The Final Breath
Chapter 1: An Unexpected Guest
Disclaimer: To all who care to read- I do not own Harry Potter or any of JK Rowling's characters, and if I did I would be bathing in a Jacuzzi, counting my Franklin's, and sipping on a strawberry daiquiri while a cabana boy fanned me. Alas, I am not doing that therefore I don't own Harry Potter.
A/N: Hello everyone! I hope you enjoy my fic! It's my first one so feel free to comment on my work and such. I want to make it really great so go ahead and review!
"Voldemort," Hermione cringed as Harry said the name. "What should we do? He's gathered his Death-Eaters and is ready to attack, and we're sitting here waiting for information from the other members. We're part of the Order now! We should know what's happening!"
Hermione shrugged, running her hands through her chestnut brown hair.
"We're just going to have to wait Harry. Dumbledore hasn't been around lately, so the Order can't let us have any information because they haven't got it themselves."
"But they don't tell us anything!" Harry whined. Hermione sighed, sometimes Harry could be so childish.
After graduation Ron, Harry, and Hermione moved into 12 Grimmauld Place and were immediately made members of the Order of the Phoenix. Since they were the youngest members of the Order, Dumbledore seemed reluctant to give them any dangerous responsibilities. All the trio seemed to do now was exterminate boggarts and doxies in the infested rooms of the Black household.
Hermione surveyed her drab, gray bedroom and sighed. She was tired of just sitting around waiting for the action to start. They looked up as Ron popped his head through the door.
"Harry, Hermione! Meeting downstairs! I think they've got a plan!" Harry's face lit up as he ran out of the room whooping down the stairs with Ron. Hermione stood, stretching.
"Boys," she breathed.
Down in the kitchen Mrs. Weasley was serving tea to a quiet group of Order members. Crowded around the table was Mr. Weasley, Remus, Bill, Moody, Tonks, Kingsley, and, of course, Ron, Hermione, and Harry. Sitting in the corner, away from the rest, were Mungundus and Snape. Hermione peeked over her shoulder smiling inwardly as Mungundus described a serious "business proposition" which was obviously making Snape uncomfortable. Hermione turned back, concentrating on the members surrounding the table. She studied Tonks, Moody, and Remus searching their faces for answers. They all looked down trying not to meet her glaring gaze.
Something fishy's going on, Hermione thought to herself. Remus shifted uncomfortably in his seat, while Tonks changed her hair from green to pink trying to amuse herself. Mr. Weasley cleared his throat loudly, glimpsing at Bill and then smiling sheepishly across the table at Ron. Mrs. Weasley tried to carry on a light conversation with Kingsley but her voice was full of tension and what seemed to be a note of worry.
"What's going on? Do you have a plan to defeat Voldemort?" Harry questioned Lupin abruptly, breaking the stifling silence and making Mrs. Weasley gasp. Remus looked apprehensively at Moody and Tonks, willing them to speak first.
"Look Potter," Snape snarled slowly rising from his seat in the corner. "A valuable new asset has joined the Order and we all know you won't approve of him. Not that it matters what an arrogant brat like the famous Mr. Potter thinks."
"Harry," Mrs. Weasley said, as he opened his mouth to retort, "what Professor Snape is trying to say is that..." The doorbell rang loudly interrupting her. Remus and Moody exchanged hurried glances as Harry, Hermione, and Ron made a mad dash to the door, seeing who could get there first.
"Guys wait!" Tonks cried, trying to stop them. Pushing Harry roughly out of the way, Hermione reached the door wrenching it open with a yell of triumph. Standing there was a familiar face.
"Dumbledore!" shouted Ron and Harry together jubilantly reaching for the Headmaster. "Where have you been?"
"Wait," said the old wizard calmly, gently pushing them back. "I'd like you to meet the newest member of the Order," Dumbledore motioned to a tall, muscled young man to step into view. "Now don't be alarmed." Ron's eyes widened as the new "asset" came into sight, leaning casually against the doorframe. Harry froze, a big O plastered onto his face, as Hermione produced a wand from the folds of her robe, pointing it at the invader's head while hissing viciously through clenched teeth.
"MALFOY!"
A/N: Hey! I hoped everyone liked it. Sorry it's so short. But I wanted to get the ball rolling. The next chapter will be coming out in a couple days. Don't forget to review! Review Review Review! Thankee and Bye!