You did believe me, right? You do trust me?" Percy asked, pausing in the corridor, casting a worried and nervous look at Harry.

"Yeah, I believe you." said Harry. A sigh of relief left Percy as they continued to Dumbledore's office.

"I knew I could trust you, Harry. That's why I sent the letter to you instead of one of my family members. I don't think they're ready to trust me." He looked down.

"Don't worry, Percy. I'll help you regain your family's trust." Harry reassured.

"Thank you Harry." They had just arrived outside Dumbledore's office.

"Now, what's the password? Some sort of sweet, I think.." Percy was racking his brains.

"Chocolate frog." said Harry, interrupting Percy's thoughts.

"Oh, yes, yes, now I remember." Percy stepped onto the staircase. Harry followed nervously. When they reached the door, Percy knocked roughly.

"Come in." came Dumbledore's voice. Harry and Percy walked in. Harry was unsurprised to see all of the Order there. Including the Weasleys. Most members gasped. But Sirius walked over, and shook Percy's hand, as though he were an old friend. Snape nodded curtly, and Dumbledore smiled. Mr. Weasley, on the other hand, was less than thrilled.

"What is he doing here!?" he demanded. "Do you not know what he is!?"

"Actually, Arthur, he is a trusted member of the Order. A spy, if you will." said Dumbledore.

Mr. Weasley laughed, as though it was nonsense.

"It's true." spoke Harry, from Percy's shadow. "He, he is a member of the Order. He sent me a letter-"

"And you believed him?" asked Mr. Weasley, looking astonished.

"Yes. I believed, and still believe him. You should too."

"Harry," whispered Percy. "Show them the letter."

Harry looked at Dumbledore, who nodded. Harry pulled out his wand.

"Accio, Assignment Book!"

Everyone waited and watched. Hagrid was twiddling his thumbs, and Tonks kept changing her hair color with a series of pops. At long last, the passbook came whizzing through the open window and into Harry's hand. Harry opened it up to the center.

"You'll be a jerk, if you don't do your work!"

"Yeah, whatever." mumbled Harry. " I need to retrieve the letter." as he said this, the pocket reappeared. Harry took out the letter, and tossed it to Mr. Weasley. The pocket vanished, and Harry slipped the book into his robes. Mr. Weasley was swiftly reading the letter.

"I do not, will not believe it." he said finally, making a move to tear the letter. Harry looked at Percy. His look, no longer stony. There were tears slowly filling his eyes. Mrs. Weasley took the letter. She read very swiftly.

"Harry, do you believe Percy?" she asked, looking up from the letter.

"Yes. I do." said Harry. Percy gave him a look of gratitude. Mrs. Weasley look hurt.

"Well, that's good enough for me." Lupin came out of the shadows and smiled at Harry. "Harry's word has not led us astray yet."

Sirius walked over to Harry and clapped a hand on his shoulder. Lupin walked over and stood beside Percy. Snape slowly walked up to the four. His eyes searched Harry's for what seemed ages. Then he went and stood at Sirius' side. Dumbledore, as well stood up and stood by Harry. Soon, the only members left were the Weasleys. They stared at the rest of the Order. Finally, Mrs. Weasley looked into Harry's eyes. Harry clapped a hand on Percy's shoulder. With that action, Mrs. Weasley bustled over, and embraced her son. Percy's eyes were now overflowing with tears. Mr. Weasley now stood alone. His look, stony, his body, stiff. His hands were slowly clenching into fists. Then he looked into Harry's eyes. Harry looked back, staring. Mr. Weasley walked over to his son. He held out his hand. Percy took it, and Mr. Weasley's eyes filled with tears, and the handshake, became an embrace.

"Well, now that we all came to a decision," interrupted Moody, "Let's continue. Harry, you are not yet of age, yet you, if anybody, deserve to know all that we do."

Harry nodded.

"Remus, please bring Miss Granger, and the two remaining Weasley children up here." said Dumbledore.

"Yes, Professor." Lupin turned on his heel, and exited.

"Harry, have you any idea, of who now can guard Azkaban? As we regretfully have lost control of the dementors."

"We could get a giant to guard it." suggested Harry. He looked at Hagrid who seemed to understand, because he smiled.

"A giant!?" shouted Snape. "Preposterous! We do not have a giant at hand, Potter!"

"Actually, Severus, we do." cut in Hagrid.

"How?" Snape was calming down. Hagrid looked at his feet. Harry took over for him.

"Because Hagrid brought his half brother Grawp back with him after his, er, mission for the Order during the summer."

"And where is he being kept? Is he civilized?" demanded Snape.

"Oh, oh yeah, Grawpy, he is the bes' gian' ever" Hagrid was now beaming. "Harry and Hermione helped with him a bit."

Sirius cast a weary look at Harry, but smiled.

"Will Grawp be up for it?" asked Dumbledore.

"As long as someone he likes, and he knows he can trus' visits him from time to time." responded Hagrid.

"Very well. Hagrid, tomorrow, you will see Grawp, see if he understands that we need him."

Hagrid nodded.

"We will need some trustworthy Aurers to track down death eaters. We know one of their meeting places, so we can try there first. Some, still walk among us." said Dumbledore.

"Yeah, like Percy." Ron had just walked in, along with Ginny, Hermione, and Lupin. Ron was staring bitterly at his brother. Dumbledore explained the situation o the three of them. Ron's expression turned confused, but he shrugged it off.

"Very well. We are all briefed to the situation. Percy, you will need to return. I know you don't want to." Dumbledore added. Harry could see the pained confusion in Percy's eyes.

"Percy," spoke Snape from Sirius' side. "If you ever need help, just ask." suddenly, both Percy and Snape clutched there forearms.

"He's calling them." said Percy, standing upright, rubbing his arm. "I must go. Good bye, all of you." he nodded farewell to every one, and walked swiftly out of the door.

Harry was, for the first time, concerned about Snape. The same hatred he held toward Harry, and Harry's father, was burning in Snape's eyes, and growing more.

"P-professor?" he asked. "Are, are you ok?"

Snape looked down at Harry. "Yes, yes, I will be fine." he was still rubbing his arm. Harry wasn't sure if Snape was being serious, but tried to ignore the guilty feeling he had in the pit of his stomach. Snape nodded to Dumbledore, and walked out. Harry wanted to follow him, to ask if he was ok.

"Let him go, Harry. He'll be all right." said Sirius, holding Harry back.

"So it begins." said Dumbledore. "Let us hope, all goes well."