The Bond Of An Army
Harry grinned at the astonished look on his aunt, uncle, and cousin's faces. "You really shouldn't growl so much," Harry said to Moody, quietly enough that his family couldn't hear him.
"And why not?" he growled.
"Because, some might think you don't have a soft side," Harry answered just as soft as before. He had heard Sirius say it to Moody once in the Order's headquarters. Moody's normal eye widened. Harry met his gaze.
"Harry!" called Cho's voice. He turned around slowly.
"Harry, I'm sorry things never worked out between us," Cho said quietly. "It has nothing to do with Cedric-"
"Cedric, that's the name you scream about at night. 'No, not Cedric no-'" but Dudley was cut short.
"Remember what happened last time you talked about Cedric," hissed Harry. "I suggest you not start again!" Cho's eyes were watery but she shook her head.
"I think you're a great person Harry. And there's a bond between us. Between us all," she said, meeting his gaze.
"All being who?" he asked.
"Us," said 26 people behind Cho. A few heads of flaming red hair stood out. The Dursleys looked highly stunned and uncomfortable.
"We, Dumbledore's Army, will always be connected. Always," Cho said. She raised her hand to Harry.
He raised his own. They missed each other's hands as they went to high five but they went down and met on the bottom. Then they pulled their arms up parallel to the floor right under their chin- twisting their legs so they faced each other.
And so the hand shake of Dumbledore's Army was born. Lupin smiled at them and was hit with a sudden flash of his two dead friends. He stared at the air in front of him, immune to the world.
The DA exchanged good byes in form to their hand shake. Harry looked at Lupin. "Professor Lupin?"
"I... Harry please call me Moony or at the very least Remus," he said quietly. Harry looked at him.
"Moony, I know, I know," Harry said in this comforting way, full of the knowledge of the loss they both felt. He hugged Remus tightly for a moment.
The members of the DA were all at different parts of the station but at the same moment, just as Harry and Remus parted they all turned around and called Harry's name. He looked up at them all.
They set their right foot in front of their left, pulled their wands out- not minding the muggles- and snapped it diagonally across their chest, letting their clenched fist stay next to their left cheek.
Harry returned the gesture and snapped his wand down. The others followed.
Harry Potter turned to the Dursleys as leader of Dumbledore's Army. An army that may be handier than the Order. An army with a bond.
Harry grinned at the astonished look on his aunt, uncle, and cousin's faces. "You really shouldn't growl so much," Harry said to Moody, quietly enough that his family couldn't hear him.
"And why not?" he growled.
"Because, some might think you don't have a soft side," Harry answered just as soft as before. He had heard Sirius say it to Moody once in the Order's headquarters. Moody's normal eye widened. Harry met his gaze.
"Harry!" called Cho's voice. He turned around slowly.
"Harry, I'm sorry things never worked out between us," Cho said quietly. "It has nothing to do with Cedric-"
"Cedric, that's the name you scream about at night. 'No, not Cedric no-'" but Dudley was cut short.
"Remember what happened last time you talked about Cedric," hissed Harry. "I suggest you not start again!" Cho's eyes were watery but she shook her head.
"I think you're a great person Harry. And there's a bond between us. Between us all," she said, meeting his gaze.
"All being who?" he asked.
"Us," said 26 people behind Cho. A few heads of flaming red hair stood out. The Dursleys looked highly stunned and uncomfortable.
"We, Dumbledore's Army, will always be connected. Always," Cho said. She raised her hand to Harry.
He raised his own. They missed each other's hands as they went to high five but they went down and met on the bottom. Then they pulled their arms up parallel to the floor right under their chin- twisting their legs so they faced each other.
And so the hand shake of Dumbledore's Army was born. Lupin smiled at them and was hit with a sudden flash of his two dead friends. He stared at the air in front of him, immune to the world.
The DA exchanged good byes in form to their hand shake. Harry looked at Lupin. "Professor Lupin?"
"I... Harry please call me Moony or at the very least Remus," he said quietly. Harry looked at him.
"Moony, I know, I know," Harry said in this comforting way, full of the knowledge of the loss they both felt. He hugged Remus tightly for a moment.
The members of the DA were all at different parts of the station but at the same moment, just as Harry and Remus parted they all turned around and called Harry's name. He looked up at them all.
They set their right foot in front of their left, pulled their wands out- not minding the muggles- and snapped it diagonally across their chest, letting their clenched fist stay next to their left cheek.
Harry returned the gesture and snapped his wand down. The others followed.
Harry Potter turned to the Dursleys as leader of Dumbledore's Army. An army that may be handier than the Order. An army with a bond.