Disclaimer: HP & Co. belong to JKR. This plot belongs to Dani.
'The what?' asked Harry, not understanding what Professor Figg said.
'The Order of the Phoenix.' she said.
'What about it?' he asked, feeling very stupid, he didn't exactly know a lot of things about the wizarding world.
'I'd rather talk to you about this somewhere else. I just wanted you to get your things because, unfortunately, you won't be spending your summer here.' she said.
Unfortunately? Harry's face lit up. Uncle Vernon's too!
Harry went up and got his wizarding things and Hedwig. He was absolutely excited. He wasn't going to see the Dursleys for another year!
When he went down, Professor Figg was still talking with Mr. Dursley. He seemed angry at something.
'You should put on proper clothes, woman! What'll the neighbors think if they see you in our yard in those hideous clothes?' he said in a near yelling tone.
'But you see, sir, the muggles won't see us when we walk. I've put a spe...'
'DON'T USE THE 'S' WORD IN MY HOUSE!' he bellowed. He glanced at Harry and said to Professor Figg, 'TAKE THE BOY AND GET OUT!'
She didn't say a word and went to Harry.
'Come, Harry. We mustn't be late.' she said softly, ignoring Uncle Vernon's purple face.
Harry nodded and took his things, which were light to carry due to a spell he put on them.
Outside, Harry asked her where they were going.
'I just came to take you away from that house. The Order will explain everything you need to know. However, I need to look for a place for you to stay while they're doing their job.'
Harry didn't know what to do. He was taken away from the Dursleys for the entire summer, something he wanted, but he didn't have anywhere to go.
He saw Professor Figg get something out and began reading it. It was a flat rectangular thing. She must've seen something in it because after some time, she nodded her head.
'Harry, I've checked with the higher powers and they said you should stay over at Miss Granger's house.'
'But I don't know if she'll say yes.'
'She has. Someone informed her and she says she'll be delighted.'
This was all too fast. But Harry was glad Hermione was having him.
'Uh, Professor, what's wrong with the Order?' he asked, hoping to get a reply.
'I can only tell you this. There's a traitor inside. Passing information to the Dark lord himself.'
A traitor? Harry guessed it was best if he'd stop asking. He had no idea what the Order of the Phoenix was but he knew he'd find out soon enough.
Professor Figg apparated them to Hermione's house. She was waiting for them by the front door.
'Harry!' she called out. 'You're here!'
'Hi Hermione. Sorry if I bothered your parents into taking me.' he blushed a bit.
'Don't be silly. You're welcome here anytime! Professor Fogged you want to come in?'
'No thanks dear. I have a lot to do. I'll just see you two around. Take care dears.' and she apparated with a 'pop'
Hermione gave Harry a kiss and she ushered him inside. Mr. and Mrs. Granger were there in the sitting room.
'Mom, Dad! Harry's here.'
'Good afternoon Harry. Welcome. Come and sit down.' said Mrs. Granger.
Harry was really embarrassed but he sat down.
'So, Harry dear, make yourself at home. Hermione will show you where you'll be sleeping.' said Mr. Granger. They were unbelievably kind.
'Thank you, sir.' he said, looking down.
'Harry m'boy, don't you dare feel uncomfortable around us. We're quite happy to see you're here.' laughed Mr. Granger.
Harry smiled and said,'Sorry. Okay.'
Mrs. Granger looked at her watch. 'Dear, we've got to go now. Mrs. Parker will be waiting for me. Her appointment's been delayed three times already!' she said to Mr. Granger.
'Alright.' he said. He turned to Hermione. 'Now pumpkin, show your guest to his room and make yourselves some dinner before going to sleep. We might be home a little later than usual.'
Hermione nodded and the Grangers said their goodbyes.
'Take care you two, and sleep early.' called Mrs. Granger from the car.
'Okay, mom! Bye!'
Harry merely waved his hands.
They stayed outside till the car wasn't visible.
'C'mon, Harry. Inside.' she said, pulling his arm.
Harry and Hermione were left alone in the house. She prepared muggle TV dinner and ate it in the kitchen. They haven't been separated that long but Harry had a lot to tell Hermione.
'So then she tells me that there's a traitor in the Order. I would be worried but I don't even know what the "Order" is!' he told her.
