Chapter 1
The Order of the Phoenix
Mat had been working all day in the fields, plowing, it was hard work and the soil was poor. He and the other mugles of the world spent there days in hard labor so that the worlds wizards could eat and drink richly while they, well they might as well been animals. In fact that's exactly how most of the wizards had been brought up to believe. Mat tumbled onto his straw bed with the rest of his family, tomorrow would be a big day he had to make it unnoticed to the nearest Order of the Phoenix meeting place. He had over herd several of the Black guard talking. They had said that Malfoy was having an important meeting, all of the head Black gradus and Death Eaters would be there. He had almost lost his life just getting this piece of information. He had been mealy walking past the walled of stone seating area were the Black gradus ate and spent time talking over rather terrible things that Mat would have preferred not to think about. When he had over herd one of them saying that Osmar their areas head was going to a major gathering involving both the black grade and the Death Eaters. It was to be held in Azkaban castle in just a cupel more days. Mat shivered at the thought he had only seen Death Eaters on two occasions. On the first time that they came, that day all Mat and the rest of the muggles could here was desperate screams. When they left there were many Dark Grade and muggles that they never saw or herd from again. The second time, well that was after rumors of Order activity, they came looking for rebel Wizards, this of corse meant that even though the mugles had nothing to do with this, they suffered the most. This however had lead to Mats involvement with the order. He along with his new wizard friend Markus had convinced the rest of the order that if Mat could collect enough muggle support that they could help. Ever since he had been creeping around listening into Dark Guard conversations, in case any useful information came up. On this particular day he was rather unfortunate, he was listing so hard to there conversation that he didn't notice until it was to late that another member of the black guard had been watching. Before he could move the wizard had swooped down upon him and placed him under a full body bind. "What exactly do you think you are doing here muggle?" he had asked, his breath smelling of the sickly sweat aroma of meat and alcohol. Mat who hadn't tasted any in his lifetime could neither envy nor detest the thought of any of the luxuries the wizards had. "I'm sorry, your lordship. I am only a foolish muggle; I was on my way to the south field. I had stood on something and it made things uncomfortable, I only stoped to pull it out.I know I am not worthy to be in your presence. Please have mercy for I am only a muggle, I know I have no worth.. But I will work harder than ever and prove my worth you, oh great and powerful wizard and member of the black guard" Mat begged is face towards the ground, shacking with fear. The wizard luffed out of spiteful amusement. "You muggle are not worthy to have even a prickle in your foot. Me happy that it did not wither at your very filthy presence. Prove your worth; it seems that you have a lot to learn. You have no worth and you never will. I could kill you now and nothing and no one would care, fly's would lay there eggs on you, for that is the only worth you will ever have, to be consumed by nougats and I cant even surely say you are worthy of such a fate" with that the wizard released Mat before putting a painful curse on him that sent him to the ground from the agony. "Now get to work before I clean this world of you and your family". Mat didn't say anything he raised from the ground as fast as he could and ran. Still hugging his stomach from the pain he collapsed onto the ground.
