Chapter Six: Eavesdropping
Jennie strode down the hallway of "The Headquarters" and to where Fred and George had promised to meet her. The doorway to the kitchen. All of the adult members of the Order, were inside discussing something, and Fred and George had promised Jennie a pair of Extendable Ears to listen in also. Maybe she could catch something about her. It had been 2 months since her arrival, she deserved to know something. At this point, she knew absolutely nothing, and they had treated her like one of the kids, cleaning up this and that, and such.
"Jennie, C'mere!" Fred whispered frantically and motioned with his hand. His ear was in place and he was intently listening in, as was George. She looked both ways and quickly raced over to them. "Here. Put this in your ear." Fred told her firmly. "Mum had an Imperturbable Curse on the door last summer, but since we stopped using these, she took it off." George added. "Checked it myself" Fred smiled nodding toward a pile of Dungbombs. "Mum had quite a yell at us, though." George winked. Jennie quickly put the end of the flesh colored string in her ear and listened.
"Well . . . We could always ask her to use mind-control on he-who-must-not-be-named, and like make him kill himself, couldn't we?" Tonks asked. "Nah . . . A man of such power like him, wouldn't leave his mind open. He's got mind blocks! He's probably sitting there WAITING for us to do that." Moody scoffed. "He certainly knows about her. That newspaper article I found in Virgencina's bag obviously contains enough information! A mysterious teen at the airport, with a way to make people believe her . . . He's not stupid! He'll be able to connect the dots!" Someone else chimed in with a rather placid voice. "That's Snape..." George added with distaste. "Well...Than what good is she of to us?" Moody growled. "The girl can see the future, Moody! That's pretty valuable to us, don't you think?"
"Of course she can! But don't you think that he could find ways to trip us up? Do things that look like something but are something else! And there's no guarantee she'll pick up what HE'S doing!" Moody protested. "Well, there's that approach. But there's also the approach that she only sees the future in which someone is killed." Molly replied in a huff. "Now, Now. I believe that there is some way she can assist us. If she receives these eh...premonitions if someone is to expire, it would most likely be attached to him." Dumbledore said soothingly. "Has she seen anything yet?" Lupin inquired. "Not that any of us are aware of...but...we can't always be so sure." Dumbledore replied with skepticism.
"Why wouldn't she tell us?" Molly asked sounding a bit hurt. "Well, honestly Molly. What reason does she have to? She has been ripped away from her life to help us. How do we know that she doesn't harbor resentment toward us? Or that she doesn't feel comfortable telling us? Or if she doesn't think they mean anything? She has never seen Voldemort. And none of us have sat down to talk to her about this sort of thing yet." Dumbledore sighed heavily. "Well . . . Then, someone needs to talk to her." Arthur suggested
A hush came over the room momentarily. "Molly." Dumbledore said gently. "You're really the only one she talks to..." Lupin muttered softly.
"Well...What could I tell her?" Molly asked meekly. "Everything you know about Voldemort. She may know a very limited amount, if anything. This isn't her country. Tell her all about the Order, Voldemort. And what we intend for her to help us with. Although we don't have a plan, until she sees something. But don't tell her more than she needs to know. You recall what we discussed last night." Dumbledore explained. "Well...when do you want me to talk to her?" Molly asked. "Now." Dumbledore said.
This, was their cue to get away. The twins Apparated into their room, and Jennie raced up the stairway, and into her room. Seconds later, Molly knocked on the door. "Come-Come in!" Jennie said frantically not trying to sound out of breath. She quickly yanked the Extendable Ear out and sat on it. "Hello, Jennie." Molly smiled weakly. "I need to talk to you about something, and why on earth are you so out of breath?" Molly looked frightened. "I was doing my...nightly exercise routine, some sit-ups . . . you know..." Jennie lied gracefully. "Oh. Well, It's time I told you about why you're here. And, with time in the summer running out, nearly a week until you, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny leave for Hogwarts." Molly sat next to Jennie on the bed. "OK, sure." Jennie smiled.
"Well, Jennie. There's this awful man. By the name of...of...V-Voldem-mort...." Molly said with much difficulty. "His name is even difficult for us to say. But, he is a horrible, powerful wizard who killed Harry's mum and dad.
And millions of others! Not to mention muggles. He had a reign of terror here, in London. But...his powers were in a way taken from him, the moment he tried to kill Harry. But that's not the point. He is out there, slowly getting stronger. And his Death Eaters are growing and have such extreme loyalty. And we, here at The Order of the Pheonix, are dedicated to stopping him. That's why we need you, Jennie. It's not a matter of a small dispute, a little criminal. This is about millions of people, wizards and muggles alike, being slaughtered if he comes back into power. This is no small matter. We need the upper hand, here. We have you. I know, that this all has taken you away from family, friends . . . school. But, Jennie, it's not just one person, you could save millions of lives." Molly placed her hand gently on Jennie's shoulder.
