It was three days since Enforcer's birthday, and life had more or less resumed it's normality. It was on this day that he decided to talk to them about what has been going on. It was dinner time when he addressed them.
"Guys," he started. "Listen, I have to go meet some old associates of mine tonight…"
"As always," muttered Reiki.
"… but this time I want you two to come with me," finished Harry.
They stared at him disbelieving, so Harry took the opportunity to continue.
"We're having a meeting in about three hours from now at the Sharp Edge. If you two decide to go and help us, you would be a most valuable asset to us."
"What are you talking about 'us' Enforcer?" asked Stacy. "The only 'us' that I know of are the Fallen, the three of us."
"You'll get the full details at the meeting Bombshell. For now, all you need to know is that I've been calling in some contacts and organizing some stuff. I'll fill you all in later."
They ate in a relative silence, and once they were done, Harry picked up the plates and proceeded to wash and dry them. When he turned around to leave however, he bumped into Stacy… who kissed him. And kissed him, and kissed, and full out snogged him without giving him an opportunity to recover from the lack of air. Finally, her own need for air started to arise and she had to let him go. They stood there for what seemed like hours before Harry finally spoke.
"Thanks… but I'm still not talking."
She pouted, and gave him the teary eyed puppy dog face. He snorted.
"That won't work either."
"Harryyyyyyyyy," she whined. He shook his head as he poured himself a glass of water.
"Please Harry… Enforcer?" he shook his head as he took a long swing from the glass. She then smiled a small smiled.
"Please… Hare-Bear?"
He choked on the water and started a coughing fit before regaining control of his breathing.
"Oh, so now it's back to that is it?" he asked with a sly smile.
"Well," she said walking back up to him and wrapping her arms around his neck, "the way I see it, I think that since I've been giving you so many… benefits as of late, that it's only proper if we give it another go."
Harry grinned a goofy-like grin (what man wouldn't if they were in this position…). "Well then," he said. "If that's the case, then all I have t0 say is that I couldn't agree more."
They smiled at each other before proceeding to snog the other senseless.
"Are you sure that they will be here Enforcer? I still have to finish the floor plans for the new dojo you know," said Reiki. They had been waiting in the back of the Sharp Edge for a half hour, waiting for Enforcer's 'contacts' as he called them.
"Don't worry Chi, they'll be here," said Harry. He too was growing somewhat impatient, and had to remind himself that he had only made contact with these… people last week.
"Are you sure we could trust these people Enforcer?" asked Stacy. She seemed bored more than anything, and was tempted to take a nap right there on the table that they were sitting at.
"I'm pretty sure that we can. Either way-"
*POP!*
*CRACK!*
Stacy shrieked as loud sounds filled the room. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the room now occupied ten other people, wizards probably, due to their rather noisy entrance.
"Ah, excellent. Is that everyone then?" asked Harry.
"Neville couldn't make it. He and the other Order members had a meeting tonight," said the red haired chick.
"Justin couldn't make it either. Death Eater meeting I'm assuming," said a rather shy looking woman.
"Great," said Harry. "I'll have to contact them and set up a meeting with them to see what they've learned so far." He then turned to his teammates.
"Guys, I'd like you to meet some of my old school mates. I'd like to introduce you two to Ginny Weasley, now Ginny Longbottom, Hanna Abbott, Susan Bones, Lavender Brown, the Patil twins – Pavarti and Padma, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, and Cho Chang. Two other people, Neville Longbottom, and Ernie McMillan are unable to be with us today, as they are in different meetings: Neville with the Order of the Phoenix, and Ernie with Lord Voldemorts (everyone except team Fallen flinches) Death Eaters," he said. "My fellow, or I should say former now, DA members, these two are Reiki 'Chikujin' Basara and Stacy 'Bombshell' Lawler, the other two who make up team Fallen. Reiki is my second in command, so whenever I can't be at a meeting, he'll be the one you answer to. Stacy is our teams tactical specialists and will be coordinating our strategies based on the information provided for us."
He paused to see if anyone had any questions. Seeing as no one did, Harry decided to continue.
"I will be deciding what roles each of you takes in this group by noting what your strengths and weaknesses are. I already have somewhat of an idea of what they are, as I also trained you in fifth year, however that was then, and some of those weaknesses and strengths might have changed, so in the next meeting, we'll have a brief refresher session after the normal meeting back at our base-"
"Hold on, we're taking them HOME!?" asked Stacy, apparently not agreeing with the idea.
