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Chapter 7: The Confusion
12 Grimmauld Place was in an uproar. After the attack on Privet Drive everything and everyone was screwed up. People were constantly running everywhere shouting news or their opinions on what to do. Mrs. Black had already gone hoarse from screaming so long and would instead glare at visitors walking by.
The Order was going crazy trying to do a million things at one time. Not only were they still doing the usual jobs of attempting to thwart Voldemort and his sick plans for world domination, but they were doing many new ones. One of those new ones was finding out where the Boy-Who-Lived was located. Already many thought that he was dead from the attack on Privet Drive. Some however still refused to accept that and were searching for him twenty four hours a day. Remus Lupin was always in a state of weariness and near insanity. He had just lost that last remaining link to his past, Harry son of James. He could hardly believe the news that Harry was attacked and immediately set up a search party to try and find him. So far all efforts have failed. There was absolutely no trace of Harry at all.
No one was really taking Harry's "death" well. Dumbledore was now hardly ever seen and was always at Hogwarts sitting in his office. Snape said that the only time that Dumbledore had ever been in this type of disarray and sadness was when he had run out of lemon drops. Even the greasy Potions master was taking Harry's death badly. Whenever he saw Harry's picture in the paper or mentioned in some sort of radio broadcast, he would start shaking all over and turn as white as a ghost. Many members of the Order thought that he was suffering because he had always given Harry a hard time both in and out of the classroom.
Hermione had taken sanctuary in her room and locked all possible entrances. She would only leave her domain to get something to eat or drink and even that was rushed. Whenever her friends saw her she had red puffy eyes and tear stricken cheeks. She only confided in one person, Ginny. Ginny however did not feel too much remorse for Hermione. She thought that she deserved it after going out with her brother behind Harry's back. Ginny would only comfort Hermione because she was her best friend other than Harry and Ron. Ginny herself however was just as depressed as Hermione. She didn't show like her friend did however because she knew that Harry wouldn't want her to.
Ron didn't know what to do. His best friend is now gone but his girlfriend is crying over him. He was just too confused to think clearly and went back to his usual routine of training.
It was early in the morning when the Hogwarts kids finally went to sleep on the floor in the entrance hall. Hermione cried themselves into their slumber while the others just sadly drifted off. It was only a few hours later when a loud pounding came from the door. The loud noise also woke Mrs. Black who could now only whisper her curses.
"Filthy blood traitors and in the house of my fathers'. Mudbloods and scum dirtying my perfect house. Oh why wh-"
"Shut up you old hag." Tonks walked into the room and warily looked through the peephole in the door before opening it. Walking from the threshold came none other than Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. He looked terrible with dark bags under his eyes and hair going everywhere (A/N: Hey that rhymes). His normal respected appearance was gone and was replaced with someone who looked like he had seen death too many times. His frail bones moved with stiffness never seen before and it seemed that age had finally caught up to the man. Almost immediately Hermione sprang to her feet and practically lunged at Dumbledore in impatience.
"Is Harry okay? Will he come back?"
The aged man couldn't meet Hermione's hopeful eyes when he answered.
"I am afraid Miss Granger that Harry is now out of our control. Though there is the slight chance that he may be alive, he is most likely not. Harry was last seen in his house before the Death Eaters attacked. The house was the first thing to fall and burn in the assault. Even if Harry is alive it is doubtful that he will ever return."
Hermione burst into tears at these words and ran towards her remaining friends. Tonks, standing only a few feet away, stared very hard at Dumbledore while he was speaking. She had the feeling again that Dumbledore was hiding something from them. But before she could think about the situation any further, Molly Weasley shouted into the hall,
"Breakfast is ready."
Hermione, Ron, and Ginny slowly got to their feet and slouched to the dinner table. None of them were in the mood for food. None of them were in the mood for anything. Even Ron was feeling badly. Harry was his first ever friend and had stood by him throughout all they had gone through. It was always he who would get into a fight with Harry, never the other way around. Yes, Ron was not a happy man right now. Mrs. Weasley set the fresh sausages and pancakes on the table and waited for the three to start eating. Frowning when she saw that none of them had so much as moved an inch, she began to speak.
