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Lookie… a quick update!!! Yay! And I've already got the next chapter written! I'm on a roll!!! Yay!!!
I am in a really weird mood today…I just went shopping and I bought pirates of the Caribbean dvd and 2 magazines. Shat do they all have in common? They all have Orlando Bloom in it…yum…
Disclaimer: I don't anything! Apart from a PotC dvd…yum…
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Sam-453- W: Hey, it's me
C: Prove it
W: You're a dick
C: … ok.
On with the fic..
Buffy, Hermione, Willow and Giles arrived in a park near the Order's headquarters. Silent tears were running down Buffy's cheek and Willow immediately took notice and pulled her into a hug. The area where they had arrived in was thick with trees, so nobody could have seen them arrive. Thick green leaves stopped the sunlight from getting through, so it was very dark. Giles placed a featherweight charm on the trunks so it would be easier to carry, and then Giles and Hermione waited patiently for Buffy and Willow to separate.
Hermione felt horrible that Joyce was planning to move to England, she knew exactly how Buffy was feeling. Everyday when she received her Daily Prophet, she hoped and wished that the Muggles attacked were not her parents. It was possible that You-know-who knew that she was Harry's best friend, and she prayed every day that he would not kill her family.
"Are you alright?" Willow whispered in Buffy's ear. Buffy nodded, a small, forced smile on her face.
"Thanks." She replied quietly, giving Willow a quick squeeze. Willow winced and Buffy smiled apologetically, and then picked up her trunk and broom.
"Shall we go?" She chirped, feigning a wall in front of her real emotions. Giles nodded, and led the girls out of the park and towards number 12 Grimmauld Place. The street was narrow and dirty, the warm sunlight contrasting to the grim houses. They arrived shortly at the gap between number 11 and number 13, and Giles took out a small piece of paper. In a matter of seconds, a house identical to the others on the road had squeezed its way between number 11 and 13. Willow felt sad, she had already been here before, for about a week last summer, but that was when Sirius was still alive. To her, coming here again felt wrong, and the moment she stepped inside, she felt an odd sense of unwelcoming and sadness in the place. Clearly, her other friends did not feel like this, they were grinning, especially Hermione, as she excited to be seeing Ron again.
The girls followed Giles wordlessly through the hall and down the stone steps which led to the kitchen.
"The Weasley's are here. There's a meeting of the Order starting in a few minutes, so everyone is downstairs. Including Harry." Buffy's head swivelled to look at Giles the moment he mentioned Harry. Giles smiled and put a hand on her shoulder, a fatherly gesture and something she had gotten used to after all these years of him being her watcher and a father figure. Buffy was in front of everyone, so she was the first one to step into the kitchen.
It was as gloomy and as dark and it was last year, a large table stood in the middle, chairs and stools all around it. The room was packed, but Buffy could make out the bright red hair that belonged to the Weasley's, pink hair that she assumed belonged to Tonks, greasy black hair that belonged to Snape (ick) and a tall pointed purple cap that she assumed belonged to Dumbledore. Everyone looked at her as she came in, but the first thing that greeted her was a sharp butcher's knife, flying right at her face. Dropping her trunk, she caught the knife inches from her face and grinned. The room was silent, everyone in awe at what she had just done, and then:
"Frederick Weasley! How many times must I tell you not to use magic for the smallest thing?" Mrs Weasley's ear piercing shouts brought everyone back to normal, and the people in it resumed talking. "I'm so sorry dear." Mrs Weasley made her way through the people and took the knife from Buffy's hand. "Good thing you have superb reflexes, dear." Mrs Weasley smiled and pulled Buffy into a tight hug, even though the expression on her face read 'oh my dear lord'.
"How's our favourite girl?" Fred asked, a large grin on his face when his mother let Buffy go.
"Oi!" Ginny swatted Fred on the arm.
"Ok, our second favourite girl, after Ginny of course." George added.
"Hey!" Willow protested, a cheeky grin on her face as she entered the room after Buffy.
"Our joint second favourite girl, with Will."
"Hey!" This time, the protest was from Hermione who had just entered the room.
Fred and George looked at each other, looks of mock worry on their faces. "We know too many girls, George." Fred said.
"Hermione!" Ron shouted, jumping up from his chair and running towards her. Everyone in the room (minus Snape) cheered and whistled when Ron kissed her passionately. Buffy grinned at Harry, who was watching his best friends. He pretended to gag, and then returned her smile. 'Are you ok?' Buffy mouthed. Harry nodded, his smile shrinking.
"Oi, Ron mate! Give the girl a break! Or more correctly, Hermione, give our brother a break!" George joked, pretending to pull the two apart. Hermione and Ron grinned; Ron's face a dark shade of red which clashed horribly with his hair.
