Chapter Eight
Testing Trust
"Come on Harry dear! Ron, Fred, George, Mark, Bill, Charlie. Author!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked. Harry reached for his glasses and looked at her. Mrs. Weasley was standing in the door way, pink robes pulled over her night gown. "Get up! They will be here any moment."
"Who will be here women?" Bill asked, putting the pillow over his head.
"For our guests! And don't get that tone with me William!" Harry chuckled and got out of bed. The sheets flew up and fixed themselves perfectly. Charlie and Mr. Weasley did the same, not testing Molly. Once the twins and Ron where pushed out of bed, she left, closing the door with a snap.
"Who's coming dad?" Ron asked.
"Oh. it's a surprise." Mr. Weasley said winking as he made his way to the bathroom.
"Lovely!" Mark said clapping his hands and scurrying to change.
It seemed even with everyone scurrying around, they got nothing done. Kreacher started all the fires, dusted, mopped and vacuumed every room while Angel made a very delightful breakfast. By ten, everyone was in a foul mood; the "guests" weren't here yet. Angel smiled at all of them and made her way down the hall. "Where are you going?" Ginny asked, jumping up to follow her. Not finding anything else to do, Harry, Ron and Hermione tagged along.
"To an extra room." Angel said simply, moving pasted the living room and a very sulkily looking picture of Arebella.
"Wow! I didn't know you had an extra room, I barely know all the rooms." Ron said, catching up with Angel and Ginny.
Angel smiled again and continued on. Finally they reached the room. The doors, unlike all the others, where made of glass with blue pains. She threw the doors open. There was a pearly white fire place with dancing flames. The window was open and the see through white curtains were blowing. There was a baby blue couch and chairs along the wall and in the middle of the room of empty, just a carpet with the Black family crest. "Wow! This place is neat." Hermione said, touching the soft furniture.
Above the mantel there was a huge picture of a girl. She had long jet black hair, pale skin and hazel eyes. She looked just like Angel except a few deliberate mistakes; the girls' nose was slightly longer and her hazel eyes were not dead like Angel's. "Who is that?" Mark said, sliding into the room, pointing at the picture.
Angel jerked away from the picture that she had been staring at also. She moved across the room to a table and started fiddling with buttons on the radio. "Oh, her.that's my mum."
"Wow! Really?" Ron said, looking more intently at the picture, ". she looks just like you. except for the eyes. same color, but something different."
Harry wheeled around to look at her. Her eyes were just like his god father's. They were dead, killed, dying. There was a hint of laughter and dance in them when Sirius smiled, but it would disappear seconds later. And so it was with Angel.
Angel turned the nozzle on the stereo and a wizarding station came through. "GOOD MORNING ENGLAND! THIS IS LEE JORDAN WITH YOU AT TEN TEN."
"WOW! Lee's on radio!" Ron said with a chuckle. "Ole bloke!" Ron sat down on the couch and stared tapping his fingers to the song playing on the station. It was by the Witch Sisters or something.
Ginny flopped down beside Hermione. "Have you ever seen them? They dance. the Witch Sisters actually dance and sing. Most of the witch-stars just do silly magic tricks and stuff." Mark giggled and moved closer to Ginny, listen her talk about wizarding stars.
Harry sat down in a chair and just stared at the picture above the fire. "She was pretty wasn't she?" Angel said, sitting down next to him.
"Pretty as a Picture," Harry said, smiling at her. Angel hit him playfully in the arm.
Just then the door opened and a gust of wind blew into the house. "They're here!" Angel jumped out of her seat and ran to the front door. Ron switched off the radio and joined Ginny, Hermione, Harry and Mark in chasing after her.
When they reached the front the door was already closed. A girl with deep, chocolate brown hair and icy blue eyes was standing next to a smiling Dumbledore and a guy Angel had thrown herself around. Angel gave one more good squeeze on the man's neck and he did on her waist. By this time Charlie, Bill, Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George and Dung are all crammed into the entrance hall. Angel drew back, still keeping her hands on the boy's shoulders. He was at least a head taller than her. He has one eyebrow, icy blue eyes like the girls and a hook nose. "Victor." Hermione gasped.
Krum dropped his arms from around Angel and stared passed her, "Herm- own-nniny?"
"Krum?" Ron said breathlessly.
"Harry?" Krum said again looking at the faces in the room. "Angel did not tell me you vould be here."
"She didn't tell use you would be here either." Harry said, not believing his eyes. "You know each other?"
"Naturally Harry; we both went to Durmstrang, graduated together." Angel said brightly.
"Err. yes, very true." Krum said nodding. "Vis is my cousin, Miley Obalonsk." He said, pushing the girl in front of him.