'Maybe it's some sort of Organization against evil wizards? A gathering of some sort?' said Hermione. She knew she was as clueless as Harry but that bothered her.
'I don't know. But she said I'd find out soon. They were going to tell me everything.'
'Anything else you can remember?' she asked.
'Yeh she told me "the higher powers" told her to stay over at your house." The higher powers" are either her superiors or she has the "eye" like Professor Trelawney.' he said.
They both laughed at the idea of Professor Figg possessing the "eye". Then, something popped into Harry's head.
'Uh, Hermione, I thought your parents were getting a divorce. What's going on?' he asked, hoping he didn't sound like he wanted them divorced.
She laughed. 'I can't believe it either but they told me on our way here that they were going to work it out. You'll never guess the reason why!'
'For you? They want the best for you?'
'Well, I guess there're two reasons.' she giggled.
'What's the other reason?'
'I'm going to be a big sister! My mom's pregnant!' she exclaimed.
'That's great!'
'Yeah, I know. And they're staying together because they're still in love. Just had a really big and long argument. Also, if we get lucky, my soon to be sibling might be a wizard or a witch!'
Harry was really happy for her. It seemed that everything was going Hermione's way now. Not like last year where everything went wrong.
'C'mon. Let's go to the living room and watch something. It's not that late.' she said but sounded more like an order.
Harry didn't refuse. Not cuddling with the best looking girl in his opinion was not an option.
They sat on the couch and wondered what to watch. Hermione wanted a good romantic comedy like 'You've got mail' or 'Sleepless in Seattle' but Harry debated for an action one like 'Die Hard' or 'The Godfather', which the title reminded him of Sirius. In the end, they both agreed on watching a scary one instead.
'I heard 'The House on Haunted Hill' is really scary. Harry.'
'I wouldn't really know. This is officially the first time I get to watch anything without Dudley blocking the TV.'
They watched it and fell asleep on the couch before the really good parts were shown.
'Pumpkin, wake up! Go sleep in your room, not on the couch.' said a voice that obviously came from Mr. Granger.
Oh no, Harry thought, we're cuddling! They're seeing us cuddle!
Harry got up fast.
'Hi Mr. Granger. Good to see you back.' said Harry. But what he really wanted to say was,' Nothing happened! We were just cuddling!'
'Yes, well, Mrs Granger's in the kitchen preparing some food. If you're hungry, Harry, you can ask her for some.' he said kindly, with a grin.
'Oh. Okay. I guess I'll go there right now then.'
'Pumpkin, wake up! Go sleep in your bed!' he said in more than a normal tone.' She's not much of a light sleeper, is she, Harry?' joked Mr. Granger.
'No, sir. I guess not.' he responded.
'My eyes are closed but I can hear fine, you know.' said Hermione, getting up rather slowly.
She bid Harry and her parents goodnight as she went to her room. Harry went to the kitchen.
'Hello Mrs. Granger. I'll just fix myself a sandwich.' he said politely.
'Oh hello Harry dear. No, no. Let me do it.' she said.
'Thanks.'
'So, I hear you and Hermione are an item.' she said, in a non-insulting tone.
Harry was completely speechless. He'd love to tell her he had feeling for Hermione but he didn't think it was appropriate.
'Uh, yes ma'am.'
She giggled. 'Well I must say she's picked a mighty fine young man.'
Harry blushed. He'd say thanks but it'd seem he's agreeing with her.
'Here's your sandwich, dear.' she said as she handed him the sandwich. 'Now, off you get. It's pretty late now, dear.'
'Yes ma'am. Goodnight and thank you for the hospitality.' he said. Hospitality? Of all the things he could've said, hospitality was the one he picked!
'You're not very good with words when you're nervous, are you, Harry?' she joked.
'Guess not.'
'Well, off with you, dear. Goodnight.' and he went to the room he was staying.
It wasn't hard to doze off because the bed was as comfortable as anything. Not like the bed he had at the Dursleys' where it was as hard as if there wasn't a mattress.
Harry had a dream that night. He was in a room where a bunch of blurry wizard were discussing something. Somewhere near the end of the table, there was a man...is that?
James Potter!
Harry tried to say, 'Dad!' But no words came out. Then, he saw someone enter. Professor Figg?
***** I know everybody has the Order of the Pheonix in their fan fictions lately, but Dani's is different, and so much better.
