Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, otherwise I would have more money.
But, as I might have mentioned before, I plan on someday kidnapping Luna
Lovegood and taking her off to my castle in Scotland...problem is, I don't
have a castle in Scotland...maybe I should ask Donald Trump to get me one...
A/N: Wow....It was 2 months after I posted Chapter 3 before I posted Chapter 4, but it's just been one day after I posted Chapter 4 and I'm posting Chapter 5! It's these weekends, gotta love 'em! At this rate, I'll be at Chapter 15 by the end of Easter Break(Yes my friends, I have no life.)
Chapter 5
For The Good of the Order
That Friday, some sort of major thing they refused to tell the kids about was happening at the headquarters, so Mrs. Weasley was taking the kids to Diagon Alley for the rest of the week to get their school supplies.
The 7 of them, along with Mrs. Weasley, Lupin, and the twins, were riding the Muggle Underground. They were a rather odd site, with Harry, Ron, and Ernie all carrying bird cages, and Hermione carrying a cat, but they avoided any questions by saying that they were a family moving across town.
Harry imagined it might have overwhelmed Madam Malkin, with 7 students all getting new robes. But it was nice to get away from the constant reminders of Sirius at the headquarters. After which, the group headed to the apothecary, then to Magical Menagerie (Luna bought a pet salamander with her birthday money), and then, Harry headed to Weasley Wizard Wheezes for the first time.
In the small shop, the walls were lined with skiving snackboxes, extendable ears, canary creams, and quite a few other things Harry didn't recognize. In the back there was a table with a cash register, and a sloppy sign that read "Weasley Wizard Wheezes". Lee Jordan sat behind the counter, looking through some sort of book.
There was a silence as everyone except the twins looked around in amazement. Fred and George were grinning broadly. "Brilliant, isn't it?"
Even Mrs. Weasley, who had never approved of their job choice, was amazed. She was still being stubborn and trying to pretend she didn't support their idea, but she couldn't help herself. "This...er...building is very nice."
"Surely, this is already more than Bill and Charlie and P-er, I mean, Ginny, will make," Ron commented.
"Hey!" Ginny exclaimed.
As Mrs. Weasley walked to the back to talk to Lee Jordan, Ron muttered "Sorry, Gin."
"Should have expected the legendary Weasley twins would have done something like this," Ernie said, looking at a box of skiving snackboxes.
"In 5 years, there'll be a Weasley Wizard Wheezes in Paris, I'd bet," Ron boasted, "And Rome, and Barcelona too!"
"Oh, don't exaggerate it, Ron," Fred said, grinning.
"Yeah," George said, "We'd open one somewhere in Scotland, first."
The group turned towards the door as it opened and a bell rang. Into the former Gryffindor beaters shop walked the new Gryffindor beaters, Andrew Kirke and Jack Sloper.
The pair of 4th years were built somewhat similar. Andrew Kirke was about Ginny's height, with dark brown eyes, and light brown hair that seemed to go in every direction but down. Jack was a bit shorter, with black hair that fell flat, and bangs that reached down to his eyebrows. Both of them were looking around the shop, amazed, and neither noticed that the underage Order members were there. "So this is the Weasley twins' place..." Jack said under his breath.
"KIRKE! SLOPER!" Ron yelled, running up to them.
Fred rolled his eyes. "Ron's going O.W.S. again..."
"I think we need to take him to St. Mungo's," George said seriously.
As Ron ran on, he grabbed Ginny and drug her along with Andrew and Jack off to Quality Quidditch Supplies, and Mrs. Weasley hurried after to keep an eye on them. Harry shrugged, and Hermione lead him off, along with Luna, Neville, Ernie, and the twins, to Flourish and Blotts.
The store was relatively empty that afternoon. Hermione immediately ran off to scan over a shelf full of Ancient Runes books, Ernie was flipping through a book about muggle studies, while Neville predictably was looking at a book called Aquatic Plants of the Tasman Sea, Luna sat in a corner, her new pet salamander running down her leg, and the Weasley twins were in the back of the store, flirting hopelessly with a tall, tanned, brunette girl, who was leaning against the wall, attempting to read a book about the Wimbourne Wasps.