"Err. hi." The girl said.
"Obalonsk, is your father Bulgier's Minister of Magic?" Hermione said, edging closer to the girl.
"Vhy, yes, yes he is." Miley said, now more comfortable. "You must be the Herm-own-nniny Victor talks about."
"Hermione. and yes, I guess I am." Hermione held her hand out and Miley shook it.
"Humm. well, what are we all doing here, let's got to the kitchen and have some lunch." Angel said and everyone smiled and filed down the hall way. Angel went to grab Krum's and Miley's suit cases.
"No, Angel, I vill help you." Krum said, taking the suit case from her.
"There's no need Victor." And with that Angel snatched back the bags and was off up stairs.
"Spunky that one is." Krum said plainly. And he walked with Harry, Ron, Hermione and Mark down the hall.
They entered the kitchen and sat down. Krum took a seat by Miley, Hermione by him and Ron leaning over; ease dropping on Hermione's and Krum's conversation. Harry sat next to Ron, rolling his eyes and smiling slightly. Angel was next to him, talking to Charlie softly and smiling. Ron was leaned over in front of Hermione, smiling and nodding as Krum spoke. Hermione kicked his knee and his face went red. "OW!" Ron hissed.
"What were you saying Victor?" Hermione said sweetly, ignoring Ron. Miley leaned forward and smiled at Ron. Ron's ears went pink and he leaned back.
Just then Fred and George sat down on either side of Angel, draping their arms over her shoulder. "So, what's up with you and Vickie?" Fred said shrilly.
"Yeah, what's up?" George added mockingly.
Angel smiled, "Nothing, he's like my best friend; only descent guy at Durmstrang."
"So you don't have the hots for Mr. Quidditch over here?" Bill said, jabbing his finger toward Krum.
"No!" Angel yelled laughing. The Weasley brothers all burst out laughing. Their faces turning so bright red that their hair blended with their face.
"BUTTON DOWN THE HACHES BOYS!" screamed a voice from the hall. The kitchen was kicked open and Tonks stood in the frame, leading a parade of people. "HOGWARTS STAFF IS IN TOWN!"
All the Weasley's wiped a smile off their face and grunted as though hit in the stomach. Hermione grinned wider looking to the door as teachers filed in. McGonagall was dressed in a green flowerily dress, her hair in her normal tight bun; Professor Sprout was wearing brown slacks, a red t- shirt and a flowery hat; Flickwick was dressed in shorts and a tank top with a baseball hat pulled over his head; Professor Trelawney looked as though she stepped out of the 70's. big bell bottoms, tied-dyed shirt and big goofy sun glasses and then their was Binns drifting along sheepishly, Hagrid, bending down to get underneath the door frame, then Firenze, prancing about, smiling at everyone and a bunch of silly looking witches and wizards Harry barely knew. Angel smiled at all them, waving delightfully at Firenze and Professor Trelawney. And last in the crowd was Snape, wearing faded jeans and a black shirt. He looked the meanest of the bunch. He leaned against the frame as the other teacher took a seat at the magically extended table. Snape studied the room. He stared at each face, glaring at that person's eyes till they got scared and turned away. Then his eyes fell on Harry, Harry jumped his hand to his scar. The late Occlumency lesson with him came to mind. all the pain he remembered and all the hate Snape gave him. Snape moved his eyes to Angel. For a second, Harry swore he saw a smile twitch on Snape's lips.
"Well, don't be a party pooper Severus, join us." Angel said, noticing him looking at her. Snape nodded and took a seat next to McGonagall.
Just then Krum leaned across Hermione, Ron and Harry. "Pst. Angel.Is he okay?" He asked, pointing a shaking finger at Snape; his greasy hair falling into his eyes.
"Of course; why?" Angel answered leaning toward him.
"Because I hear them talking avout a Severus sometimes." Krum hissed.
"Oh, well, he's like us." Angel said smiling. She leaned back and started talking to Dung happily.
"What was that about?" Ron whispered in Harry's ear.
"No clue. but something's fishy." Harry said.
It was about fifteen minutes later till they had another interruption. Mrs. Weasley, Tonks and Angel had all gotten up to fix sandwiches for everyone. (Angel and Tonks were racing to see who could fix the most.) Everyone was laughing and having a good time; Dung, Charlie and little Professor Flickwick bet on who would win, Angel or Tonks. Mad Eye bounded into the door, much like Tonks did. He had Kingsley and Dedulus at his heals. For the first time, Mad Eye was smiling, and it wasn't a forced smile, it was a full smile and a warm one if possible on his face. "Whelp." He said, getting to whole room to turn to him. "That's a count for. oh let's see.. 24 new members."
