Chapter 4. TheGenkiGirl, you'll get it soon enough! Um…about what Harry said last chapter…um, I don't think he'd say it either, but…well…he did! Lol, I honestly don't think I'll change this to humour, though, at least not yet. I like Tonks, too (hence why the character I made up is a relation…read this chapter), and I'm pretty clumsy, too. Clumsy people of the world unite! LOL!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the other characters. Well, aside from one character in this chapter. Give you three guesses who.

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Harry stayed in the kitchen for awhile longer. Hermione was furious with him, and something about the cat was comforting. Wait a minute, he thought, another cat? How many cats were there anyway?

Shuddering slightly, thinking that Phoenix Manor might aswell be called Cat Manor, Harry got up and made for his and Ron's room, thinking mildly about writing to Hagrid.

"Harry, what took you so long?" asked Ron as Harry walked passed him on the stairs.

Hermione was there, too, glaring at Harry.

"Nothing, just wanted to…play with a cat," Harry replied, then he added, "I'll see you later, Ron, I want to write to someone."

Ron looked incredulously at Harry as he walked into their room and shut the door. Wasn't everyone Harry ever wrote to now at Phoenix Manor, too? Well, aside from Sirius, but that couldn't be helped…

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In the room, Harry thought slowly of something to write to Hagrid. What if Hedwig was intercepted, like she had almost been the year before? He couldn't risk it, so instead he wrote

"Hagrid,

Please come and visit, we're dying to see you. Professor Dumbledore knows where, just ask him.

Harry"

Not very much, Harry decided, but the best he could do without giving out any vital details. This written, he folded the piece of paper up, wrote "Hagrid" on the back and made his way to the pet room, where Hedwig was.

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In the pet room, he saw someone sitting in the corner under Hedwig's perch. The black cat with wings was sitting on their lap. Harry didn't know who this person was, but before he could ask, a deep voice came from the corner where he had seen Fawks before.

"Hello, Harry," Dumbledore said, "Meet the youngest member of the Order of the Phoenix."

The person sitting under Hedwig's perch got to their feet and walked out of the shadows. She was a girl of around Harry's age. She had long, dark purple hair that reached far below her waist. Her eyes were dark and sparkling. Something about her reminded Harry of someone else he knew, but he couldn't think who.

"Hi," the girl said.

There was a sharp "crack" and Tonks was suddenly standing beside Dumbledore.

"Professor," she said breathlessly, "You'll never believe what-oh, I'll tell you later." She cut off quickly seeing Harry, "Harry, this is my sister, Phoebe. Dad named her," she added hastily, "He's a muggle, he didn't want another 'Nymphadora' like mum did."

"No, he wanted a 'Phoebe' instead," Phoebe murmured.

"If we make our way up to my quarters, we should be undisturbed." Dumbledore said in an undertone to Tonks.

Tonks and Dumbledore left. Phoebe went back to the black winged cat.

"How old are you?" asked Harry curiously.

"16," replied Phoebe.

"And you're in the Order? Are you in Hogwarts?" Harry asked quickly. He couldn't believe it. Why wasn't he in the Order? He was older than Phoebe.

"I am in the Order, yeah." Phoebe replied, sighing and added in an undertone, "Not that I want to be…" then taking her voice back to normal level she continued, "Yeah, I'm in Hogwarts. Same as you-Sixth year Gryffindor."

"How come I didn't see you before?" asked Harry, bulging with questions, "Can you change like your sister can? Are you a whats-it-called…Metamorphmagus?"

"I get up earlier than you do, that's why you haven't seen me before," replied Phoebe, "I'm not a Metamorphmagus, but I can change, its just I can change into anything. I'm a Metamorph." Seeing the blank look on Harry's face she added, "Yes, there is a difference."

Harry walked over and took Hedwig off her perch. Tying the letter to her leg and releasing her out of a window, he started the questions again.

"And your…um…cat-thing, what happened to it?" Harry asked, "I mean, Cho Chang told me it was a result of something like misuse of magic."

"Who, Zebidia?" Phoebe said, laughing, "Nah, Zebidia's never been touched by a wand. He's not a cat, either. Infact, he's not entirely an animal, either. He's some kinda weird being from a different dimension."

Harry tilted his head, though from some of what he'd learned since discovering the magical community, it probably wasn't a lie.

"So I take it your allowed to do magic outside of school?" asked Harry.

Phoebe nodded, "Forced to, actually. Same with Apparation."

"Oh, so you were one of my guard last year?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah," she nodded. Then she checked her watch and jumped up, cursing, "I've got to-"

A sharp crack announced the arrival of someone else. Kingsley stood in the centre of the room, pointing to his watch.

"I know!" moaned Phoebe, "I'm late! Bye Harry!"

With two more cracks, Kingsley and Phoebe had gone.

Harry went upstairs to tell the others exactly how old Phoebe was. He was quite angry that he wasn't allowed in the Order, even if he wasn't a Metamorph, he still had lived through meeting Lord Voldemort more than once.

"Ron!" he exclaimed when he saw Ron, "Ron, you'll never guess what I've just done!"

Ron looked at Harry as though he had two heads, "What?" he asked cautiously.

"I met the youngest member of the Order!" Harry continued.

"We all have," Ron replied, still looking cautious, "Its Tonks, isn't it?"

"Well…sort of…its Phoebe Tonks, Tonks little sister." Harry continued once more, "And guess what? She's the same age as us!"

Ron looked furious at this, "Then why can't we be in the Order? Where is she?"

"She's gone now, but she's allowed use magic out of school and she can apparate and everything!" Harry told him.

Ron glared at a door, "Mum wont even tell me what they're talking about now."

Hermione, who had been sitting in silence with Ginny and Cho while Harry and Ron spoke, raised her head slightly, "Well, Phoebe's already said nothing much is going on at the moment…just guarding Harry…"

"You already knew and didn't tell us?" yelled Ron, "What kind of friend are you?"

"I knew two, and so did Cho," said Ginny quietly, "We just assumed you knew, too."

"And Phoebe promised to tell us if anything happened," Hermione said quickly, "And we'll tell you, but she's not here that much, so it might take awhile…"

"Never mind that!" snapped Harry, "How did you know before we did?"

Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes, "Harry, I share a dormitory with her."

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