Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter One ~ The Headmaster Tells Them Of Their Destiny
Harry couldn't believe it. He hadn't been at Hogwarts a week yet and he'd already been called into the Headmaster's office. The Marauders would be proud of him!
But it wasn't really his fault, you see. Surely Dumbledore would understand that Snape had been asking for it. Really!
If the man hadn't wanted to be turned into a pineapple, he shouldn't have taken two points off Hermione! So it was the Potion Master's own fault!
Besides, it hadn't been Harry who'd transfigured the greasy git anyway, it had been Hermione herself! She'd been in a bad mood all day, and Harry secretly thought that it was that time of the month.
Ron had not so secretly wondered the same thing, and he was currently in the Hospital Wing having a large purple banana removed from his left nostril, so Harry had decided to keep his suspicions to himself (or at least away from Hermione. But she'd heard Ron from the Library...and he'd been in the Great Hall).
How the teachers had managed to blame him instead of Hermione was a complete mystery, but Harry suspected that Malfoy had something to do with it.
Speak of the devil (or should he say the Malfoy?); Snape, McGonagall and Malfoy had just followed Dumbledore into the room.
McGonagall gave Harry a secret grin, proving that she had found Pineapple- Snape to be quite amusing, and took the seat next to him. Snape and Malfoy took the other two chairs.
Dumbledore went and sat behind his desk, eyes twinkling. Fawkes flew over and perched happily on the back of his chair.
"Why have you brought us all here, Albus?" McGonagall asked.
The Headmaster smiled at her. "Ah Minerva, the time has come to tell the four of you of your destiny."
The other four just stared at him in shock. Finally, Snape broke the silence. "Are you trying to tell me that my destiny has something to do with Potter and Minerva???" he demanded.
"Yes Severus. You, Minerva, Draco and Harry are the four souls who have been destined since the beginning of time to carry out the Order of the Phoenix."
Silence.
"Even I don't know what that order is yet," he continued cheerfully. "Fawkes is going with you, and he'll tell you where to go and what to do."
More silence.
"I'll give you time to pack, and say goodbye to your friends, of course. You'll be leaving bright and early tomorrow morning."
The silence was becoming tangible.
"Er, is everything all right?" Dumbledore asked. "It's just very quiet in here."
He didn't get a reply.
"Severus? Minerva? Harry? Draco?"
It was about then that the four aforementioned people managed to drag their respective jaws off the floor and stare at the Headmaster as though he'd gone mad. Which they suspected he had.
"What's the problem?" he asked, still cheerful.
Harry silently contemplated the consequences of killing the old man. Azkaban, for sure, but wasn't it worth it? Once he got out he'd be insane, but free from the Headmaster's crazy plots. He could see where Godric Gryffindor's sword was sitting on the shelf next to the Sorting Hat. It was so tempting.....
Oddly enough, Severus's thoughts mirrored those of his most hated student. Surely being turned into a pineapple was enough for one day?! He spied a letter opener out of the corner of his eye. Would it be sharp enough?
Minerva had never thought that the Headmaster was insane. A little odd, maybe. Not when he'd taught her Transfiguration, not when he'd admitted the Marauders to Hogwarts, when he'd never expelled the Weasley twins and not when he'd hired Severus. Now she was positive the old fool was completely off his rocker. But what could she do?
Draco knew there was nothing his father could do about this. The elder Malfoy was far too busy reading Voldemort his bedtime stories and such Death Eater things. So it was up to him. Murder Dumbledore? His father couldn't keep him out of Azkaban for THAT! Kill the Phoenix? No, he'd be expelled. Go along with this? Potter would surely kill him! Then what?
As one, the four spoke. "I'm not going."
The Headmaster smiled and his eyes twinkled. "Oh, but I haven't told you what would happen if you don't yet!"
"Go on then," Draco said cautiously.