"What?" Mr. Weasley screamed jumping up. "How's you get 24?"
"The whole Aurora Headquarters singed up this morning." Kingsley said smiling.
Dedulus jumped from behind them and popped the cork of some soda water meaning for it the waterfall, but it was still. "Hey?" He said irritably. "Muggles can do it." He put the bottle to his eyes, just than it exploded in his face leaving his dirty blond hair glued to his face and the front of his robes soaking wet. "Weasleys.." He said. He threw the bottle on the ground and made a go for Fred and George who jumped up from the table and started running around.
Mrs. Weasley laid plates of sandwiches down on the table before sitting down. Dedulus, Fred and George continued to run around the table, Fred and George giggling and shrieking every once and while. "Will we be able to hold 24 more members? We already have the Hogwarts staff here for the meeting tonight." Bill said, tripping George with his foot.
"Of course we will!" Mad Eye said loudly. "We have a damn smart house owner on our hands." He patted Angel on the back. "Down stairs can be divided into offices. Auroras, Hogwarts, storage, Grand Assembly and hell, even a kitchen I dear say."
"Yeah, that would work. Instead of everything and everyone in one place. spread it out." Angel nodded. "Why didn't we think of that before?"
"Because he didn't have roughly 100 members before." Charlie said, poking Angel in the side.
Angel hit him across the crest. "Kreacher," she yelled while leaving the room. "Kreacher I need you for." The door shut.
"Way to go Mad Eye, you got the child on a project, we won't see her for a week." Tonks said though laughing.
"Yeah we will," Mad Eye grunted. "She only buried herself in projects before because she didn't want to be bothered. This is different." Harry remembered when Angel looked herself up in the Black Family room for a week, she was hiding from Mrs. Weasley. and perhaps the whole house was one big project. hiding from Sirius's death, the Malfoys. her life. *
The next day Harry woke up when he wanted to. Ron was already up. Everyone had stayed the night last night and the room had extended to have around 40 beds in the room. But, only the ones with him, Mark and Ron were full. Harry pushed Ron out of bed and went down stairs for lunch. Everyone was gone, well mostly. Mostly everyone went to the Ministry, if it wasn't for work. like the auras and Mr. Weasley they went for Mr. Diggory's trail. Angel was going to defend him since no one else would.
Ginny and Hermione were at the kitchen table playing chess when Harry sat down. "Where did Vicky go?" Ron said nastily.
"I don't know. why you like him?" Hermione said slyly.
Ron grew red and took a plate of food and sat down. Miley walked into the room next. "Do you all under stand how bad this stinks? Just because my vather is Minister of Magic in Bulgaria, I can't leave the house in Britain! Vhy move me?" She flopped down beside Ron.
"They just want you to be safe, that's all." Ginny said, moving her pawn.
"Ugh!" Miley puffed. Ron choked on food for trying to laugh. "And vhat iv so vunny?" She asked Ron in an anger tone.
"Anuffin" he said through a mouth full of food.
Harry shook his head, got up and served himself. The six of them (Mark included) spent the day lounging. Mrs. Weasley and Kreacher would appear every now and then, but would retreat downstairs to the Order. Harry beat Ron for the first time in chess, only after Ron beat him a dozen times before; they taught Mark how to play Exploding Snap and they gave Miley some of Fred and George's treats, which she was not pleased with.
Finally at five o'clock, Charlie, Angel, Rachel, Bill and Victor came back. Rachel rushed down stairs the Order and start screaming at Mrs. Weasley, almost peeling in her pants with glee. Bill and Charlie challenged each other to chess and barrowed Ron's chess set. Mark, Ginny and Miley watched. It wasn't just a chess game though; every time a piece got taken away they had to share a really embarrassing story or detail about them. Ginny almost wet herself with giggles when Charlie described his first kiss. Hermione, Ron and Harry sat at the opposite end of the table from the game. in between the game and Angel and Victor.
Victor and Angel started getting mad with each other. Victor's face fell into a murderous stare and Angel's face looked like it did when she yelled at Mrs. Weasley. They were talking under tone, hissing at each other. Harry caught some words, but couldn't put them together. "Not here!" Angel said, more clearly than before. Victor gave her another death stare, seized her upper arm and drug her out of the room. Harry turn to look at Ron and Hermione, they were watching too. The game didn't stop though; they were having too much fun to realize what was going on.
Quietly, Hermione, Ron and Harry followed after Angel and Krum. They hadn't gotten too far, just into the living room. "Vhat do you mean you broke the agreement with Pettigrev?" Victor shouted.
"I had too; he was going to kill Harry." Angel said sternly.
"He Vas our link!" Victor said, he voice getting louder.
