bill sounding mildly amused.
Harry closed the portrait and was relieved that he didn't have to sort through all the mail. He returned to the bathroom. With a glance at the map he can tell that Corra was near Percy's room, so he pressed his ear to the door. It wasn't until minutes passed that Harry heard the sliding doors open and close on the other side. Corra must have entered through the balcony. There was a long silence before he heard something that sounded like a low grunt.
"Ugh…where am I?" Percy's voice sounded groggy.
"Don't worry, you're safe. My name is Corra Isis." Corra said in a comforting voice. It struck Harry that they were calling Corra by her first name, strange.
"Isis? You're really Corra Isis?" Percy asked.
"Yes." Corra sighed.
"Harry and Hermione. Are they okay?" Percy said his voice lounder as if he suddenly remembered. "I remember attacking them…what have I done…"
"They're fine." Corra replied.
"Are they…?"
"Yes, they're fine. But I need you to tell me something."
"I… Alright."
"What did Vol… He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named order you to do?"
"I… I was ordered to get er … you-know-who told me to get a book. He wanted the treasure of the Order Of Phoenix… the book had the only directions of… something. I can't remember." Percy struggled.
"It's all right. Did he tell you anything else?"
"No... I mean yes!" Percy answered. "Something like that Harry was going to be there. That worm umm... worm…Wormtail should try to... if he could make contact with… his most valuable infiltrator… But he also said something about… about the book is the most important and that… I just can't remember..." Percy grunted.
"Is there anything that you remember?"
"I… can't remember."
There was silence then Corra spoke. "Its all right. Get some rest. Don't worry about Harry and Hermione, you may see them tomorrow if you like."
"Thank you." Percy murmured then Harry heard a flop. Perhaps Percy had laidback down to bed. There was a moment of silence then just when Harry was about to leave his post at the door he heard Corra spoke again.
"Obliviate…Sorry Percy, this is for your own good."
Harry heard the sliding doors open again then close. Then a moment later the door behind him opened. It was Ron, looking very uncertain. "Harry, are you in here?"
Harry responded by taking the cloak off. He then stuffed it under his overly large Dudley shirt.
"I have a piece of bad news. Sirius is patrolling in the hall in his dog form. And mum is currently visiting Ginny, she'll probably come in here too." Ron said walking back into his room with Harry.
The door Ron had just shut opened again. Hermione stuck her head in. scowling meaningfully at the two. "I can't believe you guys went through with it."
"Not now, Hermione." Ron stated.
"We have a big problem." Harry added.
"What is it?"
"Sirius is outside in dog form so I can't go out there. He might sense me."
"And mum is going to check up on me soon."
"You can stay in my room for a while then." Hermione offered.
Harry followed her through another bathroom, then into Hermione's room.
"Look, while I was sorting through mail I thought of something." Hermione whispered when they reached her room. She then turned a radio that she had on up to a considerable level of volume. "When you overheard Corra say that 'I know but he'll be through more if I don't ask now.' She meant more pain. Don't you see that Corra's thinks that the untrustworthy person might want to silence Percy? Permanently?" Though the radio was on Harry heard what she said. Hermione had struck a point and she knew it.
"It was sort of strange the way…" Harry began.
"Shhh…. Not another word." Hermione was very serious. "You have to maintain the false appearance that you heard nothing for everyone's sake, especially Percy's. Because if you heard something then that means that Percy knows something and since you overhead it, then you and Corra must know. If there is a spy among us… all three of you might be silenced."
Before Harry could respond a door that was on the opposite side opened.
"Hermione, could you please turn the … radio…" Ginny said but stopped when she saw Harry. "What were you two doing in so late at night?" She eyed Harry and Hermione suspiciously.
"We… were … was… umm." How could he explain this? Say that he was there to eavesdrop on Corra's and Percy's conversation? That Hermione was giving him the idea that someone could kill Percy for the information? Ginny was glaring at the two with her arms folded. And it soundly struck Harry that Ginny was thinking of something far worse that eavesdropping on someone. Just to make matters worse the radio was now broadcasting a love song that Hermione turned off immediately.