"Well, if you don't obey Fawkes's Orders, the world will be taken over by Voldemort, you'll either be expelled from Hogwarts or lose your job, the Weasley twins will become the Ministers of Magic, and Hermione will marry Viktor Krum!"
Harry gasped. Hermione and Krum??? But Hermione and Ron were perfect for each other! And he'd be expelled? And Voldie would take over the world? He had to go!
Draco nearly fainted. Expelled? No way! And then there was the worst thing: everyone knew Granger belonged with the Weasel! He couldn't let her marry Krum!
Minerva suppressed a scream. Lose her job? Voldemort take over the world? Hermione Granger marry the Bulgarian Seeker? Not if she could help it!
Severus almost cried. A world ruled by Voldemort? The Weasley twins as Ministers?? Granger and Krum??? He refused to let it happen.
As one, they sighed in resignation. "I'll go."
Dumbledore beamed. "Oh how wonderful! Fawkes and I will see you here at seven tomorrow morning!"
The four of them left the Headmaster before he could offer them one of the Lemon Drops he was offering to the disgusted Phoenix. (Large firebirds have a tendency to hate lemon-flavoured sweets.)
Harry raced back to the Gryffindor Common Room to say his farewells, pack, sleep, eat, and steal one of Dean's packets of Minties (not necessarily in that order).
Draco ran to the Slytherin Common Room to pack his things, get Crabbe to steal a packet of Minties from Pansy, say good riddance to his housemates, and sleep.
Severus stalked back to his quarters, planning on packing, getting a packet of Minties from a House Elf, drinking himself into oblivion and sleeping it off.
Minerva walked quickly to her rooms, where she'd pack, find a packet of Minties, have a few drinks, play with her catnip mouse (as a cat of course!) and sleep.
Will anyone kill Dumbledore? Will they carry out the Phoenix's Order in time to stop Hermione falling for Krum? Which teacher is going to have the worse hangover? And what's with the Minties?
Find out in the next chapter of . . . . . . . . . Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix!!!
Please review! Pretty please???
~TAS
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter One ~ The Headmaster Tells Them Of Their Destiny
Harry couldn't believe it. He hadn't been at Hogwarts a week yet and he'd already been called into the Headmaster's office. The Marauders would be proud of him!
But it wasn't really his fault, you see. Surely Dumbledore would understand that Snape had been asking for it. Really!
If the man hadn't wanted to be turned into a pineapple, he shouldn't have taken two points off Hermione! So it was the Potion Master's own fault!
Besides, it hadn't been Harry who'd transfigured the greasy git anyway, it had been Hermione herself! She'd been in a bad mood all day, and Harry secretly thought that it was that time of the month.
Ron had not so secretly wondered the same thing, and he was currently in the Hospital Wing having a large purple banana removed from his left nostril, so Harry had decided to keep his suspicions to himself (or at least away from Hermione. But she'd heard Ron from the Library...and he'd been in the Great Hall).
How the teachers had managed to blame him instead of Hermione was a complete mystery, but Harry suspected that Malfoy had something to do with it.
Speak of the devil (or should he say the Malfoy?); Snape, McGonagall and Malfoy had just followed Dumbledore into the room.
McGonagall gave Harry a secret grin, proving that she had found Pineapple- Snape to be quite amusing, and took the seat next to him. Snape and Malfoy took the other two chairs.
Dumbledore went and sat behind his desk, eyes twinkling. Fawkes flew over and perched happily on the back of his chair.
"Why have you brought us all here, Albus?" McGonagall asked.
The Headmaster smiled at her. "Ah Minerva, the time has come to tell the four of you of your destiny."
The other four just stared at him in shock. Finally, Snape broke the silence. "Are you trying to tell me that my destiny has something to do with Potter and Minerva???" he demanded.
"Yes Severus. You, Minerva, Draco and Harry are the four souls who have been destined since the beginning of time to carry out the Order of the Phoenix."
Silence.
"Even I don't know what that order is yet," he continued cheerfully. "Fawkes is going with you, and he'll tell you where to go and what to do."
