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Fred

Chapter Two—Return to Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place

          Harry. Moody, Lupin, and Tonks continued walking down Privet Drive, not talking very much along the way.  They soon arrived at the house where Harry at spent a lot of time in his younger years, Mrs. Figg's house.  Moody knocked on the door in a very peculiar fashion.  "Special code," Moody said to Harry.

          Mrs. Figg answered the door.  "Come in, come in.  Hello, Harry," she said as everyone entered.  "Now, uh, let's see.  Harry, do you have everything you need for Hogwarts?"  Harry double checked and nodded.

          "Well then, let's go.  Who would like to go first?" said Lupin cheerfully holding out a jar of Floo powder. 

          "I'll go," said Harry.  He took a pinch of Floo powder and headed towards the fireplace.

          "WAIT!" screamed Moody.  "Someone better go first, make sure it's safe."

          "Oh, honestly Moody," said Tonks.  She took some Floo powder and screamed "NUMBER TWELVE, GRIMMAULD PLACE!"  She vanished.

          "All right," Moody said to Harry.  "Now you can go."

          Moody put Harry's trunk in the fireplace; Harry took of his glasses (just to be careful) and yelled out his destination. 

          He felt the normal spinning sensation of traveling via Floo power and then, POOF.  Right into the sitting room of the old house.  Ron and Bill were right there to help Harry with his trunk and recover with the experience Harry was still not used to.

"Harry, dear.  How wonderful to see you," said Mrs. Weasley, as she was coming in from the kitchen.  "Tonks just arrived, she's with Kingsley.  Filling him in."

"I'm surprised the Order is still here," said Harry.  "What's the point?"

"It's still protected so no one can find it," said Bill.  "And as Sirius's godson all this is know yours."

          Harry didn't know what to say.  A house.  Harry didn't want to own a house.  But his focus really wasn't on that.  He had a million questions.

          "Is Hermione here?"

          Ron nodded.  "She's upstairs with Ginny."

          "What about Voldemort?" said Harry.  "Is he---" Harry was got off by the arrival of Professor Lupin.

          "Sorry for the wait everybody but right after Harry left something the muggles call a solicitor came and we couldn't leave until he had gone."

          "Come on, Harry.  Let's go," said Ron.  "They're about to have another meeting.  It's the fifth this week!"  Harry and Ron carried Harry's trunk up to the room that they had shared last year.

          "Where's that portrait of Sirius's mother?" asked Harry.  "And Kreacher, what about him?"

          "As soon as we moved back here," Ron explained, "Dumbledore came by and found away to remove the charm that was sticking it to the wall.  As for Kreacher, he's in the attic, weeping over who his new master is.  Sirius said that if anything happened to him, you got it all.  The house, the money, him."

          The door burst open and Hermione came bouncing in.

          "Harry!" said Herminoe.  "It's so good to see you."  She gave him a big hug.  "How are you?  Did you get our birthday presents?"

          Harry had indeed.  From Ron he received a book (oddly enough) entitled A History of the Chudley Cannons, which gave biographies on all Cannons players to date.  From Hermione he got another book, A History of House-Elves, Harry hadn't opened this.  "Yeah, thanks.  I liked both your gifts."

          "What did you think of Lawrence Tobias?  The first Wronski Feint ever?  They almost got to the World Cup because of him!" said Ron.

          "Yeah," Harry replied.  "He was really good." 

          Harry decided he'd better change the subject before Hermione asked about the book she sent.  "Have you guys been to Diagon Alley yet?"

          "No, not yet," said Hermione.  "We were planning on going tomorrow, after you were here."  There was a soft knock on the door and Mr. Weasley came in.

          "The meeting's over now.  Come on down and get ready for dinner," said Mr. Weasley.  The three soon-to-be sixth years headed down to the kitchen while Mr. Weasley went to fetch Ginny.

          When they arrived in the kitchen they were greeting by the aroma of lamb chops.  But that wasn't all the greeting Harry got, Fred and George Weasley were pushing their way over to see Harry.

          "Harry, simply marvelous to see you," said Fred pompously, though it was obviously fake.

          "Yes, stupendous," added George, in the same tone of voice. 

          "Enough you two," said Mrs. Weasley.  "Let him get washed up for dinner."   

          Harry washed his hands and sat down in-between Ron and Hermione.  Hermione was talking to Kingsley Shacklebot about Cornelius Fudge's public opinion and Ron was talking to Charlie, who was on vacation, about Quidditch.  Kingsley and Charlie greeted Harry and want back to their conversations.  Harry decided to join Charlie and Ron.

          A few minutes later Mrs. Weasley put down a large tray of Shepard's Pie and made sure Harry got a very large serving.  

While they ate, everyone continued their own, private conversations until Harry asked, out loud, "What's going on with Voldemort?"  Half the table cringed at the sound at the sound of his name.  The rest seemed used to it.

"So far, Harry, nothing," said Kingsley, "but it's only a matter of time.  The dementors have revolted so it's only a matter of time before the death eaters we captured a few months ago get out.  Everyone's getting on Fudge's back for being so friendly with Lucius Malfoy.  I wouldn't be surprised if he resigned."  Harry pondered this while everyone went back to eating dinner.

After everyone had finished, the table was magically cleared, courtesy of Fred and George (who had accidentally broken two plates while using a banishing charm to send them to the sink), and Mrs. Weasley brought out a very large chocolate cake.  This tasted especially good to Harry, who hadn't had anything with chocolate in its name since he was at Hogwarts.

Once everyone had finished dessert and the table had been cleared (by hand) most of the Order left leaving only the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione.  Harry, who was very tried, decided to go to bed so he would have enough energy to make it to Diagon Alley the next day.