"I know that you are all depressed about Harry, but you have to think about what he would have liked for you to do. He wouldn't want you all here hurting yourselves for what has happened. Now come on and eat."
Each of them slowly picked up their forks and began to enjoy the food set out before them. They didn't stay for long however. Within five minutes the group had finished their meals, thanked Mrs. Weasley, and left for their rooms to think.
Later that evening a secret meeting for the Order of the Phoenix would take place. They didn't let anyone whether family or Ministry to know about this meeting for its magnitude upon this party of people. The Ministry had become allies with the Order shortly after the invasion of the Department of Mysteries. Though reluctantly, Cornelius Fudge recognized Voldemort's rebirth and presence. Fudge was nearly stripped of his position when Dumbledore stepped in. He knew that an unstable government would be easy for Voldemort to take over so he helped Fudge keep his office under the pretense that he would listen to the Order of the Phoenix. Though the Order still did not trust Fudge or his corrupt followers, it was better to have some allies than none at all. Dumbledore had called this meeting together in hopes of discussing the attack on Privet Drive. Most of the Order had been in the battle, but this was to discuss the effect of it on the Wizarding World. When all who were supposed to come to the summit arrived, Dumbledore began to speak.
"As you know, the attack on Privet Drive has brought catastrophe and blessing to our numbers. We shall explain why today. First let us tell you the good news. The attack on Privet Drive did not bring too many casualties to us or for the muggles residing there. Voldemort was badly injured losing a right arm from the slash of a sword."
"Which one of us did the damage to You-Know-Who," interrupted a rather arrogant Order member.
Though some of the others in the Order turned to scowl at the offending person, most of the Order just turned expectantly to Dumbledore in hopes of an answer. Dumbledore furrowed his brow thinking for a moment before answering.
"It was done by a muggle, Mr. O'Connell."
Much of the Order spoke out in protest about this statement. They didn't understand how their greatest foe for over 2,000 years could nearly killed by a muggle. It just didn't make any sense.
"I assure you all that it was indeed a muggle. A powerful one at that, but definitely not a wizard of our kind."
Jabber again broke out among the Order before one member said,
"What do you mean, 'Not a wizard of our kind.'?"
Dumbledore looked out at the crowd around him before replying.
"The man after talking to me and a Ministry wizard disappeared in a bright flash of light, without a wand."
An outraged wizard spoke up at this statement.
"Are you saying that this man who supposedly cut-off You-Know-Who's right arm and disappeared without a wand is not a wizard? How can one pathetic muggle defeat the greatest threat to our world? This must be some sort of scandal or hoax. No one can use magic without a wand, it's not possible."
Many of the people there agreed with this man, but decided to keep silent and let Dumbledore speak.
"There was indeed no deception of any kind for I used my magic to scan the man who attacked Voldemort. He was neither an imposter nor a liar, of that I am sure."
At this statement many in the room developed fearful and confused faces. Not however all.
"This man attacked the Dark Lord though didn't he? So that means that he is on our side," said the ever perceptive Professor Snape.
"Though we don't know much about this man, it is believed that he is against Voldemort."
Snape again questioned Dumbledore.
"You didn't say that he was on our side."
"It is not known what his motives are or how he decides to do them, but he is fighting Voldemort and that is what matters. On to our next topic of discussion, Harry Potter."
Most of the people in the room who were at the fight bowed their heads in reverence for the boy that they couldn't protect while the others just stared at Dumbledore.
"Most of us here know that the boy was never seen after the battle and will never be seen again. He was probably caught in the burning of his aunt's home and never was able to get out of the incinerating prison. Let us all have a moment of silence for the Boy-Who-Once-Lived (A/n: Haha I love that) and honor him for his deeds."
The room became so silent that one could hear the footfalls of people walking outside.
"Let the sacrifice of Harry and many others never be in vain and strike back at Voldemort while he is still weak."
A loud roar was cried from the Order as they raised their goblets to a toast of the downfall of Voldemort and the avenging of the ones lost to him.
The next day...
