The next week went by so fast, it was due to all the fun Harry was having at the Burrow. Wednesday morning, as everyone was sitting at the breakfast table, Errol arrived and delivered the Hogwarts mail to Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny. While Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, the twins, Bill, Charlie, and Lupin were eating breakfast. Mooney and Tonks had gone out to do some official order business and left everyone curious to know what it was all about. During Harry's stay, the only information he got from Ron was that Fred and George had finally been allowed to join the Order of Phoenix after Mrs. Weasley's approval, of course. But even they would not tell them about the Order's new plans or lend them any more extendable ears. As Ron had said, "Bloody hell!" So now Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione (against her will) were trying their best to find information on the Order. For example, they would pick up papers the Order left out after meetings.
The first letter Harry received was the usual list of items needed for all sixth years; Harry quickly noticed the new defense against the dark arts book on the list. He was just about to say something about it when Hermione said, "I wonder who the DADA teacher could be and that hopefully we'll learn something this year."
"If we don't we could always regroup the DA," Ron added.
The DA or Dumbledore's Army was the Hermione's idea for people to learn to defend and arm themselves against Voldemort and his supporters. This was only organized after having the Profesor Umbridge teach the class because she didn't allow her students to practice any magic. Harry had been the leader although it was Hermione's idea; she believed that Harry was the right teacher because he had more experience than most teachers in fighting the Dark Arts.
Harry then threw the letter onto the bed next to Hermione when she noticed. "Hey Harry, I think you've gotten another letter."
Harry looked up surprised and opened the letter. "Wow! How cool!" he exclaimed.
"What is it, mate" as Ron tried to look at the letter in Harry's hand.
"I've been chosen as the new Gryffindor Quidditch captain."
"OH, Harry that's wonderful" she said.
"Cool, now I don't have to get yelled at in practice by Angelina."
Just as Harry was getting excited he looked back at Hermione and knew what was coming. "But Harry you sure your up to it, it's a big responsibility especially with everything you have to deal with on top of managing the team. Do you think you'll have the time?"
"Of course after five years of Quidditch I think I can handle it Hermione. Plus I always have Ron to help me out." Harry replied back.
Then Harry set down stairs avoiding Ron and Hermione's bickering of the subject, to tell Remus of the good news. As Harry descended down the stairs he couldn't help but think about how proud Sirius would be of him becoming the captain of the Quidditch, then and there, Harry started to feel depressed again as the stairwell ended. As he approached the living room he started to hear a few voices, so he started to walk slowly in order to hear what all the whispering was about.
"I know, I know but we need to find the key before he does or else."
"The problem is we don't know where to look for the key. I mean Dumbledore has his assumptions, but even he's not sure."
"Well, whatever Dumbledore assumes is usually true; therefore we should just follow his lead. At least we know which door it opens and as long as other Order members are guarding it, it'll be safe for the time remaining."
"I'm scared though, Dumbledore said that whatever the key opens the repercussions would be worse than death." Which soundly faintly like Mrs. Weasley and Lupin talking.
"I should probably get lunch ready before the kids get down" she said as she made her way towards the kitchen leaving Lupin there to reflect on his thoughts. Sensing the conversation was over, Harry slowly tip-toed his way upstairs where he found Ron and Hermione talking about Ron's bad study habits. When he entered the room, he was so shocked about what he found out that he just stood in front of the door in awe.
"What's wrong, mate" asked Ron in concern. "You okay?"
"Umm I'm not sure I just went down stairs and heard Lupin and your mom talking and –"Harry gulped replaying the conversation in his head.
"Well, what is it?"
Then all of a sudden Harry started to explain what he had just overheard without any details missing, while Hermione and Ron stood there with their mouths open, but Hermione was the first one to snap out of that trance.
"I can't believe this is happening again."
"So what kind of key are they talking about and what does it open?" Ron asked.
"I don't know they didn't explain what the door has inside only that it's really bad and they don't know where to find the key to open it."
Harry said still in shock. Drifting away from her thoughts Hermione stated. "What if…..wait…if the door is the one in the Department of Mysteries. You know the one that we couldn't open."
"Damn Hermione your good, I think that you just might be right."
"All we have to do now is find the key before it goes through the hands of Voldemort and his Death Eaters" she explained. Still after saying Voldemort's name sounded strange to Hermione but she knew it was the step in the right direction. Just then the door swung open as Harry, Hermione, and Ron tried to look innocent. "Dinners ready dears," exclaimed Mrs. Weasley.
At the dinner everyone was in deep thought except of course Fred and George who were explaining to Ginny the new invention they were developing for their successful joke shop found on Diagon Alley.
"Oh, Harry dear don't forget to take a shower and get your clothes ready for tomorrow." Mrs. Weasley stated
"What's happening tomorrow?" Harry said in bewilderment.
"It's Sirius' hearing remember."
"Don't worry Harry, I'll be there" Remus cut in.
"Thanks" Harry than started to stare down at his plate. He couldn't believe that tomorrow was Sirius' hearing even though he knew the hearing was a good thing that could clear his godfather's name. He still kept dreading about his encounter with the whole world knowing that Sirius was dead when he couldn't believe it himself. As soon as dinner was over Harry went downstairs with his head down and fed Hedwig as an excuse for leaving so soon. But next thing he knew the door swung open with Ron and Hermione looking for him.
"Harry why didn't you tell us about Sirius' hearing?" Hermione asked first.
"Yeah mate what happened I thought we tell each other every thing?"
"We do I just forgot, I was having so much fun, and I forgot okay, I'm sorry."
"It's okay we forgive you." Both Ron and Hermione said in unison.
"It's getting late," said Harry looking at the clock, "I better be taking a shower."
"We'll see you later," as Hermione turned and left the room escorted by Ron, and leaving Harry.
As Harry stepped into the shower he couldn't help but remember Ron's words "we tell each other everything" he knew that, that was the case for Ron and Hermione but that wasn't for Harry. He never told them about the prophecy or the fact that he blamed himself for his godfather's death. He didn't want them to feel sorry for him or get captured, hurt, or killed because of him like Sirius had. Most of all he didn't want then to treat him special for being the only one who could defeat Voldemort because Harry hated the idea of killing anyone let alone Voldemort, but most of all he didn't think he could do it.