At the Meeting of the Order of the Phoenix
'Professor Lupin!' Terry called through the old house and raced through it. He wasn't in the kitchen, he wasn't in the dinning room, where was he-
'Terry?' he asked, coming out of the sitting room.
'Professor!' she said, relieved, and raced over to him. 'Professor, something's wrong, the twins didn't come to work today and I went over to their house and no one was there, and I don't know what happened to them!' she said this so fast that it sounded more gibberish than anything, and Lupin put his hands up.
'Slow down, Terry, slow down and tell me what's wrong.' Terry sighed, and dropped her head.
'I went to work this morning.'
'Yes…'
'And the twins weren't there. I went to their house, and it looked like they just jumped up at breakfast. There wasn't any struggle, and I waited a few minutes and didn't find anything. I don't know what happened to them, but it's nothing good,' she finished, and Lupin stood there, pondering. How could he be so calm? It was starting to get disgusting.
'I'll owl Dumbledore, he'll know exactly what to do,' Remus went straight to the study and did just that, sending the owl out quickly. He came back out to the hall to find Terry pacing nervously, wringing her hands together. 'You need to calm down,' he said soothingly, and put his hand on her shoulder. 'Come on now, I think a cup of tea is just what you need.'
Tea? Now? Was that his solution to every bloody little thing?
'Are you mad?' she exclaimed, throwing his hand off her shoulder. 'They could very well be dying, and you suggest a 'spot of tea!'' She said sarcastically and tipped her hand as if daintily holding a teacup.
'I think you'll find it helps,' he said, and went his way into the kitchen. She looked around the house, and threw up her hands.
'Fine! Tea it is, then,' she said, and followed him. She slumped into a chair as he opened the cupboard and got out two teacups, and put tea over the stove. 'Professor, how the hell can you stay so calm?' she muttered, and he shrugged.
'I've been through many things in my life, Terry,' he said, and sat across from her. 'I was bitten when I was seven, went many years with out the Wolfsbane, attempted suicide at age ten, was quite poor for over ten years and when I finally was given a chance at a job, I resigned, and lost two of my closest friends at different intervals of that time. I've learned to take things as they come. Being rational is much more effective than not being so.' He said, and she dropped her head on the table. He poured her some hot water and put a bag of tea leaves in front of her. She took a bit and put it in the hot water and watched them in the water.
'Yes, well according to my cup I'm going to die today anyway,' she said, raising an eyebrow.
'Oh? Trelawny wearing off on you?'
'No, I was just guessing.'
'Well, I doubt that will happen,' Lupin said as his owl came back with another letter. 'Ah, thank you, Romulus,' he said, and the bird clicked happily as Lupin opened the note. Terry sat on the edge of the seat as he read it, and he put it on the table in front of her, 'read it if you'd like,' he said and she took it, reading it.
Dear Remus,
Thank you for telling me, and I also thank Ms. Doony for her concern. There will be a meeting at three this afternoon, I will owl the members myself and we'll discuss it.
Good day to you and your guest,
Albus Dumbledore
'You see?' he said as she put it down, 'Dumbledore is right on top of it. We'll figure it out soon enough,' he took the letter and folded it back up, putting it into his robes.
'Erm… Professor?'
'You can call me Remus if you'd like, and yes?'
'Can I go to the meeting?'
'You'll have to ask Dumbledore that,' Remus said and looked at his pocket watch. 'They'll be here in an hour, I'll get the dining room ready,' he said, and disappeared through the door way.
Fred and George woke up, their heads dizzy. The last thing they remembered was going to the Burrow, up to their room to get dressed and after that everything went black. Now they were on something hard.
'Georges?' Fred asked, his eyes still closed.
'Yeah?'
'Can you move?'
'Yeah...'
'Morning!' a voice, but very distinctly familiar voice said, and the twins forced their eyes open. Slowly, and very slowly their eyes focused upon a familiar figure squatting in front of them.
'Charlie?' George asked, and the person laughed, but it was not Charlie's laugh. This was high pitched and, quite frankly, horrible.
'Yes, you'd think that, wouldn't you?' he said, and looked at his hands. 'But, you see, he's gone now. He went bye bye!' the person that looked like Charlie laughed again, and both the twins winced.
'Who are you?' Fred demanded, and Charlie put up a finger.
'Tut-tut, don't take that tone with me, you'll regret it,' he said in a singsong voice, and took out his wand. 'But, if you would really like to know, my name is Voldemort. Lord Voldemort.'
This took a minute to register, and when it did George sat upright, 'What the hell are you doing in Charlie's body?' Fred spat, fighting against his bonds.
'Uh-uh, what did I warn you about that tone?' Charlie asked, and pointed his wand at George, 'Crucio.' George let out a shriek of pain and writhed on the floor, twitching and ripping at his own skin as if there were thousands of needles poking in it.
'STOP IT!' Fred cried, and fought more than before. Charlie merely laughed and flicked his wand again, leaving George on the floor, holding himself and sobbing. With another flick of his wand the bonds disappeared from Fred, and he scrambled over to his twin, throwing his arms over his shoulders.
