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A/N: I know, it's over used, but this is MY theory on what the next book will be like. I hope you enjoy reading this, please review!

Order of the Phoenix

Chapter Eight

That night Harry kissed Ginny's cheek after dinner before he went to Hagrids hut. He noticed Lisa getting up to leave when he did, so they walked together to Hagrids talking about their day. When they got there Owen was sitting on the step outside waiting for them to get there. Harry opened up the door and walked inside followed by Lisa and Owen. They sat for a while and talked about how their days had been going. Harry knew the other two were scared beyond belief knowing that they were targets of Voldemorts if Harry was killed. "If you two need anything during the school year, all you have to do is ask. I'm used to facing him now. Hopefully you two won't have to get used to him or his cold high pitched laugh."

"What's it like Harry? I mean, to actually see you-know-who and know that he wants to kill you," Lisa couldn't help but tremble the whole time she asked.

"Lisa I really wouldn't think about that, because it isn't fun to go through. I still have nightmares once in a while about him killing my mum and dad. I just hope you two don't go through that too. But I guess one thing I can tell you is somehow he knows what you're thinking, and he knows when you're lying. His problem until this year has always been that he's been on the verge of death the entire time, and not strong enough to do anything too harmful. He couldn't even kill Cedric Diggory himself, he made his servant do it for him."

"So do you reckon he's stronger now than," Owen asked sounding just as terrified as Lisa.

"He would almost have to be, all of his followers returned to him with only two exceptions. Of the two exceptions one is in hiding and one's on a mission for Dumbledore. Plus some of his followers are still in Azkaban. So I suppose there's a chance it isn't but so much stronger yet. The problem is that now he's in the form of flesh, which means he doesn't need a host body and he's getting stronger every day."

"Well I suppose we should probably start meeting and practicing disarming spells and the unforgivable curses. We should ask Dumbledore to help us, we'll need to know how to do them properly."

"Do you really think we should practice the unforgivable curses Lisa," Owen didn't want anything to do with those curses, he'd heard far too much about them from his mum and dad. Voldemort used one to kill his uncle, and the family was far from over it.

"I think we should," Harry piped in, "I mean if he's going to use them, than the three of us have to learn them and be able to say them faster than he can. I think it's our only chance against him."

"Well than it's settled, I'll ask Dumbledore about a time tomorrow. And a place, because we don't want the whole school seeing the three of us together too much, it'll be suspicious now that rumors are flying around about the book you got from Professor Figg, Harry."

Harry couldn't believe how much Lisa sounded like Hermione. They all agreed and quickly left the hut. Lisa went through the closest door with Owen, Harry walked over to the large black dog that was waiting for him, and smiled, "Hi Sirius"

"Let's walk up to the dormitory, I have to find Ginny," the dog nodded and they started to walk up to the dormitory, "I'm not so sure about everything that's going on with Owen and Lisa and me."

The rest of the way up to the dormitory Harry told Sirius everything about what they'd said in the hut, and in Dumbledore's office. They finally got to the dormitory door, Harry told the fat Lady the password and she gave him quite the earful about wandering around alone, telling him he should be more careful and that she didn't want to see him get hurt again this year.

Harry went inside and closed the door so that she'd be quiet. Sirius went up to the dormitory to lay down Harry assumed, but he knew it was just to give his godson a little space because Ginny was waiting for him half awake on the couch in front of the fire. Harry hadn't realized how late it was. Everyone but Fred and George had gone to bed for the night, they were in the corner working diligently away at plans for their joke shop. Harry had given them the winnings and was surprised to see how well everything was coming together since they hadn't had that long to work on it yet. They were planning on opening it at the end of the school year. Ginny yawned and smiled at Harry, "I waited up for you".

"You didn't have to Ginny," he sat next to her and they hugged and he told her all about what had been going on that day and in Hagrids hut. Ginny looked absolutely horrified at the thought of Harry facing Voldemort again, "Do you really have to Harry? What if you get hurt? I couldn't"

Harry cut her off quickly, "Don't worry about me, I'll be okay. I'm not about to let him take me away from you."

Ginny smiled at him, and they noticed Hermione trying to sneak into the dormitory. "And just where have you been," Ginny asked with a slight giggle.

Hermione blushed at least four shades of red and smiled, "no where. I'm going to bed, goodnight Ginny and Harry."

Harry and Ginny smiled at each other, noticing that Fred and George were trying not to laugh in the corner about it. They'd all noticed that Hermione had make up on, which she'd never worn before, and everyone knew that Ron had been missing most of the night too. Within a minute Ron came in through the portrait hole with lipstick smeared on his lips. Fred, George and Ginny busted into fits of laughter. Harry chuckled and spit out, "Let me guess, you've been no where and you're going to bed, right?"

Ron blushed from head to toe and let a small "right" out and ran over to the stairs up to the boys' dormitory. "Have a good night with Hermione," Fred asked quickly before Ron made it to the stairs.

"How'd you know?"

"Ron there's lipstick on your lips, and Hermione just came running in here wearing make up which we know she never wears. We're not dumb you know. That would be like me and Ginny pretending that we hated each other to throw you all off," Harry couldn't help but break into fits of laughter after saying so.

Ron blushed and ran up to bed. Fred, George, Harry and Ginny laughed about it for quite some time before going to bed. After all, tomorrow was the Yule Ball. Harry couldn't wait to see Ginny in her new dress robes. He wished he'd asked her last year, but planned on making up for it this year.