Before the sun rose the next morning Mat got up and heeded out carefully and quietly through the fields. The order had created a hole in the Black guard's magical boundaries that only he knew about. He got to the edge of the field were things were clear, he would have to run the next 200 meters to the boundary's edge with out being seen. He squinted through the darkness; he could only just make out the outline of the two biggest trees between these to tress was a number of large boulders. Soon he would be in the forest, a place were no muggle would want to go even if they did escape. He peered around the corner of the tall growing wheat, I couldn't see anything, but then again all wizards were dressed in black you wouldn't be able to see them, but they could see you, all muggles had to were a light grey. He took one big breath and lunged into the open blackness, it had only been a few seconds but it felt like forever. He found the boulders. He searched around for a minute then spotted it, the hole, a small crake in one of the rocks, only just big enough for a person to fit through. I heaved him self on top of one of the smaller ones then leaped from that to the top of a taller one. The cold rock scaped against his skin as he squeezed through. He looked around him; he had been here only a few times before. The forest was deadly quiet. Half the trees were dead, every now and then he would here are rustle and he would have to force himself to stay calm and keep walking and this morning was just the same. As quietly as possible, as to go unnoticed by the dark creatures of the forest Mat moved on. Just as the sun was starting to peak its face over the horizon Mat found him self at the opening of a cave. He made his way into its dark and damp interior. To any one even a wizard this would seem like an ordinary cave, but it wasn't. Towards one of the sides about 50 meters into the cave mat cave to a small dent in the caves side as if some one had been hacking they're with a pyx. He knocked several times on a pressies place just above a little indent. He moved back a step and watched expectantly at the cave wall. Then the wall waved in then out as if a liquid and a face became clear. "Who wishes to pass?" it asked in a low growl "I do, Mat, muggle from the near by fields of Westridge fields" "Very well then Mat, muggle from the Westridge fields, enter" and with that the face caved in completely revealing a cave. That's strange thought matt, the tortures that usually stayed magically alit were out. He felt his way in; his face came in contact with several cobwebs as if no one had been there in months. Matt almost tumbled over a table that was lying on its side. CRAHS, he had just kicked into something glass breaking it. Suddenly the torches burst into life. What meat Mats eyes made him shudder, the inter place was in pieces. There were huge craters on every wall and all over the floor. It looked like a war had been fort. Mats stomach turned when I noticed the blood that had been used to write a message on the wall.
To all those who dear to defy the dark lord, Malfoy, this is the only way things will end with the blood of you and your families splattered on the walls. If you are reading this message your end is near.
Matt sank to his knees; this was once the order of the phoenix. Now it lay in ruins, all of them, Markus they would have been taken, tortured and eventually killed. He wiped the tear from his face. That wouldn't help, there was nothing he could do now, he didn't know how to get hold of any of the other order of the phoenix head quarters. A quite tap from behind him made him realise that he was not alone. Then he realised the message had said if you are reading this message your end is near he swerved around to see the bottom of a black clock, to here the sound of a swishing wand and a curse. Then all was black.
The Order of the Phoenix
Mat had been working all day in the fields, plowing, it was hard work and the soil was poor. He and the other mugles of the world spent there days in hard labor so that the worlds wizards could eat and drink richly while they, well they might as well been animals. In fact that's exactly how most of the wizards had been brought up to believe. Mat tumbled onto his straw bed with the rest of his family, tomorrow would be a big day he had to make it unnoticed to the nearest Order of the Phoenix meeting place. He had over herd several of the Black guard talking. They had said that Malfoy was having an important meeting, all of the head Black gradus and Death Eaters would be there. He had almost lost his life just getting this piece of information. He had been mealy walking past the walled of stone seating area were the Black gradus ate and spent time talking over rather terrible things that Mat would have preferred not to think about. When he had over herd one of them saying that Osmar their areas head was going to a major gathering involving both the black grade and the Death Eaters. It was to be held in Azkaban castle in just a cupel more days. Mat shivered at the thought he had only seen Death Eaters on two occasions. On the first time that they came, that day all Mat and the rest of the muggles could here was desperate screams. When they left there were many Dark Grade and muggles that they never saw or herd from again. The second time, well that was after rumors of Order activity, they came looking for rebel Wizards, this of corse meant that even though the mugles had nothing to do with this, they suffered the most. This however had lead to Mats involvement with the order. He along with his new wizard friend Markus had convinced the rest of the order that if Mat could collect enough muggle support that they could help. Ever since he had been creeping around listening into Dark Guard conversations, in case any useful information came up. On this particular day he was rather unfortunate, he was listing so hard to there conversation that he didn't notice until it was to late that another member of the black guard had been watching. Before he could move the wizard had swooped down upon him and placed him under a full body bind. "What exactly do you think you are doing here muggle?" he had asked, his breath smelling of the sickly sweat aroma of meat and alcohol. Mat who hadn't tasted any in his lifetime could neither envy nor detest the thought of any of the luxuries the wizards had. "I'm sorry, your lordship. I am only a foolish muggle; I was on my way to the south field. I had stood on something and it made things uncomfortable, I only stoped to pull it out.I know I am not worthy to be in your presence. Please have mercy for I am only a muggle, I know I have no worth.. But I will work harder than ever and prove my worth you, oh great and powerful wizard and member of the black guard" Mat begged is face towards the ground, shacking with fear. The wizard luffed out of spiteful amusement. "You muggle are not worthy to have even a prickle in your foot. Me happy that it did not wither at your very filthy presence. Prove your worth; it seems that you have a lot to learn. You have no worth and you never will. I could kill you now and nothing and no one would care, fly's would lay there eggs on you, for that is the only worth you will ever have, to be consumed by nougats and I cant even surely say you are worthy of such a fate" with that the wizard released Mat before putting a painful curse on him that sent him to the ground from the agony. "Now get to work before I clean this world of you and your family". Mat didn't say anything he raised from the ground as fast as he could and ran. Still hugging his stomach from the pain he collapsed onto the ground.