'See what happens when you don't listen to the Dark Lord?' Voldemort said, tapping Charlie's wand on his opposite hand. 'You get to see others suffer. Now,' he said, and walked over to the twins, Fred clutching onto George as a shield. 'Doony!' he bellowed, and through the door opposite them a stocky man with curly brown hair and green eyes walked in, wearing a pair of George's robes. Fred noticed for the first time that they were in their house.
'Meet Daniel Doony- Jr.' he said, and the man smiled evilly at them, 'he's got a bit of Polyjuice potion here, and's just dying to use it. Now come here and let me have some of your hair,' Voldemort reached for Fred's head, but Fred ducked, and Voldemort pretended to pout. 'Aww, iss'ok, Freddie, it's just a ickle piece of hair,' he said, and using Charlie's agility to his advantage he grabbed onto a huge hunk of it, wrenching Fred up onto his knees. Using his other hand he pulled a few pieces from Fred's head, and threw him back down. 'Thank you sir, I'm in your debt,' he smirked and gave it to Daniel.
'Thank you, master,' Daniel said in a low, gruff voice, and added it to the potion. He drank it all in one gulp, and before George and Fred's eyes morphed into a copy.
'Look!' Voldemort said, almost shrieking, 'TRIPLETS!!' he cried mock-happiness and hopped up and down, clapping. 'Won't mum be THRILLED! Think she should have a look at her new addition?' he asked, and the twins didn't answer, just glared at him with loathing that they had never felt before. 'Of course she should,' he said, and pointed his wand at the door. 'Oh, mum!' he called, 'your kids want to see you!' and with that the door opened and Mrs. Weasley was came in as if pulled by invisible ropes binding her hands. It was easy to tell she had been crying, and when she saw the new scene she started again.
'Aw, c'mon, mum!' Voldemort said, dragging her in a little further with Charlie's wand, 'aren't happy with a new kid? I daresay one more won't kill you, after all, Percy's not here…' he then got the most horrid, evil grin on his face and glanced at the Polyjuice-Fred, 'but that could be arranged…' he said, and the Fred bowed.
'I will do it if you want, master,' he said, and Voldemort nodded, 'it will be done,' he said, and with a pop disappeared.
Terry watched as the members of the Order came into the dining room. Dumbledore had arrived first, and had given permission to Terry to attend this meeting.
'After all,' he had said, 'you're just as worried about them as any of us.'
She now sat in the corner of the room on a chair, and watched as the members gave her curios looks and sat down. When everyone had arrived Dumbledore stood to start the meeting.
'Hello everyone,' he said, and there was silence. 'We came here for a number of reasons, one of them being that the Weasley's have, apparently, disappeared. I took it upon myself, though, and found that they had indeed left this morning in haste to St. Mungos, after finding that their eldest son William had apparently gotten an odd curse from Gringotts.' There was mumbling from one or two members at this. Terry felt all the blood rush to her face, and she concentrated on the floor.
'And who's that?' Mad-eye Moody growled, his magical eye swiveling to look at Terry.
'She is Teresa Doony, a former student of mine. She recently got a job with the twins, who didn't show up to work today, and found their dining room oddly vacant in the early afternoon. She was worried enough to tell me.'
'But they were admitted into Mungos,' Snape said coolly, 'which means there was no point of this meeting.' He stared at her, a sneer pulling at his lips and her face burned more than before.
'No, Severus, there is a point to this. Bill disappeared shortly after the Healer left, and Dreamwhite claims he did not give Bill leave.'
'Yeah, well,' Moody growled, eye still on Terry, 'Dreamwhite forgets what he does half the time. Probably let him go and can't remember.'
'That is very possible,' Dumbledore said, 'which is exactly-'
'Terry!' someone had just burst into the room, and half the Order immediately pulled out their wands, pointing them at the offender. It was Fred, who put his hands up. 'Sorry…' he said, turning, 'didn't know you had a meeting going on… I'll go.' He had just turned to leave when Dumbledore addressed him.
'Mr. Weasley,' he said, and Fred turned again, 'would you mind telling us why Bill left Mungos today? We know you were there.' Fred shrugged.
'Dreamwhite gave us permission to go, he found a reversal potion.'
'Do you know what was wrong?'
'Mum didn't tell us, but it was probably some goblin curse.'
'You do realize that Dreamwhite never recalls letting him leave?'
'I've had Dreamwhite before,' Fred said thoughtfully, 'I went to St. Mungos because I tested a bad joke on myself, he almost gave me the wrong counter charm because he got me and the guy in the next bed mixed up.' Dumbledore look at him for a moment before nodding.
'Very well,' he said, and motioned to Terry, who was currently in a position that was quite in the middle of sitting and standing. 'You wanted Ms. Doony for something?'
'Um, yeah,' Fred said, and motioned for her to come with him, but she was hesitant. There was something odd about Fred, he didn't move correctly or something. She put her hands in the pockets of her robe, and gripped her wand as she stood and walked to him.
'What is it?' she asked, and he walked out the door.
'There's something wrong at the shop,' he said, and she followed him.
'What?' she asked, and the door closed. Before she had a chance to react, though, he grabbed her wand-wrist and covered her mouth with his other hand.
'You and the twins aren't ever going to return,' his voice had changed, and she recognized it immediately.
Sorry it took so long, I had gone away, and then skool and… ugh… I hate it… anyway, there it is. Have fun!