More silence.
"I'll give you time to pack, and say goodbye to your friends, of course. You'll be leaving bright and early tomorrow morning."
The silence was becoming tangible.
"Er, is everything all right?" Dumbledore asked. "It's just very quiet in here."
He didn't get a reply.
"Severus? Minerva? Harry? Draco?"
It was about then that the four aforementioned people managed to drag their respective jaws off the floor and stare at the Headmaster as though he'd gone mad. Which they suspected he had.
"What's the problem?" he asked, still cheerful.
Harry silently contemplated the consequences of killing the old man. Azkaban, for sure, but wasn't it worth it? Once he got out he'd be insane, but free from the Headmaster's crazy plots. He could see where Godric Gryffindor's sword was sitting on the shelf next to the Sorting Hat. It was so tempting.....
Oddly enough, Severus's thoughts mirrored those of his most hated student. Surely being turned into a pineapple was enough for one day?! He spied a letter opener out of the corner of his eye. Would it be sharp enough?
Minerva had never thought that the Headmaster was insane. A little odd, maybe. Not when he'd taught her Transfiguration, not when he'd admitted the Marauders to Hogwarts, when he'd never expelled the Weasley twins and not when he'd hired Severus. Now she was positive the old fool was completely off his rocker. But what could she do?
Draco knew there was nothing his father could do about this. The elder Malfoy was far too busy reading Voldemort his bedtime stories and such Death Eater things. So it was up to him. Murder Dumbledore? His father couldn't keep him out of Azkaban for THAT! Kill the Phoenix? No, he'd be expelled. Go along with this? Potter would surely kill him! Then what?
As one, the four spoke. "I'm not going."
The Headmaster smiled and his eyes twinkled. "Oh, but I haven't told you what would happen if you don't yet!"
"Go on then," Draco said cautiously.
"Well, if you don't obey Fawkes's Orders, the world will be taken over by Voldemort, you'll either be expelled from Hogwarts or lose your job, the Weasley twins will become the Ministers of Magic, and Hermione will marry Viktor Krum!"
Harry gasped. Hermione and Krum??? But Hermione and Ron were perfect for each other! And he'd be expelled? And Voldie would take over the world? He had to go!
Draco nearly fainted. Expelled? No way! And then there was the worst thing: everyone knew Granger belonged with the Weasel! He couldn't let her marry Krum!
Minerva suppressed a scream. Lose her job? Voldemort take over the world? Hermione Granger marry the Bulgarian Seeker? Not if she could help it!
Severus almost cried. A world ruled by Voldemort? The Weasley twins as Ministers?? Granger and Krum??? He refused to let it happen.
As one, they sighed in resignation. "I'll go."
Dumbledore beamed. "Oh how wonderful! Fawkes and I will see you here at seven tomorrow morning!"
The four of them left the Headmaster before he could offer them one of the Lemon Drops he was offering to the disgusted Phoenix. (Large firebirds have a tendency to hate lemon-flavoured sweets.)
Harry raced back to the Gryffindor Common Room to say his farewells, pack, sleep, eat, and steal one of Dean's packets of Minties (not necessarily in that order).
Draco ran to the Slytherin Common Room to pack his things, get Crabbe to steal a packet of Minties from Pansy, say good riddance to his housemates, and sleep.
Severus stalked back to his quarters, planning on packing, getting a packet of Minties from a House Elf, drinking himself into oblivion and sleeping it off.
Minerva walked quickly to her rooms, where she'd pack, find a packet of Minties, have a few drinks, play with her catnip mouse (as a cat of course!) and sleep.
Will anyone kill Dumbledore? Will they carry out the Phoenix's Order in time to stop Hermione falling for Krum? Which teacher is going to have the worse hangover? And what's with the Minties?
Find out in the next chapter of . . . . . . . . . Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix!!!
Please review! Pretty please???
~TAS