"That's why if you see anything in your dreams, or visions, anything at all...you need to tell us right away what happened. The fate of England, and possibly the world may very well lay in your hands. The question is, will you take the opportunity, to help us, to help everyone?" Molly asked. "Um...of course, Mrs. Weasley. I'll let you know if I see anything at all." Jennie smiled. "That's a good girl." Molly hugged her. "Jennie, are you sure you haven't seen anything?" Molly asked standing up. "Nothing at all." Jennie replied with a grin. "Great. Now, sweetie, it's late. And tomorrow, I think we can manage a trip to Diagon Alley for your school supplies. Get some sleep." Molly said sweetly. "OK- Goodnight, Mrs. Weasley." Jennie said. "Goodnight, Jennie." Molly said closing the door.
2 pops sounded in Jennie's room, announcing the arrival of the twins. "Well...Well...Well..."George said. "Not too much information on her part, aye?"
"Not really. Were you two using the Extendable Ears?" Jennie smiled. "'Course we were! Didn't expect us to pass up a chance to hear this, did you?" Fred smiled mischievously. "I figured you two were there." Jennie noted. "Have you seen anything?" George asked. "Well, no." Jennie smirked. "You have, haven't you?" Fred asked seeing her refusal to make eye contact. "No, I haven't! I didn't see anything!" Jennie said forcefully. "OK, OK..." George said backing off. "No need to yell..." Fred added.
"Well, If you'll excuse me. I need to change for bed." Jennie said. "We get it already!" George said. "2 Chocolate Frogs says she has..." he whispered as he DisApparated. "If you have...you can tell me. I won't tell the gambler over there or anyone for that matter." Fred told her. "OK- sit down. I need to tell SOMEONE or I'll die." Jennie sighed. "I don't think you'll die...but all right..." Fred mumbled as he sat down.
"OK...it starts that I'm sitting in this...this sort of scary room. It's boarded up, and cold. It also seems to lead to a tree..." Jennie began.
"The Shrieking Shack. Do go on." Fred said eagerly. "Well, I'm sort of taking the place of this short little man missing a finger..." Jennie continued. "WORMTAIL!" Fred yelled triumphantly. Jennie looked at him with disdain. "Sorry- Eh...Please go on." Fred smiled. "Well, so I'm watching this really scary, tall man. He has like these red eyes. And...Well, Harry's there. He's sitting there, all tied up. And, the man has a wand. But, Harry's wand is the one he has. Em...This Wormtail, I, am handed the wand..."
"DO IT!" Voldemort bellowed. "But, milord. Don't you think that we could do something else with the boy? Possibly, make an e-example of him? Do you think that you should kill him in seclusion. Where no one can see your triumph?" Wormtail stuttered. "NO! I'VE WAITED TOO LONG! AND I WOULD DO IT MYSELF IF I HAD THE STRENGTH! BUT YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR DEFIANCE, WORMTAIL!" Voldemort yelled. "Lucius . . . Come here. Please. You, may kill Wormtail, the miserable scum. AND THEN! THE BOY!" He bellowed. A tall, thin man, with long blonde hair snatched Wormtail's wand, and as he quivered...a green light was issued from the end.
"And . . . And . . . " Jennie was sobbing. Fred quickly stood up and embraced her awkwardly, she buried her face in his shoulder. "There, There. It was only a dream. Don't cry." Fred coaxed her. Her head lifted slowly. Fred clumsily wiped her eyes. "It's OK, Jennie. Only a dream . . . " He murmured. "But Fred . . . It's NOT only a dream! It's going to happen! And the little man will die! And so will Harry!" Jennie sobbed. "No, No! Wormtail got Harry's mum and dad killed to start! So, he deserves what comes to him! But . . . You don't know about Harry!" Fred sighed. "No one ever deserves to die, Fred. No one. But it was all so real...AND IT WILL BE! But...He...this Voldemort...is so heartless and cruel!" Jennie sniffled.
"You're right. And that's why you HAVE to tell them! Or Harry might not live through this all!" Fred advised softly. "I-I know! But I can't-I can't go through the story again! It's too painful . . . " Jennie said glancing at Fred's hands still wrapped around her waist. He followed her gaze and blushed as he pulled his arms back quickly. "I'll tell them for you. Tomorrow, after Diagon Alley." Fred half smiled. Jennie returned the gesture. "Thanks, Fred." She said softly. "Anytime. Now, before our friend the invader of privacy gets any ideas . . . I should go." Fred motioned toward the door. "OK . . . Well, see you then." Jennie replied. "See you." Fred nodded and DisApparated.