Ron, Hermione, and Ginny woke up at 5:00 am to once again begin their summer training. Hermione and Ginny had become stronger in the past few weeks but had not changed much. For Ron it was a totally different case. Earlier in the summer, Ron wanted so desperately to become stronger than Harry and had trained every time he could. He was now equal to Harry's ability last year (A/n: how little he knows). Ron had become arrogant with his newfound strength and loved it. He thought that he was the center of the universe and that he should be treated with more respect and reverence than his brothers or Harry ever got. He wanted to be the best and nothing would stop him. With the news of Harry's death, he had two sides battling with each other inside of him. One was that now Harry was gone, he would be the new 'Golden Boy'. With all the training he was getting, how could he not? The other side of him, the honorable and just side, told him to train more to avenge Harry's death. Ron was just going to train however and maybe let a bit of both sides win. The first part was to study with Tonks on how to be live incognito. Tonks was a natural expert and was an excellent teacher. They could currently probably get past Filch if he was on patrol. This would have been essential if Harry had to go out into public or if he was sneaking off. Unfortunately, Harry was now 'dead.' Their second part of being taught was transfiguration by Remus Lupin. The usual being taught with books and practice was used here and nothing special happened. Their final section of training was dueling with Alastor Moody and Kingsley Shacklebolt. So far, none of them has lasted for more than two minutes against either of the opponents.
Today was no different. They went through their usual routine and sat at the dinner table awaiting Mrs. Weasley to finish cooking. Hermione started a conversation by saying,
"Why are we still training if Harry's now gone?"
Ron was the first to respond.
"Now that Harry's gone, they are going to need some leaders for the next generation of wizards. We will fit that description perfectly if we can just become stronger."
"As much as I hate agreeing with Ron I have to say that he is right on this one," said Ginny. "They must need the next generation to help them in this war."
Hermione just looked between the two and said, "Things would be so much easier if Harry was here."
The conversation ended as Mrs. Weasley began passing out the food for dinner.
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I hope you like it. Read and review. Remember, the Harryx is gone next Chapter. Bye for now.
Silent114
Hermione (40) Ginny (27) Tonks (22) I'm not even gonna list oc and other. I may be off a few but that's how I counted it so deal. Remember this is your last chance to vote so don't wait.
Chapter 7: The Confusion
12 Grimmauld Place was in an uproar. After the attack on Privet Drive everything and everyone was screwed up. People were constantly running everywhere shouting news or their opinions on what to do. Mrs. Black had already gone hoarse from screaming so long and would instead glare at visitors walking by.
The Order was going crazy trying to do a million things at one time. Not only were they still doing the usual jobs of attempting to thwart Voldemort and his sick plans for world domination, but they were doing many new ones. One of those new ones was finding out where the Boy-Who-Lived was located. Already many thought that he was dead from the attack on Privet Drive. Some however still refused to accept that and were searching for him twenty four hours a day. Remus Lupin was always in a state of weariness and near insanity. He had just lost that last remaining link to his past, Harry son of James. He could hardly believe the news that Harry was attacked and immediately set up a search party to try and find him. So far all efforts have failed. There was absolutely no trace of Harry at all.
No one was really taking Harry's "death" well. Dumbledore was now hardly ever seen and was always at Hogwarts sitting in his office. Snape said that the only time that Dumbledore had ever been in this type of disarray and sadness was when he had run out of lemon drops. Even the greasy Potions master was taking Harry's death badly. Whenever he saw Harry's picture in the paper or mentioned in some sort of radio broadcast, he would start shaking all over and turn as white as a ghost. Many members of the Order thought that he was suffering because he had always given Harry a hard time both in and out of the classroom.
Hermione had taken sanctuary in her room and locked all possible entrances. She would only leave her domain to get something to eat or drink and even that was rushed. Whenever her friends saw her she had red puffy eyes and tear stricken cheeks. She only confided in one person, Ginny. Ginny however did not feel too much remorse for Hermione. She thought that she deserved it after going out with her brother behind Harry's back. Ginny would only comfort Hermione because she was her best friend other than Harry and Ron. Ginny herself however was just as depressed as Hermione. She didn't show like her friend did however because she knew that Harry wouldn't want her to.