"But we have no link if Harry is dead dim wit!" Angel said.
"Vou..vou better be lucky there are people in this house or. or I. or I vould." Victor tripped over words.
"Or you'd what? Huh? What would you do Krum? Kill me?" Angel said pacing around Krum now.
"Of course not, but I'd hurt you!" Krum hissed. "You can't do that! Ve've vorked to hard to get avay!"
"WE ARE AWAY! WE GOT AWAY! WE'RE HERE AREN'T WE?" Angel screamed, holding her hands up in the air.
"Yes, but you're still doing the vork." Victor hissed. "You're going behind enemies lines here."
"So, what business is it of yours?" Angel hissed, dropping her arm.
"I'm just making sure your okay." Krum said, dropping his voice and sound more sincere.
"I've taken care of myself for 15 years. I think I can manage now!" Angel said rudely.
"Angel." Krum trailed off. "You can't risk all fis for him. He's dead."
"HE ISN'T DEAD! HE DOESN'T DIE THAT EASILY!" Angel yelled, turning on Krum.
"Come of it, you just von't let him die." Krum said sweetly, trying to calm her.
"How can I let him die if he's not dead?" Angel hissed.
"Let him die."
"No."
"Let go."
"I won't hear of it."
"Angel."
"Victor."
"Fine, he's not dead, are you happy? Come on; let's see if Veasley needs any help down stairs." Krum said, guiding her the way to the Order.
"Fine," Angel huffed, ripping her arm from his grip.
"Go Angel, Go Angel." Ron sung circling his arms in front of him. "She pushed Victor away!" He hissed at Hermione who stepped on his toe. "Ouch Hermione!"
"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked noticing Harry staring off into space.
Agreement with Wormtail. he, Harry, was their link. Krum and Angel just like Snape. Angel not letting anyone in her room. Angel going behind enemy lines. it was too much. Without answering Hermione, Harry took off up stairs, Ron and Hermione following him confused. "Harry. mate. where you going?" Ron asked, running behind him. Harry didn't look back or answer. He got to the landing and sprinted down the hall to Angel's bed room. He reached for the door knob. "Harry don't!" Ron dove and tackled Harry to the floor.
"Geeoff me!" Harry yelled pushing Ron away.
"What are you doing?" Hermione squealed stopping in front of them.
"Don't you think it's odd that she and Victor are so close? That they are just like Snape and she's making agreement with Wormtail." Harry looked at their faces.
"They might mean something else though Harry." Hermione said girlishly.
"Then why doesn't she let anyone go in her room, huh? She has to be hiding something." Harry said, pointing at the door.
"Harry, you have to trust her." Ron said shrugging. "Dumbledore does."
"Yeah, if Dumbledore does, than she has to be okay.when has Dumbledore been wrong?" Hermione said, nodding her head.
"He's been wrong LAODS of times, and since when has his trust really mattered." Harry yelled.
"What are you talking about mate?" Ron asked, dumb struck.
"He trusted Wormtail. and he ended up betraying my parents." Harry said shaking.
"One time Harry." Hermione said sweetly.
Harry grew red. "HE TRURTS A CONFIDED MURDER, A DEATH EATET, A WEREWOLF, A MALFOY, THE BULGARIAN MINISTRY'S DAUGHTER, A SQUIB AND A ROBBER, BUT HE CAN'T TRUST ME! SO EXCUSE ME IF ALBUS DULMBLEDORE'S TRUST DOESN'T MEAN A WHOLE LOT TO ME!" Harry shouted.
Hermione and Ron were speechless. "He does trust you." Ron trailed off.
"No he doesn't." Harry said impatiently. "He didn't trust me with the truth for 5 years of my life, he didn't trust to look me in the eyes last year and be alone with me! He didn't trust me, but he throws his trust out there for everyone else!" As soon as he said it, he was ashamed, but it was true.
"But Harry." Hermione started, but stopped.
"Harry, you know that's not true." Ron said, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Oh do I?" Harry jobbed back.
"Yes, I believe you do." Said a mystifying voice behind them. They all jumped around the see Albus Dumbledore striding toward them. Harry grew red. He had heard everything. "Harry you trust even when you're not suppose to. If you didn't trust me you couldn't have called Fawks to you when you were in the Chamber or Secrets, you wouldn't have stood by me all those times before. and you trust me merrily because I trusted Sirius."
"Yes sir," Harry said to his feet, only half believing his words.
"Now, I assure you Angel isn't hiding anything, it's just that's her room. sort of. and she doesn't want people snooping around."
"Yes sir," Harry mumbled again.
"Now that that's understood, let's go have some dinner." Dumbledore smiled and led the way down stairs.
