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"James? Remus? Lily... Why! What's happening to them!"
The charm on Sirius had worn off by the time Freya had finished talking. She was staring at him mournfully. "Don't worry, Sirius," she whispered. "Remus isn't in any danger."
It was as if he'd been hit in the face with a wet sock filled with sand. "What's he going to do to them." It wasn't a question.
"I can't tell you that until you agree to come with me to the Order, Sirius, please."
He didn't hesitate. He nodded solemnly and she took his hand, and with a small pop they appeared in a small, worn down house that looked as if it was about to fall apart.
"Welcome to the Headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius Black." Freya gave a small smile as a crowd of people entered the room, led by none other than Albus Dumbledore.
Dumbledore stepped forward towards Sirius and took his hand in both of his own. "Sirius." He smiled at the boy from above his half moon spectacles. "Welcome to the Order." The smile vanished. "I must tell you something."
At that moment, Freya cried out in pain, clutching her arm. "I have to go," she said hurriedly and disapparated on the spot.
Dumbledore led Sirius from the room and into another that appeared to be a kitchen, leaving the rest of the witches and wizards in the other room. "I have already informed James and Lily Potter about what I am about to tell you, and they have agreed to join, as have you to take all prevention's necessary against the Dark Lord. Remus, however, it being the full moon, cannot be recruited immediately. You, Sirius, on the other hand, are one of our last hopes."
"What about Peter?"
"Peter will… join us in due time, Sirius. A prophecy has been made about James and Lily's son."
"They have a son!"
"They haven't told you, I see."
"What the hell!"
"Sirius, Lily has been pregnant for five months. Her baby is due in late July. If he is indeed born as the seventh month dies, we must fear that the Dark Lord will try to kill the boy. We must make arrangements to put the Potters into hiding, Sirius, do you understand?"
Sirius nodded blankly.
"I can hide them. I will need the help of one who is mastering in Charms."
Professor Filius Flitwick walked in, shorter than the table, but smiling sheepishly nonetheless. "That's where I come in, Mr Black," he squeaked.