Ron didn't know what to do. His best friend is now gone but his girlfriend is crying over him. He was just too confused to think clearly and went back to his usual routine of training.
It was early in the morning when the Hogwarts kids finally went to sleep on the floor in the entrance hall. Hermione cried themselves into their slumber while the others just sadly drifted off. It was only a few hours later when a loud pounding came from the door. The loud noise also woke Mrs. Black who could now only whisper her curses.
"Filthy blood traitors and in the house of my fathers'. Mudbloods and scum dirtying my perfect house. Oh why wh-"
"Shut up you old hag." Tonks walked into the room and warily looked through the peephole in the door before opening it. Walking from the threshold came none other than Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. He looked terrible with dark bags under his eyes and hair going everywhere (A/N: Hey that rhymes). His normal respected appearance was gone and was replaced with someone who looked like he had seen death too many times. His frail bones moved with stiffness never seen before and it seemed that age had finally caught up to the man. Almost immediately Hermione sprang to her feet and practically lunged at Dumbledore in impatience.
"Is Harry okay? Will he come back?"
The aged man couldn't meet Hermione's hopeful eyes when he answered.
"I am afraid Miss Granger that Harry is now out of our control. Though there is the slight chance that he may be alive, he is most likely not. Harry was last seen in his house before the Death Eaters attacked. The house was the first thing to fall and burn in the assault. Even if Harry is alive it is doubtful that he will ever return."
Hermione burst into tears at these words and ran towards her remaining friends. Tonks, standing only a few feet away, stared very hard at Dumbledore while he was speaking. She had the feeling again that Dumbledore was hiding something from them. But before she could think about the situation any further, Molly Weasley shouted into the hall,
"Breakfast is ready."
Hermione, Ron, and Ginny slowly got to their feet and slouched to the dinner table. None of them were in the mood for food. None of them were in the mood for anything. Even Ron was feeling badly. Harry was his first ever friend and had stood by him throughout all they had gone through. It was always he who would get into a fight with Harry, never the other way around. Yes, Ron was not a happy man right now. Mrs. Weasley set the fresh sausages and pancakes on the table and waited for the three to start eating. Frowning when she saw that none of them had so much as moved an inch, she began to speak.
"I know that you are all depressed about Harry, but you have to think about what he would have liked for you to do. He wouldn't want you all here hurting yourselves for what has happened. Now come on and eat."
Each of them slowly picked up their forks and began to enjoy the food set out before them. They didn't stay for long however. Within five minutes the group had finished their meals, thanked Mrs. Weasley, and left for their rooms to think.
Later that evening a secret meeting for the Order of the Phoenix would take place. They didn't let anyone whether family or Ministry to know about this meeting for its magnitude upon this party of people. The Ministry had become allies with the Order shortly after the invasion of the Department of Mysteries. Though reluctantly, Cornelius Fudge recognized Voldemort's rebirth and presence. Fudge was nearly stripped of his position when Dumbledore stepped in. He knew that an unstable government would be easy for Voldemort to take over so he helped Fudge keep his office under the pretense that he would listen to the Order of the Phoenix. Though the Order still did not trust Fudge or his corrupt followers, it was better to have some allies than none at all. Dumbledore had called this meeting together in hopes of discussing the attack on Privet Drive. Most of the Order had been in the battle, but this was to discuss the effect of it on the Wizarding World. When all who were supposed to come to the summit arrived, Dumbledore began to speak.
"As you know, the attack on Privet Drive has brought catastrophe and blessing to our numbers. We shall explain why today. First let us tell you the good news. The attack on Privet Drive did not bring too many casualties to us or for the muggles residing there. Voldemort was badly injured losing a right arm from the slash of a sword."
"Which one of us did the damage to You-Know-Who," interrupted a rather arrogant Order member.
Though some of the others in the Order turned to scowl at the offending person, most of the Order just turned expectantly to Dumbledore in hopes of an answer. Dumbledore furrowed his brow thinking for a moment before answering.
"It was done by a muggle, Mr. O'Connell."
Much of the Order spoke out in protest about this statement. They didn't understand how their greatest foe for over 2,000 years could nearly killed by a muggle. It just didn't make any sense.