"Come on Harry dear! Ron, Fred, George, Mark, Bill, Charlie. Author!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked. Harry reached for his glasses and looked at her. Mrs. Weasley was standing in the door way, pink robes pulled over her night gown. "Get up! They will be here any moment."
"Who will be here women?" Bill asked, putting the pillow over his head.
"For our guests! And don't get that tone with me William!" Harry chuckled and got out of bed. The sheets flew up and fixed themselves perfectly. Charlie and Mr. Weasley did the same, not testing Molly. Once the twins and Ron where pushed out of bed, she left, closing the door with a snap.
"Who's coming dad?" Ron asked.
"Oh. it's a surprise." Mr. Weasley said winking as he made his way to the bathroom.
"Lovely!" Mark said clapping his hands and scurrying to change.
It seemed even with everyone scurrying around, they got nothing done. Kreacher started all the fires, dusted, mopped and vacuumed every room while Angel made a very delightful breakfast. By ten, everyone was in a foul mood; the "guests" weren't here yet. Angel smiled at all of them and made her way down the hall. "Where are you going?" Ginny asked, jumping up to follow her. Not finding anything else to do, Harry, Ron and Hermione tagged along.
"To an extra room." Angel said simply, moving pasted the living room and a very sulkily looking picture of Arebella.
"Wow! I didn't know you had an extra room, I barely know all the rooms." Ron said, catching up with Angel and Ginny.
Angel smiled again and continued on. Finally they reached the room. The doors, unlike all the others, where made of glass with blue pains. She threw the doors open. There was a pearly white fire place with dancing flames. The window was open and the see through white curtains were blowing. There was a baby blue couch and chairs along the wall and in the middle of the room of empty, just a carpet with the Black family crest. "Wow! This place is neat." Hermione said, touching the soft furniture.
Above the mantel there was a huge picture of a girl. She had long jet black hair, pale skin and hazel eyes. She looked just like Angel except a few deliberate mistakes; the girls' nose was slightly longer and her hazel eyes were not dead like Angel's. "Who is that?" Mark said, sliding into the room, pointing at the picture.
Angel jerked away from the picture that she had been staring at also. She moved across the room to a table and started fiddling with buttons on the radio. "Oh, her.that's my mum."
"Wow! Really?" Ron said, looking more intently at the picture, ". she looks just like you. except for the eyes. same color, but something different."
Harry wheeled around to look at her. Her eyes were just like his god father's. They were dead, killed, dying. There was a hint of laughter and dance in them when Sirius smiled, but it would disappear seconds later. And so it was with Angel.
Angel turned the nozzle on the stereo and a wizarding station came through. "GOOD MORNING ENGLAND! THIS IS LEE JORDAN WITH YOU AT TEN TEN."
"WOW! Lee's on radio!" Ron said with a chuckle. "Ole bloke!" Ron sat down on the couch and stared tapping his fingers to the song playing on the station. It was by the Witch Sisters or something.
Ginny flopped down beside Hermione. "Have you ever seen them? They dance. the Witch Sisters actually dance and sing. Most of the witch-stars just do silly magic tricks and stuff." Mark giggled and moved closer to Ginny, listen her talk about wizarding stars.
Harry sat down in a chair and just stared at the picture above the fire. "She was pretty wasn't she?" Angel said, sitting down next to him.
"Pretty as a Picture," Harry said, smiling at her. Angel hit him playfully in the arm.
Just then the door opened and a gust of wind blew into the house. "They're here!" Angel jumped out of her seat and ran to the front door. Ron switched off the radio and joined Ginny, Hermione, Harry and Mark in chasing after her.
When they reached the front the door was already closed. A girl with deep, chocolate brown hair and icy blue eyes was standing next to a smiling Dumbledore and a guy Angel had thrown herself around. Angel gave one more good squeeze on the man's neck and he did on her waist. By this time Charlie, Bill, Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George and Dung are all crammed into the entrance hall. Angel drew back, still keeping her hands on the boy's shoulders. He was at least a head taller than her. He has one eyebrow, icy blue eyes like the girls and a hook nose. "Victor." Hermione gasped.
Krum dropped his arms from around Angel and stared passed her, "Herm- own-nniny?"
"Krum?" Ron said breathlessly.
"Harry?" Krum said again looking at the faces in the room. "Angel did not tell me you vould be here."
"She didn't tell use you would be here either." Harry said, not believing his eyes. "You know each other?"
"Naturally Harry; we both went to Durmstrang, graduated together." Angel said brightly.
"Err. yes, very true." Krum said nodding. "Vis is my cousin, Miley Obalonsk." He said, pushing the girl in front of him.