'The what?' asked Harry, not understanding what Professor Figg said.
'The Order of the Phoenix.' she said.
'What about it?' he asked, feeling very stupid, he didn't exactly know a lot of things about the wizarding world.
'I'd rather talk to you about this somewhere else. I just wanted you to get your things because, unfortunately, you won't be spending your summer here.' she said.
Unfortunately? Harry's face lit up. Uncle Vernon's too!
Harry went up and got his wizarding things and Hedwig. He was absolutely excited. He wasn't going to see the Dursleys for another year!
When he went down, Professor Figg was still talking with Mr. Dursley. He seemed angry at something.
'You should put on proper clothes, woman! What'll the neighbors think if they see you in our yard in those hideous clothes?' he said in a near yelling tone.
'But you see, sir, the muggles won't see us when we walk. I've put a spe...'
'DON'T USE THE 'S' WORD IN MY HOUSE!' he bellowed. He glanced at Harry and said to Professor Figg, 'TAKE THE BOY AND GET OUT!'
She didn't say a word and went to Harry.
'Come, Harry. We mustn't be late.' she said softly, ignoring Uncle Vernon's purple face.
Harry nodded and took his things, which were light to carry due to a spell he put on them.
Outside, Harry asked her where they were going.
'I just came to take you away from that house. The Order will explain everything you need to know. However, I need to look for a place for you to stay while they're doing their job.'
Harry didn't know what to do. He was taken away from the Dursleys for the entire summer, something he wanted, but he didn't have anywhere to go.
He saw Professor Figg get something out and began reading it. It was a flat rectangular thing. She must've seen something in it because after some time, she nodded her head.
'Harry, I've checked with the higher powers and they said you should stay over at Miss Granger's house.'
'But I don't know if she'll say yes.'
'She has. Someone informed her and she says she'll be delighted.'
This was all too fast. But Harry was glad Hermione was having him.
'Uh, Professor, what's wrong with the Order?' he asked, hoping to get a reply.
'I can only tell you this. There's a traitor inside. Passing information to the Dark lord himself.'
A traitor? Harry guessed it was best if he'd stop asking. He had no idea what the Order of the Phoenix was but he knew he'd find out soon enough.
Professor Figg apparated them to Hermione's house. She was waiting for them by the front door.
'Harry!' she called out. 'You're here!'
'Hi Hermione. Sorry if I bothered your parents into taking me.' he blushed a bit.
'Don't be silly. You're welcome here anytime! Professor Fogged you want to come in?'
'No thanks dear. I have a lot to do. I'll just see you two around. Take care dears.' and she apparated with a 'pop'
Hermione gave Harry a kiss and she ushered him inside. Mr. and Mrs. Granger were there in the sitting room.
'Mom, Dad! Harry's here.'
'Good afternoon Harry. Welcome. Come and sit down.' said Mrs. Granger.
Harry was really embarrassed but he sat down.
'So, Harry dear, make yourself at home. Hermione will show you where you'll be sleeping.' said Mr. Granger. They were unbelievably kind.
'Thank you, sir.' he said, looking down.
'Harry m'boy, don't you dare feel uncomfortable around us. We're quite happy to see you're here.' laughed Mr. Granger.
Harry smiled and said,'Sorry. Okay.'
Mrs. Granger looked at her watch. 'Dear, we've got to go now. Mrs. Parker will be waiting for me. Her appointment's been delayed three times already!' she said to Mr. Granger.
'Alright.' he said. He turned to Hermione. 'Now pumpkin, show your guest to his room and make yourselves some dinner before going to sleep. We might be home a little later than usual.'
Hermione nodded and the Grangers said their goodbyes.
'Take care you two, and sleep early.' called Mrs. Granger from the car.
'Okay, mom! Bye!'
Harry merely waved his hands.
They stayed outside till the car wasn't visible.
'C'mon, Harry. Inside.' she said, pulling his arm.
Harry and Hermione were left alone in the house. She prepared muggle TV dinner and ate it in the kitchen. They haven't been separated that long but Harry had a lot to tell Hermione.
'So then she tells me that there's a traitor in the Order. I would be worried but I don't even know what the "Order" is!' he told her.
