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Chapter Fourteen: Arrive the Weasleys

When somebody annoys you remember it takes 42 muscles to frown and four to reach out and hit them upside the head.

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"Ah. Arrive the Weasleys!" Sirius said knowingly as he peered out the window.

Indeed, a small party of redheads and one bushy-haired girl had just appeared in front of number 12 Grimmauld Place. Sirius looked on in some amusement as they glanced around the street searching for the house, their brows knitted in confusion. He chuckled as Mrs Weasley held out a piece of paper and watched their eyes widening as number 12 materialised in front of them. Sirius could see Hermione hurriedly explaining something to Ron, no doubt the workings of the Fidelius Charm that was keeping the house well hidden.

He made his way to the entrance hall, opening the door jovially.

"Mrs Weasley!" he said cheerily, as she shepherded her clan inside.

"Please, Sirius, call me Molly."

"Molly!" he said with a grin. "Glad you could come to stay!"

She smiled briskly up at him. "Yes, well, you needed some help around the house and it will make it easier when Harry comes."

Sirius' expression turned grave for a moment before he pasted on a warm smile as a tall, gangly looking boy walked over to him.

"Hey Sirius!" Ron said, shaking the older man's hand.

"Hey Ron, good to see you. Geez, you've grown a metre since I last saw you."

It was true, if Ron kept growing at the rate he was he would soon be taller than all of his brothers. Ron smiled self-consciously as Hermione came bustling over to the pair.

"Sirius!"

Sirius bent down, giving the girl a small hug. "Nice to see you, Hermione. Your holidays going well?"

"Yes, thankyou, they've been very good."

"Excellent." Sirius turned to see Molly waiting to introduce him to the three redheads standing nervously beside her.

"Sirius, this is Fred and George," she said, gesturing to two identical twins.

"Hi," he said, shaking their hands.

"Hi," they said, somewhat nonchalantly for someone being introduced to a man they had thought a mass murderer for fifteen years.

"And this is Ginny, my youngest."

The small girl stepped forward bravely, offering her hand to Sirius. "Nice to meet you Sirius. I dare say you look a lot better than you did in those photos a few years back."

"Ginny!" Molly cried indignantly.

But Sirius let out a bark-like laugh as he shook the girl's hand. "I would hope so. Nice to meet you, Ginny. Now, shall I show you your rooms? Give you the grand tour?"

"That would be lovely, Sirius."

Sirius quickly magicked their trunks into the air, manoeuvring them to follow him up the stairs.

Twenty minutes later after having shown the Weasley family and Hermione which rooms they would be sleeping in, he ushered them into the kitchen where Bill, Remus and Anna sat drinking tea. He quickly reintroduced them to "Professor Lupin" and Anna before sitting them all down and pouring tea.

"So when will Harry be coming?" Ron asked promptly.

"I don't know Ron," Sirius answered dejectedly. "I hope soon. I know how much he hates it there."

"Yes, but Dumbledore knows best and it is for Harry's safety," Molly cut in.

"I suppose," Sirius said slowly. "But if it's safe enough for the Order here, surely it's safe enough for Harry."

Molly gave him a warning look, but all too late.

"Order? What's the Order?" Ginny asked innocently from her place at the table.

"Nothing, Ginny," Molly said hastily.

"This wouldn't be the Order of the Phoenix that you're talking about?" Hermione asked, her eyebrows raised.

God, that girl is perceptive, Sirius thought as Molly flushed angrily.

Ron smiled at Hermione, clapping a hand on her back. "Well, Hermione, you'll just have to tell us all about that later on."

Hermione blushed slightly at Ron's contact. Sirius watched in mild amusement as Ron's ears turned pink and he speedily took his hand of Hermione's back. Ginny, Bill, Fred and George all shared an evil grin.

"Come on, Mum," George pleaded. "If we're going to be living here then we'll find out eventually. You might as well tell us now."

Molly sighed and collapsed into a chair. "I suppose you're right George."

George's mouth opened, forming a small 'o.' "What?" he cried. "You just admitted I'm right? You've never given in so easily!"

Bill chuckled appreciatively. "He is right though, Mum. They'll be staying here so it'll be better if you just tell them straight out what the Order is, because they'll find out another way anyway," he said with a pointed look at Fred and George. Sirius wondered if this had anything to do with the "Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes" that Harry had mentioned before.

"Although I'm sure Hermione already knows it all," Remus interjected lightly, examining his favourite ex-student over the rim of his teacup.

Hermione fidgeted in her chair, flushing happily.

"Very well," Molly said tiredly. "The Order of the Phoenix is a group of witches and wizards that Dumbledore formed to fight against You-Know-Who in his last rise. After he rose again in June, Dumbledore was able to recall the Order and we've made this house our Headquarters, thanks to Sirius here who donated it." She nodded in Sirius' direction. "And that's all I'm telling you."

"Were you and Dad in the Order last time?" Ginny asked curiously.

Molly shook her head, smiling ruefully. "Last time we had five small children to take care of."

They nodded thoughtfully for a moment.

"So," Fred said half-seriously. "When can we join?"

A/N: La di da di da... Sorry that one took a while to come up, I went out over the weekend and just didn't have much time, plus I've got assessments coming out of my ears. sighs dramatically Thanks for all the reviews, hope you liked this chapter. I've been doing lots of writing for the last chapters of this story so if it's any consolation they'll be up quickly when I eventually get around to it... Anyway, as always, please review. I dunno if I'll be getting chapters up quite as quickly as I have been, I'm once again becoming hooked to all your lovely fan fictions. Damn the written word!