Chapter 2: The Meeting

"What do you think Professor Dumbledore was talking about when he said that he wanted us to meet someone?" asked Ron as he stuffed a fork full of food into his mouth. Hermione gave him a look. "Ron, would it be so hard as to not talk with your mouth full. We don't want to know what your chewed up food looks like." Harry chuckled as Ron's ears went pink. "But," she continued, "to tell you the truth I really never could figure out Dumbledore's cryptic messages sometimes; Harry do you know who it could probably be?" He just shook his head no". Harry felt eyes on his back; he turned around and saw that no one had bothered turning their attention to him. His eyes fell on the platinum-blond sitting at the Slythern table, and their eyes locked.

They held the stare for a few moments, and then they broke at the same time. Harry turning back to Ron and Hemione; Draco turning back to his plate. *What was that about? Come to think about it, that's been happening lately.* And it had been to. Draco was having the same problem over at the Slythern. *What the hell is wrong with me? It seems that every time I turn around, I'm having a staring contest with Potter.* He thought as he finished off his food. He glanced up to see that his friends were getting up to leave. They must be getting ready for meeting. Draco glanced at his watch: 5:20; just enough time for him to get ready to look suitable.

They all agreed to meet in the main corridor in 30 minutes. "Man I'm nervous." said Ron as the made their way up the stairs. "Ah, don't worry Ron, nothing bad'll happen." reassured Harry. *At least I hope* he added to himself; though he said: "And besides, Dumbledore and all the other professors will be there. I highly doubt that Doumbledor will invite someone that would want to harm us into the castle." said Hermione. He looked at her and said "you do have a point. I just hope we don't get into any trouble." They had come to the right door when they heard a silky voice say, "I hope you don't either." They all spun around and came face to face with Snape.

"Hello Professor Snape," smiled Harry. Snape only glared and said "It seems you have learned the concept of being on time Mr. Potter." Then walked into the room leaving the door open for his students. The first thing that Harry noticed was his godfathers, Sirius Black - who had been proven innocent when Voldemort had been killed and his boyfriend Remus Lupin. "Harry!" exclaimed Sirius as he embraced him a crushing hug; on account of that they hadn't seen each other in about a month. Everyone in the room smiled; everyone except Snape. He really wasn't one for sappy moments. "So, how've you been Harry?" Sirius asked. Harry smiled at his godfather, "I've been ok." Just then Dumbledore through the side door, and took a seat at the only desk in the room while the professors sat in front of it. Black, Lupin, Harry, and his friends took their seats near the back. "I have called you here for 2 reasons. One, we will be having our planning metting (A/Ni jus needed something to call it). And second, we will be having a visitor that I all want you to meet. This would explain the presence of Mr. Potter and his friends." A pause. "Our visitor has a very important meaning for being here. Now let us begin.