"Look, it's not what you think!" Harry said quickly.
"What do you think I think?" Ginny asked, now looking at Harry sideways.
Harry shuddered to imagine what Ginny was considering, and he had the impression that she was having fun watching squirm.
"Ginny, Harry just came here to tell me how Percy was. You see, we couldn't get permission to visit him so Harry had to sneak through and he just got back." Hermione said calmly.
"O'" Ginny's face and ears were red. "But the music…"
"As I said Harry just came in… So how did Percy look?" Hermione asked Harry.
"He looked okay but he wasn't conscious so…" Harry lied.
"If you'd came to dinner mum could have told you that." Ginny's ears were still red.
"Harry, you better get going before people get the wrong ideas." Hermione insisted. "Ginny. Could Harry possibly go through your room? Sirius is outside of mine and maybe if Harry got a little further Sirius won't detect him."
"Umm… sure." Ginny's face, if it was even possible, got redder.
Thankful that Hermione thought up the excuse. Harry bid the two girls good night and traveled through Ginny's room and into another door. Unfortunately he traveled a little too far, for Harry turned to see George and Fred looking curiously at him. Perhaps it was the two identical pairs of brown eyes or the fact that the toothpaste looked like foam at the mouth, but the twins reminded him oddly of Fluffy.
"What were you doing in our little sister's room?" George asked when he rinsed his mouth.
"So late at night, and might I add… When everyone thought you were asleep?" Fred followed, his mouth cleared of toothpaste.
"I was…"
"Look Harry we were young once too." George put an arm around Harry's shoulders.
"We understand that you're in a rush. But don't you think that Ginny is a bit too young?" Fred added.
"What?!" Harry said in outrage, but then again he should've expected that. "Look! I was coming back from seeing Percy!" Harry explained.
The twins raised their eyebrow. They had obviously taken it the wrong way. Some how the explanation made much more sense coming from someone else.
"That's not what I meant! Seriously." Harry sighed, giving up all hope that he'd ever get through to George and Fred.
He walked through the bathroom and entered the twin's room, feeling quite sick of doors by now and very grateful of the portrait hole. Peering in the hallway, Harry saw Sirius open the landscape that is the entrance to Percy's room, then pause. Harry held his breath, hoping that Sirius wouldn't look his way. Luckily Sirius didn't and walked through. Pushing the portrait open so he could get through, Harry turned back to the twins, "You won't say… Never mind."
With the twins grinning at him like two Cheshire cats, Harry had a better bet of them forgetting everything than asking them to not say anything and having successful results. Closing the portrait behind him he walked briskly to his room.
"This has been a extremely hectic evening." Harry sighed as he flopped down on his bed. Hedwig hooted understandingly.
Someone here is willing to kill for what I have overheard tonight, or at least that's what Hermione thinks. But who? No it can't be anyone here. Maybe Hermione misinterpreted, but then again Corra and Sirius seemed to agree on the fact that there's someone here. Harry's head was filled with thoughts. Maybe he could sort them out tomorrow. Harry rested his eyes for who knows how long before there came a knock at the door.
"Come in." Harry groaned.
"Did I wake you?" It was Sirius, and he carried a plate of spaghetti and a glass of pumpkin juice with him.
"No… not really." Harry said being semi-truthful.
"Thought you might be hungry." Sirius grinned. Truthfully, Harry had been so busy trying to explain why he was in different people's rooms all evening that he forgotten that he was hungry.
"Thanks." Harry said taking a fork full of spaghetti.
"You know you really should listen to Hermione."
"On what." Harry said nearly choking on the noodle.
"On the bad effects of eavesdropping."
So Sirius knew. Harry swallowed hard then nodded slowly.
"Curiosity is not a bad thing, it just depends on the way that you execute it." Sirius grinned then winked. "When you finish try to get some real sleep."