Harry himself was scanning a random shelf of books, looking for something that he could pick up as a hobby instead of quidditch. A bell rang as three people entered the store and headed towards in the counter. His draw dropped to see Professor Snape entering the story, along with Draco Malfoy, and a girl he didn't recognize, a bit shorter than Draco, with shiny reddish-brown hair, wearing bright green robes.
Harry had the urge to run up to Snape and ask him what he was doing with Malfoy, but he thought better of it. The man at the desk picked the books that Malfoy and the girl needed out of the pile quickly and handed them to the students. The three of them turned quickly and left the store, neither of the three made any recognition that Harry was there, except perhaps for the girl, who Harry could have sworn winked at him.
Harry turned around to see the others reactions, then realized that he had been the only one who noticed. Harry bolted back to Hermione, and snapped the book she was holding shut quickly, nearly smashing her nose. "Harry, what-"
"SNAPE AND MALFOY!"
Hermione looked at him as if he was a bit crazy. "What in the world are you talking about?"
"Snape and Malfoy were just here, together, and some girl was with them, I don't know her name, but..."
"Snape and Malfoy were together? Snape's probably just doing some spy work, you know, checking out Malfoy, he HAS to be a death eater by now, and the other girl-"
"Draco probably has as much information from the death eaters as we do from the Order," Harry replied.
"Well, senior Malfoy's probably away on business, and Snape-"Luna, who had snuck up behind her without anyone's notice, interrupted Hermione.
"Lucius is in Azkaban," she said plainly.
Later that night, Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in the parlor of the Leaky Cauldron, trying to decipher the events of the day.
"Ok, if Lucius is in Azkaban," Hermione began, "And something happened to Mrs. Malfoy, it's logical that an old, trusted 'friend' of Lucius like Snape would take care of Draco, right?"
"But then, what happened to Mrs. Malfoy then?"
"Maybe...she's going to break out the death eaters. She's busy helping with plotting to free Lucius, so Draco stays with Snape."
"But then who was that girl?" Harry asked.
"Maybe...she was...Draco's sister?"
Ron shook his head. "Draco has everything handed to him. There's no way possible that he has a sibling."
"What about...Snape's daughter?"
"There's no way Snape has a daughter," Harry replied, "We would have known that a long time ago. One Snape is bad enough."
"Well, maybe she's the child of another death eater? Maybe Snape is the death eater baby sitter."
"Snape wouldn't do that, Snape hates kids."
"Not Slytherin kids."
"This is all so damn confusing," Ron muttered.
"What about this?" came a voice. "Snape's kidnapped both Draco and this girl from their parents because they were death eaters, is trying to get both of them to join the Order, and see if they know anything about what the death eaters are plotting." Luna stood in the doorway.
"I would think the Death Eaters would keep better tabs on their kids," Hermione replied, "And Snape didn't exactly have them on a leash."
"You don't put a leash on people," Ron said stupidly, "They're for animals, remember?"
"A hypothetical leash, Ron, and they were acting upon their own free will, right Harry?"
"Yeah," Harry replied. He was starting to get annoyed. "I think he still a death eater," he suddenly said flatly.
"No, he's not," Hermione replied, "He's just a spy. Dumbledore trusts him, and-"
"So? Dumbledore's not always right, he was wrong about Moody, he was wrong about Trelawney, he was wrong about-"Harry suddenly stopped, and felt like throwing up everything he had eaten all day on the table, "about Sirius."
"Harry, how was he supposed-" Hermione was cut off by Harry's chair getting pulled out, as he left the parlor suddenly.
A/N: Crappy ending. Oh well, that happens. This chapter was...pretty much pointless. The only reason it was here was so I had a place to stick about 10 plot hints and such. Now, I am being truthfully honest this time when I say it will get better...there's actually action in the next chapter...YAY!