Before the sun rose the next morning Mat got up and heeded out carefully and quietly through the fields. The order had created a hole in the Black guard's magical boundaries that only he knew about. He got to the edge of the field were things were clear, he would have to run the next 200 meters to the boundary's edge with out being seen. He squinted through the darkness; he could only just make out the outline of the two biggest trees between these to tress was a number of large boulders. Soon he would be in the forest, a place were no muggle would want to go even if they did escape. He peered around the corner of the tall growing wheat, I couldn't see anything, but then again all wizards were dressed in black you wouldn't be able to see them, but they could see you, all muggles had to were a light grey. He took one big breath and lunged into the open blackness, it had only been a few seconds but it felt like forever. He found the boulders. He searched around for a minute then spotted it, the hole, a small crake in one of the rocks, only just big enough for a person to fit through. I heaved him self on top of one of the smaller ones then leaped from that to the top of a taller one. The cold rock scaped against his skin as he squeezed through. He looked around him; he had been here only a few times before. The forest was deadly quiet. Half the trees were dead, every now and then he would here are rustle and he would have to force himself to stay calm and keep walking and this morning was just the same. As quietly as possible, as to go unnoticed by the dark creatures of the forest Mat moved on. Just as the sun was starting to peak its face over the horizon Mat found him self at the opening of a cave. He made his way into its dark and damp interior. To any one even a wizard this would seem like an ordinary cave, but it wasn't. Towards one of the sides about 50 meters into the cave mat cave to a small dent in the caves side as if some one had been hacking they're with a pyx. He knocked several times on a pressies place just above a little indent. He moved back a step and watched expectantly at the cave wall. Then the wall waved in then out as if a liquid and a face became clear. "Who wishes to pass?" it asked in a low growl "I do, Mat, muggle from the near by fields of Westridge fields" "Very well then Mat, muggle from the Westridge fields, enter" and with that the face caved in completely revealing a cave. That's strange thought matt, the tortures that usually stayed magically alit were out. He felt his way in; his face came in contact with several cobwebs as if no one had been there in months. Matt almost tumbled over a table that was lying on its side. CRAHS, he had just kicked into something glass breaking it. Suddenly the torches burst into life. What meat Mats eyes made him shudder, the inter place was in pieces. There were huge craters on every wall and all over the floor. It looked like a war had been fort. Mats stomach turned when I noticed the blood that had been used to write a message on the wall.
To all those who dear to defy the dark lord, Malfoy, this is the only way things will end with the blood of you and your families splattered on the walls. If you are reading this message your end is near.
Matt sank to his knees; this was once the order of the phoenix. Now it lay in ruins, all of them, Markus they would have been taken, tortured and eventually killed. He wiped the tear from his face. That wouldn't help, there was nothing he could do now, he didn't know how to get hold of any of the other order of the phoenix head quarters. A quite tap from behind him made him realise that he was not alone. Then he realised the message had said if you are reading this message your end is near he swerved around to see the bottom of a black clock, to here the sound of a swishing wand and a curse. Then all was black.