'Maybe it's some sort of Organization against evil wizards? A gathering of some sort?' said Hermione. She knew she was as clueless as Harry but that bothered her.
'I don't know. But she said I'd find out soon. They were going to tell me everything.'
'Anything else you can remember?' she asked.
'Yeh she told me "the higher powers" told her to stay over at your house." The higher powers" are either her superiors or she has the "eye" like Professor Trelawney.' he said.
They both laughed at the idea of Professor Figg possessing the "eye". Then, something popped into Harry's head.
'Uh, Hermione, I thought your parents were getting a divorce. What's going on?' he asked, hoping he didn't sound like he wanted them divorced.
She laughed. 'I can't believe it either but they told me on our way here that they were going to work it out. You'll never guess the reason why!'
'For you? They want the best for you?'
'Well, I guess there're two reasons.' she giggled.
'What's the other reason?'
'I'm going to be a big sister! My mom's pregnant!' she exclaimed.
'That's great!'
'Yeah, I know. And they're staying together because they're still in love. Just had a really big and long argument. Also, if we get lucky, my soon to be sibling might be a wizard or a witch!'
Harry was really happy for her. It seemed that everything was going Hermione's way now. Not like last year where everything went wrong.
'C'mon. Let's go to the living room and watch something. It's not that late.' she said but sounded more like an order.
Harry didn't refuse. Not cuddling with the best looking girl in his opinion was not an option.
They sat on the couch and wondered what to watch. Hermione wanted a good romantic comedy like 'You've got mail' or 'Sleepless in Seattle' but Harry debated for an action one like 'Die Hard' or 'The Godfather', which the title reminded him of Sirius. In the end, they both agreed on watching a scary one instead.
'I heard 'The House on Haunted Hill' is really scary. Harry.'
'I wouldn't really know. This is officially the first time I get to watch anything without Dudley blocking the TV.'
They watched it and fell asleep on the couch before the really good parts were shown.
'Pumpkin, wake up! Go sleep in your room, not on the couch.' said a voice that obviously came from Mr. Granger.
Oh no, Harry thought, we're cuddling! They're seeing us cuddle!
Harry got up fast.
'Hi Mr. Granger. Good to see you back.' said Harry. But what he really wanted to say was,' Nothing happened! We were just cuddling!'
'Yes, well, Mrs Granger's in the kitchen preparing some food. If you're hungry, Harry, you can ask her for some.' he said kindly, with a grin.
'Oh. Okay. I guess I'll go there right now then.'
'Pumpkin, wake up! Go sleep in your bed!' he said in more than a normal tone.' She's not much of a light sleeper, is she, Harry?' joked Mr. Granger.
'No, sir. I guess not.' he responded.
'My eyes are closed but I can hear fine, you know.' said Hermione, getting up rather slowly.
She bid Harry and her parents goodnight as she went to her room. Harry went to the kitchen.
'Hello Mrs. Granger. I'll just fix myself a sandwich.' he said politely.
'Oh hello Harry dear. No, no. Let me do it.' she said.
'Thanks.'
'So, I hear you and Hermione are an item.' she said, in a non-insulting tone.
Harry was completely speechless. He'd love to tell her he had feeling for Hermione but he didn't think it was appropriate.
'Uh, yes ma'am.'
She giggled. 'Well I must say she's picked a mighty fine young man.'
Harry blushed. He'd say thanks but it'd seem he's agreeing with her.
'Here's your sandwich, dear.' she said as she handed him the sandwich. 'Now, off you get. It's pretty late now, dear.'
'Yes ma'am. Goodnight and thank you for the hospitality.' he said. Hospitality? Of all the things he could've said, hospitality was the one he picked!
'You're not very good with words when you're nervous, are you, Harry?' she joked.
'Guess not.'
'Well, off with you, dear. Goodnight.' and he went to the room he was staying.
It wasn't hard to doze off because the bed was as comfortable as anything. Not like the bed he had at the Dursleys' where it was as hard as if there wasn't a mattress.
Harry had a dream that night. He was in a room where a bunch of blurry wizard were discussing something. Somewhere near the end of the table, there was a man...is that?
James Potter!
Harry tried to say, 'Dad!' But no words came out. Then, he saw someone enter. Professor Figg?
***** I know everybody has the Order of the Pheonix in their fan fictions lately, but Dani's is different, and so much better.