"We have no choice Bombshell, the Sharp Edge isn't big enough or safe enough to have too many of these meetings. I'm already risking a lot by calling this meeting here in the first place. We have plenty of space to accommodate them all, and it's not as if they won't earn their keep. Which brings me to my next point."
Harry quickly paused to clear his sore throat. "I have been recently contacting my connections within the Unreal Ministry branch as well as Alkatraz prison-"
"Alkatraz? Don't you mean Azkaban?" asked Cho Chang.
"No. Actually, I never really stepped foot in Azkaban. There's a funny story behind that. Remind me to tell you later. But I'm getting off track," he said, looking at the shocked and stunned faces at this bit of news. 'So they never even knew… what kind of game is Voldemort playing at here…'
"Anyway, as I was saying, I've managed to make contact with my connections, and managed to get a rather large arsenal of all Unreal weapons, complete with an Infinite Ammunition charm on each and every one of them-"
"I assume you have them well hidden then? Cause if the Ministry catches us with Unreal weapons, and enchanted ones none-the-less, it's good by freedom, hello Azkaban," said Reiki.
"Don't worry about that right now, I have it handled. Anyway, the reason that I've taken so long in organizing this is because I've also been gathering some allies, mostly already retired Unreal teams, to help us in this." Harry then turned to Reiki and Stacy. "I think you two will like this, but I actually got team Thundercrash to help us."
Stacy and Reiki goggled at him, looking in utter disbelief at the news he had just dropped on them. "Your kidding, right?" asked Reiki.
"Team Thundercrash? The legendary team Thundercrash?" uttered Stacy.
"The very same Stacy-baby. The very same," said Harry, a huge grin on his face. He then turned to the group. "I think it's best to leave this meeting here. The rest of the information that I have is too delicate to be released here, and even though I had permission from the Ministry to have this place charmed, I'm not taking any chances. Now, I hoped that you guys all packed then?" Everyone nodded. "Good. Ginny, go and fetch Neville. Hanna, go get Ernie, and then come back here, where I'll be waiting. Chi, Bombshell, lead the rest of the group to base, then show them to their rooms. I'll call another meeting the day after next. Also, uh, Cho, do you know of anyone else in the Order ranks who would be willing to join us?"
Cho thought for a moment before answering, "Only three. The Weasley twins, and Hermione Granger. Remus Lupin also might, but he's a vague chance though."
He felt anger flare within him slightly at the mention of Hermione's name, but calmed it down quickly before it surfaced. "Very well, I'll see what I can do then. Dismissed."
Stacy and Reiki led the group of eight towards their flat while Ginny and Hanna went to meet their respective husband/boyfriend. Harry sat back down, pondering if he made the right choice by bringing them into this little game that he and old Voldie were playing. He pondered this until the girls came back with their men. Harry then filled them in on what they missed before leaving the Sharp Edge and leading them to the flat, hoping that he wouldn't regret this later.
Albus Dumbledore sat down in his office after another long meeting with the Order at Number 12, Grimauld Place. He sighed as he addressed Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody.
"You told me you wanted to see me after the meeting, Alastor?" said Dumbledore, in a casual voice.
"That I did Albus. I have some… unexpected news to share with you. You see, there's this new club/bar that opened recently not too far from the Leaky Cauldron. I was in there, having me a shot or two, when none other than Harry Potter walks in."
Dumbledore took a sharp intake of breath at the startling news. He stared at Moody in utter disbelief through his half-moon spectacles. "Are you sure it was Harry who you saw, Alastor? Are you positive it was him?"
"Right down to the bloody scar on his forehead," said Moody.
Dumbledore's expression was hard to read: relieved, worried, scarred, and excitement were a few of the new emotions shown on his face at the moment.
"If what you say is true, then I must track him down and try to make contact with him, or at least send him a letter. If he truly is out of Azkaban, as well as overage, I'm sure that he would most likely be an asset to the Order of the Phoenix, should he choose to join. Hopefully, Voldemort hasn't caught wind of this, so we might just have an advantage over him now."
He got up and went to where Fawkes was and started stroking the beautiful phoenix. "He's back old friend. He's actually back."
To Be Continued…