Next Chapter:
Chapter 6 Explanations & Escapades
A/N: Wow....It was 2 months after I posted Chapter 3 before I posted Chapter 4, but it's just been one day after I posted Chapter 4 and I'm posting Chapter 5! It's these weekends, gotta love 'em! At this rate, I'll be at Chapter 15 by the end of Easter Break(Yes my friends, I have no life.)
Chapter 5
For The Good of the Order
That Friday, some sort of major thing they refused to tell the kids about was happening at the headquarters, so Mrs. Weasley was taking the kids to Diagon Alley for the rest of the week to get their school supplies.
The 7 of them, along with Mrs. Weasley, Lupin, and the twins, were riding the Muggle Underground. They were a rather odd site, with Harry, Ron, and Ernie all carrying bird cages, and Hermione carrying a cat, but they avoided any questions by saying that they were a family moving across town.
Harry imagined it might have overwhelmed Madam Malkin, with 7 students all getting new robes. But it was nice to get away from the constant reminders of Sirius at the headquarters. After which, the group headed to the apothecary, then to Magical Menagerie (Luna bought a pet salamander with her birthday money), and then, Harry headed to Weasley Wizard Wheezes for the first time.
In the small shop, the walls were lined with skiving snackboxes, extendable ears, canary creams, and quite a few other things Harry didn't recognize. In the back there was a table with a cash register, and a sloppy sign that read "Weasley Wizard Wheezes". Lee Jordan sat behind the counter, looking through some sort of book.
There was a silence as everyone except the twins looked around in amazement. Fred and George were grinning broadly. "Brilliant, isn't it?"
Even Mrs. Weasley, who had never approved of their job choice, was amazed. She was still being stubborn and trying to pretend she didn't support their idea, but she couldn't help herself. "This...er...building is very nice."
"Surely, this is already more than Bill and Charlie and P-er, I mean, Ginny, will make," Ron commented.
"Hey!" Ginny exclaimed.
As Mrs. Weasley walked to the back to talk to Lee Jordan, Ron muttered "Sorry, Gin."
"Should have expected the legendary Weasley twins would have done something like this," Ernie said, looking at a box of skiving snackboxes.
"In 5 years, there'll be a Weasley Wizard Wheezes in Paris, I'd bet," Ron boasted, "And Rome, and Barcelona too!"
"Oh, don't exaggerate it, Ron," Fred said, grinning.
"Yeah," George said, "We'd open one somewhere in Scotland, first."
The group turned towards the door as it opened and a bell rang. Into the former Gryffindor beaters shop walked the new Gryffindor beaters, Andrew Kirke and Jack Sloper.
The pair of 4th years were built somewhat similar. Andrew Kirke was about Ginny's height, with dark brown eyes, and light brown hair that seemed to go in every direction but down. Jack was a bit shorter, with black hair that fell flat, and bangs that reached down to his eyebrows. Both of them were looking around the shop, amazed, and neither noticed that the underage Order members were there. "So this is the Weasley twins' place..." Jack said under his breath.
"KIRKE! SLOPER!" Ron yelled, running up to them.
Fred rolled his eyes. "Ron's going O.W.S. again..."
"I think we need to take him to St. Mungo's," George said seriously.
As Ron ran on, he grabbed Ginny and drug her along with Andrew and Jack off to Quality Quidditch Supplies, and Mrs. Weasley hurried after to keep an eye on them. Harry shrugged, and Hermione lead him off, along with Luna, Neville, Ernie, and the twins, to Flourish and Blotts.
The store was relatively empty that afternoon. Hermione immediately ran off to scan over a shelf full of Ancient Runes books, Ernie was flipping through a book about muggle studies, while Neville predictably was looking at a book called Aquatic Plants of the Tasman Sea, Luna sat in a corner, her new pet salamander running down her leg, and the Weasley twins were in the back of the store, flirting hopelessly with a tall, tanned, brunette girl, who was leaning against the wall, attempting to read a book about the Wimbourne Wasps.