Fred clapped Hermione on the back, a mischievous look on his face. "Now Hermione, we just found out that ickle Ronnikins has a girlfriend."
"So we've got to warn you-"
"If you hurt Ron in anyway-"
"We're coming after you-"
"And if you get him knocked up-"
"You've gotta marry him-"
"We won't have our brother raising a baby by himself." Everyone (minus Snape) roared with laughter, but Hermione had turned a deep red, and Ron's face was purple.
George suddenly looked as if he was going to be sick. "Here, you haven't done it yet have you?"
"George!" Mrs Weasley interrupted, "that is quite enough!" She shot Hermione an apologetic look and the twins returned to their places.
"So Willow." Fred started, "How's your boyfriend?"
Willow and Buffy exchanged looks, and then they both burst out laughing.
"It's good." Willow said in between giggles,
"Yeah, their relationship is blossoming." Hermione added, giggling as well.
"Nothing out of the ordinary with her relationship." Buffy joked.
"You know, only a few upsets." Hermione added, giggling.
George and Fred exchanged confused looks, "What do you mean, a few upsets."
"You know, there was that whole thing where he was a bit confused about my lifestyle, but that was sorted out." Willow said seriously.
"Also that time when he tried to kill you." Buffy added.
The whole room was silent, but the three girls took no notice. "That has to be the third time he's tried to kill you." Hermione mentioned, and Willow nodded.
"Willow? What do you mean?" Ginny asked, voicing almost everyone's question.
"Oh!" Willow exclaimed, realising everyone wanted answers. "He's not a Death-Eater, if that's what you mean. He's a werewolf." There was an audible sign of relief. "He just gets loose sometimes. When he changes, I keep him in my room at home in chains." Willow ignored the whistle the twins gave her. "He got out once or twice, so I shot him with my tranquilizer gun."
"Now that's love." Ron remarked, and the whole room (minus Snape) exploded into laughter.
Fred grinned. "Now tell me, Lupin, is that how it is with you? Does your partner give you chains?" Lupin blushed, and Snape scowled.
"Mister Weasley, that is quite enough." He said icily.
Dumbledore smiled, his eyes twinkling. He clapped his hands together getting everyone's attention. "I think it is time for the meeting to begin, if the members will join me, I have news." His gaze lingered on Buffy for a moment, but Buffy did not see it, as she was whispering to Ginny.
There was a loud noise of chairs and stools scraping on the stone floor, and the room was empty save the twins, Ron, Ginny, Willow, Hermione, Buffy and Harry. There was an uncomfortable silence, the occupants of the kitchen looking awkwardly at each other. Hermione decided to break the silence and started a conversation.
"What did you get for your OWLS Harry?"
Harry looked up at her, his gaze having previously been on Buffy. "I got Outstanding for everything apart from Divination, History of Magic, and Astronomy."
"That's brilliant Harry!" Buffy congratulated, squeezing his hand.
"Yeah, Snape gave me a dirty look before. I think he's angry that I'm going to take Potions." Harry said, grinning.
Willow made a face, "I can't believe we are going to have to take Potions with that-that-that, mean person!"
"Well done Will, that was a brilliant insult." Ginny joked, laughing when Willow stuck her tongue out at her.
"Are you ok Harry?" Buffy whispered.
"Sort of." He replied, brushing his jet black hair out of his face.
"Want to talk about it?" She asked, looking into her best friends eyes. Harry nodded, and they both stood up and made for the door when it opened and Giles entered.
There was a grim expression on his face, and he was pinching the bridge of his nose. "Can I see you for a second Buffy?" She nodded and followed him out of the kitchen, casting back an apologetic look at Harry. Giles led Buffy through the door which led to the Order's meeting room, and Buffy curiosity grew. What could they possibly want with me? Maybe Voldemort HAS found out that I'm the slayer. There was a knot in Buffy's stomach now, and she wished that Giles could walk faster; she wanted to know what the deal was. Giles led her into an empty room, and then through another door, which she could hear voices drifting through it.
Buffy entered the room after Giles and surveyed her surroundings. She was in a large room, lit alight with blazing torches on the walls, casting dancing shadows on the floor. The room was plain, the ceiling was low, the wall and floor were made out of stone and a small fireplace was lit in the corner. In the middle of the room was a long table, and the members of the Order were sitting at it. At the head of the table was Dumbledore and on the wooden table were bits of parchment, ink wells and maps.
Buffy caught what Dumbledore was saying to the Order, and she froze with fear.
"Voldemort knows who a slayer is."
Dum dum dum…
He knows!! Ahhh!
Sorry I'm in such a weird mood today…kind of in a 'fire bad, tree pretty' mood.
Notice the wording on the last sentence…clue!!
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