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Authors Notes: hi lemme know if you like this chapter or not.

"Harry!" he shouted and enveloped him in a bone crushing hug, "you must have grown a foot since I last saw you!"
It was almost true; Harry was no longer the scraggly fifteen year old Sirius had left with the threats of Moody and company at the train station. The Dursley's had started to feed him more and Harry had filled out nicely, at least he didn't look emaciated anymore.

"Hi Sirius," Harry said quietly. "It's good to see you too. I'm loosing circulation in my brain so would you mind letting go?"

Suddenly realizing himself Sirius quickly released him with a quiet 'sorry'. Shortly after, having heard the commotion, a short, plump little red headed witch came into the hall; and gave Arthur a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh, Harry dear it's good to see you. The others are upstairs in Ron's room, Arthur would you help him with his trunk?"

"Sure, C'mon Harry."

They followed the winding halls to a room on the second floor. "They've given everyone in the order a room in this house now that it's inhabitable again. This is your room and it will remain so, Ron's room is next door and you two will share a suite bathroom. I'll put your trunk away, you go join the kids, I imagine Molly will be serving supper soon."

"Thank you Mr. Weasley."

"Your Welcome Harry."

Harry turned the gold knob on the door next to his and was immediately thrown to the floor by a huge mass of red and a bit of bushy drown mixed in. When his senses finally returned to him he realized it was just Fred, George, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione.

"Good to see you too," he said sarcastically.

"Sorry, hi Harry. I guess we got a little over exited," said Hermione apologetically.

"Just a little," he replied.

When all the 'Hello's' were done and everyone was caught up Molly Weasley appeared in the doorway.

"Supper is ready in the kitchen, we're all waiting for you. Oh, Hermione could you fetch Rinoa? I think she's in the library again."

"Sure."

"Thank you dear," and with that Molly went to the kitchen to prepare the rest of the meal.

"I swear that girl spends more time in the library than you do Hermione," said Ron rather scathingly.

"Oh, shut up Ron, she's been through a lot and she's at the top of her class for a reason."

The boys and Ginny went down to the kitchen while Hermione went to the expansive Black library.

"Hey Rhin, dinner is ready."

"Thanks Mione."

Rinoa Edwards was a sixth year prefect last term so she and Hermione had quickly bonded with their unusual thirst for knowledge that was bordering on obsessive. The only reason that Hermione was known for her "bookworm"ness was because she was Harry Potter's best friend. Rinoa was very quiet so very few knew anything about her other than that she was a prefect, let alone called her 'Rhin'. The girls made their way to the kitchen and took a place at the immense table. There was an order meeting later that night so everyone was there including Neville and Luna who both looked rather cozy across the table. Dumbledore was even sitting at the head of the table; in fact the only member who was not present was Professor Snape.

"Where is Severus Albus? I know he doesn't like these social gatherings but this is order business," asked Remus looking rather perplexed.

The fact that Rinoa's ears perked up a bit at this question was only noticed by the headmaster.

"He's at a meeting, it is very doubtful he will make it here for a few days at least," he replied.

A silence fell over the order then, one which even Sirius, Ron and Harry, who had always hated Snape dared not break. Everyone knew where Snape was and why he would be out of commission for a few days. The meal went on with light conversation until the headmaster clapped his hands.

"Well, now that we've had our fill why don't we all take this into the meeting room?"

As everyone started over to the room designated for order meetings Harry started towards the stairs.

"Oh, no you don't Harry, your coming with us!" shouted Sirius as he put his arm around Harry's shoulders.