"I assure you all that it was indeed a muggle. A powerful one at that, but definitely not a wizard of our kind."
Jabber again broke out among the Order before one member said,
"What do you mean, 'Not a wizard of our kind.'?"
Dumbledore looked out at the crowd around him before replying.
"The man after talking to me and a Ministry wizard disappeared in a bright flash of light, without a wand."
An outraged wizard spoke up at this statement.
"Are you saying that this man who supposedly cut-off You-Know-Who's right arm and disappeared without a wand is not a wizard? How can one pathetic muggle defeat the greatest threat to our world? This must be some sort of scandal or hoax. No one can use magic without a wand, it's not possible."
Many of the people there agreed with this man, but decided to keep silent and let Dumbledore speak.
"There was indeed no deception of any kind for I used my magic to scan the man who attacked Voldemort. He was neither an imposter nor a liar, of that I am sure."
At this statement many in the room developed fearful and confused faces. Not however all.
"This man attacked the Dark Lord though didn't he? So that means that he is on our side," said the ever perceptive Professor Snape.
"Though we don't know much about this man, it is believed that he is against Voldemort."
Snape again questioned Dumbledore.
"You didn't say that he was on our side."
"It is not known what his motives are or how he decides to do them, but he is fighting Voldemort and that is what matters. On to our next topic of discussion, Harry Potter."
Most of the people in the room who were at the fight bowed their heads in reverence for the boy that they couldn't protect while the others just stared at Dumbledore.
"Most of us here know that the boy was never seen after the battle and will never be seen again. He was probably caught in the burning of his aunt's home and never was able to get out of the incinerating prison. Let us all have a moment of silence for the Boy-Who-Once-Lived (A/n: Haha I love that) and honor him for his deeds."
The room became so silent that one could hear the footfalls of people walking outside.
"Let the sacrifice of Harry and many others never be in vain and strike back at Voldemort while he is still weak."
A loud roar was cried from the Order as they raised their goblets to a toast of the downfall of Voldemort and the avenging of the ones lost to him.
The next day...
Ron, Hermione, and Ginny woke up at 5:00 am to once again begin their summer training. Hermione and Ginny had become stronger in the past few weeks but had not changed much. For Ron it was a totally different case. Earlier in the summer, Ron wanted so desperately to become stronger than Harry and had trained every time he could. He was now equal to Harry's ability last year (A/n: how little he knows). Ron had become arrogant with his newfound strength and loved it. He thought that he was the center of the universe and that he should be treated with more respect and reverence than his brothers or Harry ever got. He wanted to be the best and nothing would stop him. With the news of Harry's death, he had two sides battling with each other inside of him. One was that now Harry was gone, he would be the new 'Golden Boy'. With all the training he was getting, how could he not? The other side of him, the honorable and just side, told him to train more to avenge Harry's death. Ron was just going to train however and maybe let a bit of both sides win. The first part was to study with Tonks on how to be live incognito. Tonks was a natural expert and was an excellent teacher. They could currently probably get past Filch if he was on patrol. This would have been essential if Harry had to go out into public or if he was sneaking off. Unfortunately, Harry was now 'dead.' Their second part of being taught was transfiguration by Remus Lupin. The usual being taught with books and practice was used here and nothing special happened. Their final section of training was dueling with Alastor Moody and Kingsley Shacklebolt. So far, none of them has lasted for more than two minutes against either of the opponents.
Today was no different. They went through their usual routine and sat at the dinner table awaiting Mrs. Weasley to finish cooking. Hermione started a conversation by saying,
"Why are we still training if Harry's now gone?"
Ron was the first to respond.
"Now that Harry's gone, they are going to need some leaders for the next generation of wizards. We will fit that description perfectly if we can just become stronger."
"As much as I hate agreeing with Ron I have to say that he is right on this one," said Ginny. "They must need the next generation to help them in this war."
Hermione just looked between the two and said, "Things would be so much easier if Harry was here."
The conversation ended as Mrs. Weasley began passing out the food for dinner.
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I hope you like it. Read and review. Remember, the Harryx is gone next Chapter. Bye for now.
Silent114
