Chapter Two
Headquarters at Privet Drive
Harry looked again around the house. In the living room members of the Order were discussing something looking at a piece of parchment, which looked very much like a map, on the table. In the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley was preparing a feast of sorts. Harry noticed how the stove that normally held only four gas burners, now had twelve. A knock was heard from the front door. Madungus got up and looked through the peephole. He didn't seem concerned and opened the door to Remus Lupin.
Madungus chatted with Lupin for a moment and then said that he had to get back to his work. Lupin turned his attention to Harry standing in the doorway still gawking at everyone.
"Harry! So this is your uncle's house eh? Not a bad place, nice and protected though." Lupin said as he turned to take in the full view of the home.
"What happened?" is all Harry could stammer out. Death Eaters found Number Twelve Grimwald Place? The new headquarters was here? Harry had too many questions.
Just as Lupin opened his mouth to answer Harry the door opened again from someone coming from outside. Everyone turned to look at who entered. A tall man with long silvery-white hair and a crooked nose walked into the hallway and closed the door behind him. Harry recognized this man immediately as his Headmaster from Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore. He came and stood next to Lupin looking at Harry.
"Ah Harry! I had not planned on arriving until later this afternoon just as I had promised your aunt! But, as you can see, plans change! I hope you don't mind us, err… commandeering your summer home Harry?" said Dumbledore as he smiled. Harry noticed an all to familiar twinkle in his eye.
"How did they find Number Twelve Grimwald Place?" asked Harry quickly.
"There is an answer to that," replied Dumbledore, "but I do not know what it is. A many people knew about our previous headquarters, but none could tell its location, but a very well placed spell at just a precise moment might have allowed someone else to reveal our secret." Dumbledore looked around the room. Harry's heart sank. He just remembered that he had yelled the location into Umbridge's fireplace just last year at school when trying to contact Sirius. He knew the fires were being watched.
"It is no matter," said Dumbledore reassuring Harry, "our new location is just as well placed, and we will remove the Order from here as soon as we have our new headquarters readied. If you will excuse me."
Dumbledore wandered over to the table where they were looking at the map when Harry heard his name. He turned to find Mrs. Weasley calling him. He went into the kitchen.
"How are you dear?" exclaimed Mrs. Weasley, "It is a shame that Ron couldn't be here. They are all at the burrow and I couldn't convince Dumbledore, for the life of me, to let you go and stay. I did try though dear."
"That's alright, thanks for trying." Said Harry glumly.
It wasn't the best of experiences, not being able to see his friends. But Harry knew why it must be. Any owls he sent were sure to be caught, and he would risk revealing the Order at Privet Drive.
"How long does the Order think it will be here? I mean, how long until the new place in finished?" Harry asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Another week," replied Mrs. Weasley "maybe a day or two less."
Harry was excited to be included in the 'loop' this summer. He remembered how last year had been so horrible for him. He also remembered how childish he had acted. There were many things that he had to do this year that would hopefully remedy some of last year's immature mistakes. Harry had set it in his mind that we would do everything possible to act more his age.
His last thought reminded him. Tomorrow would be Harry's 16th birthday. Having the magical world come to him on his birthday would be an awesome present! Harry though, was determined to keep his curiosity at bay unless invited. He wanted to be ready, not in trouble. He already had plans on restarting the DA as soon as the new school year started and he looked forward to it more than ever. He had been able to read and study all he wished so far this summer and was dying to try some of the new things he had learned. Harry then shuddered off an awful feeling of turning into Hermione.
Harry didn't try to even go into the living room or overhear the conversation; instead he went back to his room and continued to read Reflection, and Protection! Spells to aid a wizard under attack!
He had dined with the order but very little was said about anything except that the new headquarters would be ready soon. After dinner, Harry and Dumbledore went into Dudley's room to study occlumency. On their way Mrs. Weasley passed them with a large tray of food. Harry guessed that all of the Dursleys were hiding in his aunt and uncle's room.
Harry entered Dudley's room full of his many material possessions. Dudley's room seemed to be the only available space of any size since the Order has occupied the house. Dumbledore looked at Harry solemnly.
"You know what to do Harry…Legilimens!" Dumbledore seemed to shout, but too quickly, Harry started to see memories. He tried to suppress them the best he could but failed against Dumbledore's incredible power.
Riding a broomstick for the first time… Kissing Cho… The first meeting of the DA in the Hogs Head… The graveyard with Voldemort…
Harry woke up panting from the floor. He noticed that it had gotten shockingly cold for the middle of the summer of Privet Drive.
"They seemed to have found us again," said Dumbledore who was looking out Dudley's window "indeed… We will need to move on the new location quickly!"
Harry jumped up and looked out the window to see four dementors floating around the house the Order was now residing.
After a few moments of informing everyone, they discovered that there were eight dementors total now circling the house… Obviously spying.
"This can mean only one thing," said Mad-eye Moody, "The dementors are now returned to the control of Voldemort. Which also means that all those in Azkaban should be considered free and about.
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