Yes, the chapter is left at an odd place. My grandparents are over, however, and I encountered writer's block at that point. Deal with it.
Chapter Thirty-Eight"Harry?"
The boy in question almost fell over in surprise.
"Come and sit down, Harry."
Harry stood still for another moment and then, when his eyes had adjusted, made his way over to the table and chairs, sitting down on one of the seats opposite Fletcher. Mundungus was sitting there with a cup of tea in front of him, looking rather nervous.
"Um. Hi," Harry said, not knowing what else to say.
"Hi."
"Dumbledore said that you wanted to see me."
"Yes."
"May I ask why?"
Mundungus shifted. "Mainly to thank you, I think."
"Oh."
"Yes. Um. Thank you."
"For what?"
"You were the one who told them were I was," Mundungus said. "If it weren't for you I would still be there." He shuddered, face turning pale.
"Well, if Sirius hadn't gone to rescue you I'm pretty sure that you'd be there still," Harry pointed out, uncomfortable with the idea that Mundungus thought he was solely responsible for his rescue.
Mundungus laughed. "Sirius said the exact same thing when I tried to thank him."
Harry blinked. "You've talked to Sirius?"
Mundungus nodded. "Just before he left for America and Oceania. I think that he's requesting assistance from them. There are a few there who never believed that he killed Pettigrew, so he's going to contact them first and then, if all goes well, they will begin gathering forces."
Harry nodded. "I see."
There was silence for a moment.
"So, have you figured out what the lights are in this room yet?" Fletcher was grinning.
"No, actually. What are they?" Harry looked back up at the ceiling, searching for anything that could be causing the lights to glow. There was nothing there, however. It looked almost like they were running off of nothing at all.
"They represent all of the witches and wizards in this world," Mundungus said, tilting his head back to gaze at the roof of the room. "The smaller ones are the less powerful people, and the brightest are the most powerful."
Harry continued to look at it. "I'd hate to be one of the brightest," He said eventually. Mundungus looked surprised.
"Why?"
Harry pointed at one of the brightest. "Look at that one. Sure it's bright, but it's light forces all the others away. That person is all alone – I don't think I'd be able to stand it."
Mundungus nodded. "You're right. That's one of the prices people pay to be great."
Harry, however wasn't paying attention. A frown had formed on his face.
"What's wrong?" Mundungus asked, worry evident in his voice despite the fact that he knew that they were safe in the room.
"Look at those two points," Harry murmured, pointing to a couple of stars that were on opposite sides of the room. "They're the brightest, and they face each other over a great distance; behind them are all those smaller lights. What do they look like to you?"
Mundungus shrugged. "They just look like random points to me. Why, can you see something in them?"
"They look like two armies ready to go off to war. The two larger ones are the leaders, and behind them are the soldiers." Harry paused for a moment. "One group is the Order of the Phoenix, and the others are the Death Eaters," He added softly. "One of the bright points is Voldemort, and the other is Dumbledore." As Mundungus and Harry watched, one point of light moved from one side to the other, and then back again. Harry frowned.
"Snape was our only spy, wasn't he?"
Mundungus nodded. "Yes, and Voldemort found out about him a
long time ago."
"That's what I thought." Harry turned to look at Fletcher.
"There's a spy in the Order of the Phoenix. That light that crossed couldn't have been going from the Order of the Phoenix to the Death Eaters and back unless it was a spy, and if it was coming from Voldemort's side to ours it's still a spy because it returned to Voldemort after a moment."
"What do we do?" Mundungus asked. He was shaking.
'It's got to be worse for him,' Harry thought. 'It might be him they're after.'
"I suppose that we tell Dumbledore what we saw and leave the rest to him," Harry said.
