Chapter Eight
The Meeting Of the Order
"This meeting will come to order."
Everyone turned their attention towards Dumbledore. "I have been suspecting that Voldemort is setting up new plans. And my worst fear was confirmed by the vision Harry just had, half an hour ago. Although I am not sure what they exactly are, I do however, know that they involve capturing Harry Potter." Everybody turned their head towards Harry, who looked down, not liking to be receiving so much attention. Ron was opening and closing his mouth like a fish, not knowing what to say. While Hermione gasped out and put her hands to her mouth, with tears brimming into her eyes.
Harry, suddenly, for no clear reason, felt extremely impatient, annoyed and angry. "Oh well that's something new. As far as I'm concerned, Voldemort has been trying to capture me since I was.what.one?"
Everyone at the table looked at Harry in awe and in shock, with the exception of Dumbledore. He still looked at Harry with his usual calm demeanor. "Yes, Harry, that is quite apparent. However, allow me to finish what I was about to say." Then he turned his radiant blue gaze from Harry to everyone in the room, his stare landing on a single person then shifting to another. "We have enough information to know that, like last year, Voldemort is somehow trying to obtain a certain device that will ensure his capture of Harry Potter. However, it is not a weapon, but as to what it is, we are not sure yet."
"Harry, this year you will have to-" Albus was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.
"Before you suggest Professor, I will not agree to go into hiding or have about ten bodyguards following me around all day; either here or at Hogwarts; neither will I agree to stop playing Quidditch and having Hogsmeade visits. I know you are all concerned about my safety, but I will not allow some crack and bull of a crazy killer to rob me of all the things I enjoy in life!" Harry said with fury, standing in front of his seat, while staring intently at the white beard old man in front of him.
" Yes, yes Harry, quite understandable. However, please obtain no fear that I will abolish you of your favorite things, because that was not what I wanted to say." Dumbledore smiled kindly at Harry.
"Oh. Err.sorry professor." Harry muttered, realizing that he had just lost his temper again. He slumped back into his seat, red in the face, though never a magnificent shade as Ron's when he is embarrassed.
"Quite alright. Now as I was saying, Harry, this year, you will have to learn some of the advanced forms of magic that even seventh years and most adults find difficult in doing. You shall be attending special training classes taught by Minerva, Filius, Severus and I, while you shall still have to attend all of your normal classes. The special training classes start tomorrow."
"How-" Hermione cut in.
"Ah.Miss Granger. You are wondering about the Restriction of Underage Magic are you?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, Professor."
Dumbledore chuckled. "Ah, Miss Granger, always the sharp one. Well as you have all seen, Minister Fudge has a lot of pressure on how he is going to deal with this Voldemort situation.(Almost everyone shuddered at the name) And he does receive quite a few howlers a day, mind you. So now he has start to err.listen to my advice again, although it is only out of desperate means. I recommended to him that he should let Harry Potter bend a few rules and let him train during the holidays."
" I could tell that the last thing he wanted was to let Harry Potter bend a few rules, he in the end obliged." Dumbledore clapped his hands together, stating jovially, as if this Christmas has come early.
Then as suddenly as a snitch can fly, his expression suddenly turned solemn. " Harry, I expect you to work exceptionally hard this year. You may find that you will not have as much as free time than you had before, but I do think that it is worth the time. Not only will you learn this, you will have to teach it to your fellow students. The Defense Association was a splendid idea, and I want you to continue. Now that it is an authorized club, I suspect there will be many more students that will join?" Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling madly behind his half-moon spectacles.
"Now I have some pressing things to deal with. This meeting has come to an end." Albus stood up, smoothing his dark blue robes, " I hope you all have a good holiday. Enjoy while it lasts. Oh and Harry, Minerva will inform you of your training classes. Good bye, then." With that, he swept through the entrance door, and disappeared with a swish of his cloak.
"Mr. Potter, your lessons start at 10 o'clock on every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. The order of your teachers will be me, Professor Flitwick, Professor Snape, then Professor Dumbledore. Any questions?"
"Oh.uh.no." was all Harry could reply.
"Well I expect you to be up and ready by 10 o'clock tomorrow. I'll see you then. Good bye." And with that, she left too, dissapparating with faint "pop".
By now, most of the people in the meeting were standing up to leave. Lupin walked over to Harry and said: "Harry, you're still going to learn Occlumency with Snape, please try and not lose your temper with him, ok?" Harry nodded reluctantly, "I'll try".
"James and Sirius were the best duelers in school," he said offhandedly, while beaming at Harry, "Make them proud Harry." Harry nodded his head, and suddenly felt the fire of determination he had a few hours ago blaze within him again.
"Let Sirius's death be worth it." Lupin patted Harry's shoulders and departed.
"Well, you three might just as well go to bed now. You've got a hard day ahead of you." Molly hustled them to the front of the staircase and gave each of them a hug. "Sleep well." The trio trampled up the stairs. Hermione stopped in front of Ginny's room, while Harry and Ron went down the hall to their own room. Both Harry and Ron's minds were too full to speak. Neither said a word while changing into their pajamas and instantly fell asleep when their head hit their pillows. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~- ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ AN: Finally, this chapter is finished! I'm really sorry if it's so short and all. But I really thought of giving up this story until GryffindorOfTheSouth and linky2 gave me reviews! Thanks a lot! Those 2 reviews really meant a lot to me! I'll try to update as fast as possible, just for you two. And I hope you guys can give me more reviews!! Cuz I count on them to continue this story.
Oh, and if you don't like Harry's new attitude in this chapter, please tell me. Cuz I really don't know whether I should make Harry sound so bad tempered or not. If nobody likes it, then I'll try and make him more cheerful but I can't promise to make him too happy. If you get what I mean. LOL
"This meeting will come to order."