"Err. hi." The girl said.
"Obalonsk, is your father Bulgier's Minister of Magic?" Hermione said, edging closer to the girl.
"Vhy, yes, yes he is." Miley said, now more comfortable. "You must be the Herm-own-nniny Victor talks about."
"Hermione. and yes, I guess I am." Hermione held her hand out and Miley shook it.
"Humm. well, what are we all doing here, let's got to the kitchen and have some lunch." Angel said and everyone smiled and filed down the hall way. Angel went to grab Krum's and Miley's suit cases.
"No, Angel, I vill help you." Krum said, taking the suit case from her.
"There's no need Victor." And with that Angel snatched back the bags and was off up stairs.
"Spunky that one is." Krum said plainly. And he walked with Harry, Ron, Hermione and Mark down the hall.
They entered the kitchen and sat down. Krum took a seat by Miley, Hermione by him and Ron leaning over; ease dropping on Hermione's and Krum's conversation. Harry sat next to Ron, rolling his eyes and smiling slightly. Angel was next to him, talking to Charlie softly and smiling. Ron was leaned over in front of Hermione, smiling and nodding as Krum spoke. Hermione kicked his knee and his face went red. "OW!" Ron hissed.
"What were you saying Victor?" Hermione said sweetly, ignoring Ron. Miley leaned forward and smiled at Ron. Ron's ears went pink and he leaned back.
Just then Fred and George sat down on either side of Angel, draping their arms over her shoulder. "So, what's up with you and Vickie?" Fred said shrilly.
"Yeah, what's up?" George added mockingly.
Angel smiled, "Nothing, he's like my best friend; only descent guy at Durmstrang."
"So you don't have the hots for Mr. Quidditch over here?" Bill said, jabbing his finger toward Krum.
"No!" Angel yelled laughing. The Weasley brothers all burst out laughing. Their faces turning so bright red that their hair blended with their face.
"BUTTON DOWN THE HACHES BOYS!" screamed a voice from the hall. The kitchen was kicked open and Tonks stood in the frame, leading a parade of people. "HOGWARTS STAFF IS IN TOWN!"
All the Weasley's wiped a smile off their face and grunted as though hit in the stomach. Hermione grinned wider looking to the door as teachers filed in. McGonagall was dressed in a green flowerily dress, her hair in her normal tight bun; Professor Sprout was wearing brown slacks, a red t- shirt and a flowery hat; Flickwick was dressed in shorts and a tank top with a baseball hat pulled over his head; Professor Trelawney looked as though she stepped out of the 70's. big bell bottoms, tied-dyed shirt and big goofy sun glasses and then their was Binns drifting along sheepishly, Hagrid, bending down to get underneath the door frame, then Firenze, prancing about, smiling at everyone and a bunch of silly looking witches and wizards Harry barely knew. Angel smiled at all them, waving delightfully at Firenze and Professor Trelawney. And last in the crowd was Snape, wearing faded jeans and a black shirt. He looked the meanest of the bunch. He leaned against the frame as the other teacher took a seat at the magically extended table. Snape studied the room. He stared at each face, glaring at that person's eyes till they got scared and turned away. Then his eyes fell on Harry, Harry jumped his hand to his scar. The late Occlumency lesson with him came to mind. all the pain he remembered and all the hate Snape gave him. Snape moved his eyes to Angel. For a second, Harry swore he saw a smile twitch on Snape's lips.
"Well, don't be a party pooper Severus, join us." Angel said, noticing him looking at her. Snape nodded and took a seat next to McGonagall.
Just then Krum leaned across Hermione, Ron and Harry. "Pst. Angel.Is he okay?" He asked, pointing a shaking finger at Snape; his greasy hair falling into his eyes.
"Of course; why?" Angel answered leaning toward him.
"Because I hear them talking avout a Severus sometimes." Krum hissed.
"Oh, well, he's like us." Angel said smiling. She leaned back and started talking to Dung happily.
"What was that about?" Ron whispered in Harry's ear.
"No clue. but something's fishy." Harry said.
It was about fifteen minutes later till they had another interruption. Mrs. Weasley, Tonks and Angel had all gotten up to fix sandwiches for everyone. (Angel and Tonks were racing to see who could fix the most.) Everyone was laughing and having a good time; Dung, Charlie and little Professor Flickwick bet on who would win, Angel or Tonks. Mad Eye bounded into the door, much like Tonks did. He had Kingsley and Dedulus at his heals. For the first time, Mad Eye was smiling, and it wasn't a forced smile, it was a full smile and a warm one if possible on his face. "Whelp." He said, getting to whole room to turn to him. "That's a count for. oh let's see.. 24 new members."