Harry himself was scanning a random shelf of books, looking for something that he could pick up as a hobby instead of quidditch. A bell rang as three people entered the store and headed towards in the counter. His draw dropped to see Professor Snape entering the story, along with Draco Malfoy, and a girl he didn't recognize, a bit shorter than Draco, with shiny reddish-brown hair, wearing bright green robes.
Harry had the urge to run up to Snape and ask him what he was doing with Malfoy, but he thought better of it. The man at the desk picked the books that Malfoy and the girl needed out of the pile quickly and handed them to the students. The three of them turned quickly and left the store, neither of the three made any recognition that Harry was there, except perhaps for the girl, who Harry could have sworn winked at him.
Harry turned around to see the others reactions, then realized that he had been the only one who noticed. Harry bolted back to Hermione, and snapped the book she was holding shut quickly, nearly smashing her nose. "Harry, what-"
"SNAPE AND MALFOY!"
Hermione looked at him as if he was a bit crazy. "What in the world are you talking about?"
"Snape and Malfoy were just here, together, and some girl was with them, I don't know her name, but..."
"Snape and Malfoy were together? Snape's probably just doing some spy work, you know, checking out Malfoy, he HAS to be a death eater by now, and the other girl-"
"Draco probably has as much information from the death eaters as we do from the Order," Harry replied.
"Well, senior Malfoy's probably away on business, and Snape-"Luna, who had snuck up behind her without anyone's notice, interrupted Hermione.
"Lucius is in Azkaban," she said plainly.
Later that night, Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in the parlor of the Leaky Cauldron, trying to decipher the events of the day.
"Ok, if Lucius is in Azkaban," Hermione began, "And something happened to Mrs. Malfoy, it's logical that an old, trusted 'friend' of Lucius like Snape would take care of Draco, right?"
"But then, what happened to Mrs. Malfoy then?"
"Maybe...she's going to break out the death eaters. She's busy helping with plotting to free Lucius, so Draco stays with Snape."
"But then who was that girl?" Harry asked.
"Maybe...she was...Draco's sister?"
Ron shook his head. "Draco has everything handed to him. There's no way possible that he has a sibling."
"What about...Snape's daughter?"
"There's no way Snape has a daughter," Harry replied, "We would have known that a long time ago. One Snape is bad enough."
"Well, maybe she's the child of another death eater? Maybe Snape is the death eater baby sitter."
"Snape wouldn't do that, Snape hates kids."
"Not Slytherin kids."
"This is all so damn confusing," Ron muttered.
"What about this?" came a voice. "Snape's kidnapped both Draco and this girl from their parents because they were death eaters, is trying to get both of them to join the Order, and see if they know anything about what the death eaters are plotting." Luna stood in the doorway.
"I would think the Death Eaters would keep better tabs on their kids," Hermione replied, "And Snape didn't exactly have them on a leash."
"You don't put a leash on people," Ron said stupidly, "They're for animals, remember?"
"A hypothetical leash, Ron, and they were acting upon their own free will, right Harry?"
"Yeah," Harry replied. He was starting to get annoyed. "I think he still a death eater," he suddenly said flatly.
"No, he's not," Hermione replied, "He's just a spy. Dumbledore trusts him, and-"
"So? Dumbledore's not always right, he was wrong about Moody, he was wrong about Trelawney, he was wrong about-"Harry suddenly stopped, and felt like throwing up everything he had eaten all day on the table, "about Sirius."
"Harry, how was he supposed-" Hermione was cut off by Harry's chair getting pulled out, as he left the parlor suddenly.
A/N: Crappy ending. Oh well, that happens. This chapter was...pretty much pointless. The only reason it was here was so I had a place to stick about 10 plot hints and such. Now, I am being truthfully honest this time when I say it will get better...there's actually action in the next chapter...YAY!
Next Chapter:
Chapter 6 Explanations & Escapades