Everyone turned their attention towards Dumbledore. "I have been suspecting that Voldemort is setting up new plans. And my worst fear was confirmed by the vision Harry just had, half an hour ago. Although I am not sure what they exactly are, I do however, know that they involve capturing Harry Potter." Everybody turned their head towards Harry, who looked down, not liking to be receiving so much attention. Ron was opening and closing his mouth like a fish, not knowing what to say. While Hermione gasped out and put her hands to her mouth, with tears brimming into her eyes.
Harry, suddenly, for no clear reason, felt extremely impatient, annoyed and angry. "Oh well that's something new. As far as I'm concerned, Voldemort has been trying to capture me since I was.what.one?"
Everyone at the table looked at Harry in awe and in shock, with the exception of Dumbledore. He still looked at Harry with his usual calm demeanor. "Yes, Harry, that is quite apparent. However, allow me to finish what I was about to say." Then he turned his radiant blue gaze from Harry to everyone in the room, his stare landing on a single person then shifting to another. "We have enough information to know that, like last year, Voldemort is somehow trying to obtain a certain device that will ensure his capture of Harry Potter. However, it is not a weapon, but as to what it is, we are not sure yet."
"Harry, this year you will have to-" Albus was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.
"Before you suggest Professor, I will not agree to go into hiding or have about ten bodyguards following me around all day; either here or at Hogwarts; neither will I agree to stop playing Quidditch and having Hogsmeade visits. I know you are all concerned about my safety, but I will not allow some crack and bull of a crazy killer to rob me of all the things I enjoy in life!" Harry said with fury, standing in front of his seat, while staring intently at the white beard old man in front of him.
" Yes, yes Harry, quite understandable. However, please obtain no fear that I will abolish you of your favorite things, because that was not what I wanted to say." Dumbledore smiled kindly at Harry.
"Oh. Err.sorry professor." Harry muttered, realizing that he had just lost his temper again. He slumped back into his seat, red in the face, though never a magnificent shade as Ron's when he is embarrassed.
"Quite alright. Now as I was saying, Harry, this year, you will have to learn some of the advanced forms of magic that even seventh years and most adults find difficult in doing. You shall be attending special training classes taught by Minerva, Filius, Severus and I, while you shall still have to attend all of your normal classes. The special training classes start tomorrow."
"How-" Hermione cut in.
"Ah.Miss Granger. You are wondering about the Restriction of Underage Magic are you?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, Professor."
Dumbledore chuckled. "Ah, Miss Granger, always the sharp one. Well as you have all seen, Minister Fudge has a lot of pressure on how he is going to deal with this Voldemort situation.(Almost everyone shuddered at the name) And he does receive quite a few howlers a day, mind you. So now he has start to err.listen to my advice again, although it is only out of desperate means. I recommended to him that he should let Harry Potter bend a few rules and let him train during the holidays."
" I could tell that the last thing he wanted was to let Harry Potter bend a few rules, he in the end obliged." Dumbledore clapped his hands together, stating jovially, as if this Christmas has come early.
Then as suddenly as a snitch can fly, his expression suddenly turned solemn. " Harry, I expect you to work exceptionally hard this year. You may find that you will not have as much as free time than you had before, but I do think that it is worth the time. Not only will you learn this, you will have to teach it to your fellow students. The Defense Association was a splendid idea, and I want you to continue. Now that it is an authorized club, I suspect there will be many more students that will join?" Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling madly behind his half-moon spectacles.
"Now I have some pressing things to deal with. This meeting has come to an end." Albus stood up, smoothing his dark blue robes, " I hope you all have a good holiday. Enjoy while it lasts. Oh and Harry, Minerva will inform you of your training classes. Good bye, then." With that, he swept through the entrance door, and disappeared with a swish of his cloak.
"Mr. Potter, your lessons start at 10 o'clock on every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. The order of your teachers will be me, Professor Flitwick, Professor Snape, then Professor Dumbledore. Any questions?"
"Oh.uh.no." was all Harry could reply.
"Well I expect you to be up and ready by 10 o'clock tomorrow. I'll see you then. Good bye." And with that, she left too, dissapparating with faint "pop".
By now, most of the people in the meeting were standing up to leave. Lupin walked over to Harry and said: "Harry, you're still going to learn Occlumency with Snape, please try and not lose your temper with him, ok?" Harry nodded reluctantly, "I'll try".
"James and Sirius were the best duelers in school," he said offhandedly, while beaming at Harry, "Make them proud Harry." Harry nodded his head, and suddenly felt the fire of determination he had a few hours ago blaze within him again.
"Let Sirius's death be worth it." Lupin patted Harry's shoulders and departed.
"Well, you three might just as well go to bed now. You've got a hard day ahead of you." Molly hustled them to the front of the staircase and gave each of them a hug. "Sleep well." The trio trampled up the stairs. Hermione stopped in front of Ginny's room, while Harry and Ron went down the hall to their own room. Both Harry and Ron's minds were too full to speak. Neither said a word while changing into their pajamas and instantly fell asleep when their head hit their pillows. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~- ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ AN: Finally, this chapter is finished! I'm really sorry if it's so short and all. But I really thought of giving up this story until GryffindorOfTheSouth and linky2 gave me reviews! Thanks a lot! Those 2 reviews really meant a lot to me! I'll try to update as fast as possible, just for you two. And I hope you guys can give me more reviews!! Cuz I count on them to continue this story.
Oh, and if you don't like Harry's new attitude in this chapter, please tell me. Cuz I really don't know whether I should make Harry sound so bad tempered or not. If nobody likes it, then I'll try and make him more cheerful but I can't promise to make him too happy. If you get what I mean. LOL