Jennie strode down the hallway of "The Headquarters" and to where Fred and George had promised to meet her. The doorway to the kitchen. All of the adult members of the Order, were inside discussing something, and Fred and George had promised Jennie a pair of Extendable Ears to listen in also. Maybe she could catch something about her. It had been 2 months since her arrival, she deserved to know something. At this point, she knew absolutely nothing, and they had treated her like one of the kids, cleaning up this and that, and such.
"Jennie, C'mere!" Fred whispered frantically and motioned with his hand. His ear was in place and he was intently listening in, as was George. She looked both ways and quickly raced over to them. "Here. Put this in your ear." Fred told her firmly. "Mum had an Imperturbable Curse on the door last summer, but since we stopped using these, she took it off." George added. "Checked it myself" Fred smiled nodding toward a pile of Dungbombs. "Mum had quite a yell at us, though." George winked. Jennie quickly put the end of the flesh colored string in her ear and listened.
"Well . . . We could always ask her to use mind-control on he-who-must-not-be-named, and like make him kill himself, couldn't we?" Tonks asked. "Nah . . . A man of such power like him, wouldn't leave his mind open. He's got mind blocks! He's probably sitting there WAITING for us to do that." Moody scoffed. "He certainly knows about her. That newspaper article I found in Virgencina's bag obviously contains enough information! A mysterious teen at the airport, with a way to make people believe her . . . He's not stupid! He'll be able to connect the dots!" Someone else chimed in with a rather placid voice. "That's Snape..." George added with distaste. "Well...Than what good is she of to us?" Moody growled. "The girl can see the future, Moody! That's pretty valuable to us, don't you think?"
"Of course she can! But don't you think that he could find ways to trip us up? Do things that look like something but are something else! And there's no guarantee she'll pick up what HE'S doing!" Moody protested. "Well, there's that approach. But there's also the approach that she only sees the future in which someone is killed." Molly replied in a huff. "Now, Now. I believe that there is some way she can assist us. If she receives these eh...premonitions if someone is to expire, it would most likely be attached to him." Dumbledore said soothingly. "Has she seen anything yet?" Lupin inquired. "Not that any of us are aware of...but...we can't always be so sure." Dumbledore replied with skepticism.
"Why wouldn't she tell us?" Molly asked sounding a bit hurt. "Well, honestly Molly. What reason does she have to? She has been ripped away from her life to help us. How do we know that she doesn't harbor resentment toward us? Or that she doesn't feel comfortable telling us? Or if she doesn't think they mean anything? She has never seen Voldemort. And none of us have sat down to talk to her about this sort of thing yet." Dumbledore sighed heavily. "Well . . . Then, someone needs to talk to her." Arthur suggested
A hush came over the room momentarily. "Molly." Dumbledore said gently. "You're really the only one she talks to..." Lupin muttered softly.
"Well...What could I tell her?" Molly asked meekly. "Everything you know about Voldemort. She may know a very limited amount, if anything. This isn't her country. Tell her all about the Order, Voldemort. And what we intend for her to help us with. Although we don't have a plan, until she sees something. But don't tell her more than she needs to know. You recall what we discussed last night." Dumbledore explained. "Well...when do you want me to talk to her?" Molly asked. "Now." Dumbledore said.
This, was their cue to get away. The twins Apparated into their room, and Jennie raced up the stairway, and into her room. Seconds later, Molly knocked on the door. "Come-Come in!" Jennie said frantically not trying to sound out of breath. She quickly yanked the Extendable Ear out and sat on it. "Hello, Jennie." Molly smiled weakly. "I need to talk to you about something, and why on earth are you so out of breath?" Molly looked frightened. "I was doing my...nightly exercise routine, some sit-ups . . . you know..." Jennie lied gracefully. "Oh. Well, It's time I told you about why you're here. And, with time in the summer running out, nearly a week until you, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny leave for Hogwarts." Molly sat next to Jennie on the bed. "OK, sure." Jennie smiled.
"Well, Jennie. There's this awful man. By the name of...of...V-Voldem-mort...." Molly said with much difficulty. "His name is even difficult for us to say. But, he is a horrible, powerful wizard who killed Harry's mum and dad.
And millions of others! Not to mention muggles. He had a reign of terror here, in London. But...his powers were in a way taken from him, the moment he tried to kill Harry. But that's not the point. He is out there, slowly getting stronger. And his Death Eaters are growing and have such extreme loyalty. And we, here at The Order of the Pheonix, are dedicated to stopping him. That's why we need you, Jennie. It's not a matter of a small dispute, a little criminal. This is about millions of people, wizards and muggles alike, being slaughtered if he comes back into power. This is no small matter. We need the upper hand, here. We have you. I know, that this all has taken you away from family, friends . . . school. But, Jennie, it's not just one person, you could save millions of lives." Molly placed her hand gently on Jennie's shoulder.
