Harry Potter and the Icons of Myth
By: souls
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Author's Note: Warning there may be slight "Order of the Phoenix" spoilers. Don't say I didn't warn you. This may not be one of my better chapters.
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…Harry Potter and the Icons of Myth
Chapter 19: Life Goes On
-August 7th,-Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place
Headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix-
The Order of the Phoenix…A collection of witches and wizards devoted to stemming the tide of darkness. Dumbledore had gathered them together now they must go on without him. Sirius watched the others out of the corner of his eye. The table was full. Moony, Dung, and Kingsley had their heads together discussing something. Dedalus Diggle sat, quietly listening and smoking a pipe, beside Elphius Doge and Emmeline Vance. Sturgis and Hestia were in the kitchen with Tonks and were trying their best to talk Tonks out of carrying the tea. This was the Order such an assortment of witches and wizards he'd never seen. They were still so few in numbers compared with the Death Eaters but they were growing stronger everyday.
Mad-Eye Moody and Jacob Marlow walked into the room and sat down. The younger man although cheerful always seemed to have a dark way about him. He kind of reminded Sirius of a guy he saw in a Muggle movie. He couldn't remember the name of it but this guy, Anakin, really stood out in his mind. Now that kid was powerful. No doubt Jacob was equally as powerful and dangerous.
He turned his attention back to the group. They were still talking about nothing. That's all they had right now nothing. Snape hadn't been able to get back in touch with them since he left on some errand for Voldemort a week ago. Sirius wouldn't have admitted it to anyone but he was starting to get worried about Snape. He was a slimy git but he wouldn't wish ol' Voldie's wrath on anybody.
Sirius made a sharp stab in the air a crystal clear chime sounded as if he had struck a bell. The others quieted down and then there was a large crash as Tonks, who now sported a lime green Mohawk and a hideous day glow/night glow orange tee shirt that said 'Satan is Nice!' dropped a tray of biscuits.
Everyone, except Sirius, held their breath waiting for the painting of Mrs. Black to scream like a banshee. The wailing never came. Sirius just smiled at their puzzled faces. Moody was the first to speak out.
"Black! You finally get rid of that ol' bat's portrait?"
Bill Weasley came waltzing into the room just in time to hear Moody. He turned to Sirius who gave a sad 'No." but had a look of insane glee on his face.
"What did you do Padfoot?" Lupin asked his mirthful friend.
'I think it's about time to unveil some of Fred and George's hard work.'
"Accio pocket mischief." At his command a red and black handkerchief floated over to the table. "A month ago an acquaintance put me in contact with a very brilliant young man name 'Red Spell'. He's quite the skillful inventor. He has been contracted by the Order to come up with new ways of gathering information, defense, and interrogation. This is one of his inventions."
With a flick of his hand Sirius popped the handkerchief and smoothed it out again. Muttering the word "travesura" he stuck his hand into the handkerchief, whose surface rippled like a pool of water, and pulled out several items. The first a palm sized stone that shimmered like light playing on oil and water, the second a small tin of candy and the third a clear bag of marbles.
"What is all that?" Hestia asked. As she reached over to pick up the bag of marbles. Sirius quickly took them from her. Tonks was holding the palm sized stone which had just turned blue. Tonks had a dazed look on her face. "Is something wrong Tonks dear?" She didn't reply. Her lips were moving but nothing was coming out.
"Sirius what's wrong with Tonks?" Bill asked.
"She turned on the Babble Stone."
"Is that why the portrait of yer mum was wide mouthed and blue in the face when I got here?"
"Yep." Sirius turned the stone off.
"Now Black I think it'd be a good idea for you to explain how these things work. No sense in us blowing ourselves up in the field."
"Alright." He said as he picked up each item in turn. "When the Babble Stone turns red it puts out magical background noise keeping people from eavesdropping magical or otherwise when it's blue it can keep a person from speaking or hearing. This here is the Pocket Mischief. It looks like a regular handkerchief and can conceal a good number of objects with but a word. Be careful of the candy tin. The candy ribbons have similar properties to the Polyjuice potion and the taffy is laced with invisibility potion. The marbles are really going to come in handy. They have an anti-apparition ward and combination stunning spell placed on them."
"You've been busy Padfoot."
He smiled at his old friend before grimacing. Thoughts of Harry were never far from his mind even after taking up the reigns of Head of the Order. "Kingsley any news from your men?"
"Nothing new to report Sirius. We just have to hope that wherever they are they're safe and lying low."
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TBC
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[A/N: Now honestly, when have you ever known those four to just lie low? I promise some excitement to come. I hope I'm not losing anyone in the way I keep bouncing around in time. If I am I'm sorry. Tell me to slow it down a bit. Read and Review.]