"What?" Mr. Weasley screamed jumping up. "How's you get 24?"
"The whole Aurora Headquarters singed up this morning." Kingsley said smiling.
Dedulus jumped from behind them and popped the cork of some soda water meaning for it the waterfall, but it was still. "Hey?" He said irritably. "Muggles can do it." He put the bottle to his eyes, just than it exploded in his face leaving his dirty blond hair glued to his face and the front of his robes soaking wet. "Weasleys.." He said. He threw the bottle on the ground and made a go for Fred and George who jumped up from the table and started running around.
Mrs. Weasley laid plates of sandwiches down on the table before sitting down. Dedulus, Fred and George continued to run around the table, Fred and George giggling and shrieking every once and while. "Will we be able to hold 24 more members? We already have the Hogwarts staff here for the meeting tonight." Bill said, tripping George with his foot.
"Of course we will!" Mad Eye said loudly. "We have a damn smart house owner on our hands." He patted Angel on the back. "Down stairs can be divided into offices. Auroras, Hogwarts, storage, Grand Assembly and hell, even a kitchen I dear say."
"Yeah, that would work. Instead of everything and everyone in one place. spread it out." Angel nodded. "Why didn't we think of that before?"
"Because he didn't have roughly 100 members before." Charlie said, poking Angel in the side.
Angel hit him across the crest. "Kreacher," she yelled while leaving the room. "Kreacher I need you for." The door shut.
"Way to go Mad Eye, you got the child on a project, we won't see her for a week." Tonks said though laughing.
"Yeah we will," Mad Eye grunted. "She only buried herself in projects before because she didn't want to be bothered. This is different." Harry remembered when Angel looked herself up in the Black Family room for a week, she was hiding from Mrs. Weasley. and perhaps the whole house was one big project. hiding from Sirius's death, the Malfoys. her life. *
The next day Harry woke up when he wanted to. Ron was already up. Everyone had stayed the night last night and the room had extended to have around 40 beds in the room. But, only the ones with him, Mark and Ron were full. Harry pushed Ron out of bed and went down stairs for lunch. Everyone was gone, well mostly. Mostly everyone went to the Ministry, if it wasn't for work. like the auras and Mr. Weasley they went for Mr. Diggory's trail. Angel was going to defend him since no one else would.
Ginny and Hermione were at the kitchen table playing chess when Harry sat down. "Where did Vicky go?" Ron said nastily.
"I don't know. why you like him?" Hermione said slyly.
Ron grew red and took a plate of food and sat down. Miley walked into the room next. "Do you all under stand how bad this stinks? Just because my vather is Minister of Magic in Bulgaria, I can't leave the house in Britain! Vhy move me?" She flopped down beside Ron.
"They just want you to be safe, that's all." Ginny said, moving her pawn.
"Ugh!" Miley puffed. Ron choked on food for trying to laugh. "And vhat iv so vunny?" She asked Ron in an anger tone.
"Anuffin" he said through a mouth full of food.
Harry shook his head, got up and served himself. The six of them (Mark included) spent the day lounging. Mrs. Weasley and Kreacher would appear every now and then, but would retreat downstairs to the Order. Harry beat Ron for the first time in chess, only after Ron beat him a dozen times before; they taught Mark how to play Exploding Snap and they gave Miley some of Fred and George's treats, which she was not pleased with.
Finally at five o'clock, Charlie, Angel, Rachel, Bill and Victor came back. Rachel rushed down stairs the Order and start screaming at Mrs. Weasley, almost peeling in her pants with glee. Bill and Charlie challenged each other to chess and barrowed Ron's chess set. Mark, Ginny and Miley watched. It wasn't just a chess game though; every time a piece got taken away they had to share a really embarrassing story or detail about them. Ginny almost wet herself with giggles when Charlie described his first kiss. Hermione, Ron and Harry sat at the opposite end of the table from the game. in between the game and Angel and Victor.
Victor and Angel started getting mad with each other. Victor's face fell into a murderous stare and Angel's face looked like it did when she yelled at Mrs. Weasley. They were talking under tone, hissing at each other. Harry caught some words, but couldn't put them together. "Not here!" Angel said, more clearly than before. Victor gave her another death stare, seized her upper arm and drug her out of the room. Harry turn to look at Ron and Hermione, they were watching too. The game didn't stop though; they were having too much fun to realize what was going on.
Quietly, Hermione, Ron and Harry followed after Angel and Krum. They hadn't gotten too far, just into the living room. "Vhat do you mean you broke the agreement with Pettigrev?" Victor shouted.
"I had too; he was going to kill Harry." Angel said sternly.
"He Vas our link!" Victor said, he voice getting louder.