"That's why if you see anything in your dreams, or visions, anything at all...you need to tell us right away what happened. The fate of England, and possibly the world may very well lay in your hands. The question is, will you take the opportunity, to help us, to help everyone?" Molly asked. "Um...of course, Mrs. Weasley. I'll let you know if I see anything at all." Jennie smiled. "That's a good girl." Molly hugged her. "Jennie, are you sure you haven't seen anything?" Molly asked standing up. "Nothing at all." Jennie replied with a grin. "Great. Now, sweetie, it's late. And tomorrow, I think we can manage a trip to Diagon Alley for your school supplies. Get some sleep." Molly said sweetly. "OK- Goodnight, Mrs. Weasley." Jennie said. "Goodnight, Jennie." Molly said closing the door.
2 pops sounded in Jennie's room, announcing the arrival of the twins. "Well...Well...Well..."George said. "Not too much information on her part, aye?"
"Not really. Were you two using the Extendable Ears?" Jennie smiled. "'Course we were! Didn't expect us to pass up a chance to hear this, did you?" Fred smiled mischievously. "I figured you two were there." Jennie noted. "Have you seen anything?" George asked. "Well, no." Jennie smirked. "You have, haven't you?" Fred asked seeing her refusal to make eye contact. "No, I haven't! I didn't see anything!" Jennie said forcefully. "OK, OK..." George said backing off. "No need to yell..." Fred added.
"Well, If you'll excuse me. I need to change for bed." Jennie said. "We get it already!" George said. "2 Chocolate Frogs says she has..." he whispered as he DisApparated. "If you have...you can tell me. I won't tell the gambler over there or anyone for that matter." Fred told her. "OK- sit down. I need to tell SOMEONE or I'll die." Jennie sighed. "I don't think you'll die...but all right..." Fred mumbled as he sat down.
"OK...it starts that I'm sitting in this...this sort of scary room. It's boarded up, and cold. It also seems to lead to a tree..." Jennie began.
"The Shrieking Shack. Do go on." Fred said eagerly. "Well, I'm sort of taking the place of this short little man missing a finger..." Jennie continued. "WORMTAIL!" Fred yelled triumphantly. Jennie looked at him with disdain. "Sorry- Eh...Please go on." Fred smiled. "Well, so I'm watching this really scary, tall man. He has like these red eyes. And...Well, Harry's there. He's sitting there, all tied up. And, the man has a wand. But, Harry's wand is the one he has. Em...This Wormtail, I, am handed the wand..."
"DO IT!" Voldemort bellowed. "But, milord. Don't you think that we could do something else with the boy? Possibly, make an e-example of him? Do you think that you should kill him in seclusion. Where no one can see your triumph?" Wormtail stuttered. "NO! I'VE WAITED TOO LONG! AND I WOULD DO IT MYSELF IF I HAD THE STRENGTH! BUT YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR DEFIANCE, WORMTAIL!" Voldemort yelled. "Lucius . . . Come here. Please. You, may kill Wormtail, the miserable scum. AND THEN! THE BOY!" He bellowed. A tall, thin man, with long blonde hair snatched Wormtail's wand, and as he quivered...a green light was issued from the end.
"And . . . And . . . " Jennie was sobbing. Fred quickly stood up and embraced her awkwardly, she buried her face in his shoulder. "There, There. It was only a dream. Don't cry." Fred coaxed her. Her head lifted slowly. Fred clumsily wiped her eyes. "It's OK, Jennie. Only a dream . . . " He murmured. "But Fred . . . It's NOT only a dream! It's going to happen! And the little man will die! And so will Harry!" Jennie sobbed. "No, No! Wormtail got Harry's mum and dad killed to start! So, he deserves what comes to him! But . . . You don't know about Harry!" Fred sighed. "No one ever deserves to die, Fred. No one. But it was all so real...AND IT WILL BE! But...He...this Voldemort...is so heartless and cruel!" Jennie sniffled.
"You're right. And that's why you HAVE to tell them! Or Harry might not live through this all!" Fred advised softly. "I-I know! But I can't-I can't go through the story again! It's too painful . . . " Jennie said glancing at Fred's hands still wrapped around her waist. He followed her gaze and blushed as he pulled his arms back quickly. "I'll tell them for you. Tomorrow, after Diagon Alley." Fred half smiled. Jennie returned the gesture. "Thanks, Fred." She said softly. "Anytime. Now, before our friend the invader of privacy gets any ideas . . . I should go." Fred motioned toward the door. "OK . . . Well, see you then." Jennie replied. "See you." Fred nodded and DisApparated.