"But we have no link if Harry is dead dim wit!" Angel said.
"Vou..vou better be lucky there are people in this house or. or I. or I vould." Victor tripped over words.
"Or you'd what? Huh? What would you do Krum? Kill me?" Angel said pacing around Krum now.
"Of course not, but I'd hurt you!" Krum hissed. "You can't do that! Ve've vorked to hard to get avay!"
"WE ARE AWAY! WE GOT AWAY! WE'RE HERE AREN'T WE?" Angel screamed, holding her hands up in the air.
"Yes, but you're still doing the vork." Victor hissed. "You're going behind enemies lines here."
"So, what business is it of yours?" Angel hissed, dropping her arm.
"I'm just making sure your okay." Krum said, dropping his voice and sound more sincere.
"I've taken care of myself for 15 years. I think I can manage now!" Angel said rudely.
"Angel." Krum trailed off. "You can't risk all fis for him. He's dead."
"HE ISN'T DEAD! HE DOESN'T DIE THAT EASILY!" Angel yelled, turning on Krum.
"Come of it, you just von't let him die." Krum said sweetly, trying to calm her.
"How can I let him die if he's not dead?" Angel hissed.
"Let him die."
"No."
"Let go."
"I won't hear of it."
"Angel."
"Victor."
"Fine, he's not dead, are you happy? Come on; let's see if Veasley needs any help down stairs." Krum said, guiding her the way to the Order.
"Fine," Angel huffed, ripping her arm from his grip.
"Go Angel, Go Angel." Ron sung circling his arms in front of him. "She pushed Victor away!" He hissed at Hermione who stepped on his toe. "Ouch Hermione!"
"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked noticing Harry staring off into space.
Agreement with Wormtail. he, Harry, was their link. Krum and Angel just like Snape. Angel not letting anyone in her room. Angel going behind enemy lines. it was too much. Without answering Hermione, Harry took off up stairs, Ron and Hermione following him confused. "Harry. mate. where you going?" Ron asked, running behind him. Harry didn't look back or answer. He got to the landing and sprinted down the hall to Angel's bed room. He reached for the door knob. "Harry don't!" Ron dove and tackled Harry to the floor.
"Geeoff me!" Harry yelled pushing Ron away.
"What are you doing?" Hermione squealed stopping in front of them.
"Don't you think it's odd that she and Victor are so close? That they are just like Snape and she's making agreement with Wormtail." Harry looked at their faces.
"They might mean something else though Harry." Hermione said girlishly.
"Then why doesn't she let anyone go in her room, huh? She has to be hiding something." Harry said, pointing at the door.
"Harry, you have to trust her." Ron said shrugging. "Dumbledore does."
"Yeah, if Dumbledore does, than she has to be okay.when has Dumbledore been wrong?" Hermione said, nodding her head.
"He's been wrong LAODS of times, and since when has his trust really mattered." Harry yelled.
"What are you talking about mate?" Ron asked, dumb struck.
"He trusted Wormtail. and he ended up betraying my parents." Harry said shaking.
"One time Harry." Hermione said sweetly.
Harry grew red. "HE TRURTS A CONFIDED MURDER, A DEATH EATET, A WEREWOLF, A MALFOY, THE BULGARIAN MINISTRY'S DAUGHTER, A SQUIB AND A ROBBER, BUT HE CAN'T TRUST ME! SO EXCUSE ME IF ALBUS DULMBLEDORE'S TRUST DOESN'T MEAN A WHOLE LOT TO ME!" Harry shouted.
Hermione and Ron were speechless. "He does trust you." Ron trailed off.
"No he doesn't." Harry said impatiently. "He didn't trust me with the truth for 5 years of my life, he didn't trust to look me in the eyes last year and be alone with me! He didn't trust me, but he throws his trust out there for everyone else!" As soon as he said it, he was ashamed, but it was true.
"But Harry." Hermione started, but stopped.
"Harry, you know that's not true." Ron said, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Oh do I?" Harry jobbed back.
"Yes, I believe you do." Said a mystifying voice behind them. They all jumped around the see Albus Dumbledore striding toward them. Harry grew red. He had heard everything. "Harry you trust even when you're not suppose to. If you didn't trust me you couldn't have called Fawks to you when you were in the Chamber or Secrets, you wouldn't have stood by me all those times before. and you trust me merrily because I trusted Sirius."
"Yes sir," Harry said to his feet, only half believing his words.
"Now, I assure you Angel isn't hiding anything, it's just that's her room. sort of. and she doesn't want people snooping around."
"Yes sir," Harry mumbled again.
"Now that that's understood, let's go have some dinner." Dumbledore smiled and led the way down stairs.