You all know the drill by now! Its intermission time! I decided to post two intermissions for the hell of it, next intermission will be Sunday. I won't respond to reviews until Sunday's post. Enjoy!

Four months after Harry Potter disappears.

Intermission: Final Orders

Four gray robed figures gathered in a back booth of Hogs End. The new pub was rebuilt over the remains of Hogshead that was destroyed in the Hogsmeade attack in December. The room, despite the seven months since its grand opening, still smelled of fresh pine and the four witches and wizard looked around with a little wonder. "It still looks nothing like the old pub." Said the eldest woman sadly reminiscing. The group sat down and the brown haired girl cast a silencing charm around the booth.

"I think that was the idea Cho." Answered the youngest one of the group.

"Leave it to Luna to state the obvious." said the only man in the group.

Luna snickered quietly. "Well, Erika and I are breaking curfew to come here. We will need to be back before Ginny notices. She is patrolling Hogwarts' halls at this time." Luna said with a soft sigh. Neville and Cho looked at each other sadly. Ginny was adamant that she would not go looking for trouble now that the war was finally over and had gone as far as forbidding her friends Luna and Erika from going off to get killed too.

"We'll make this fast Luna." Everyone's face sobered. Cho lowered her hood and the other three followed. Cho smiled when she looked at each person in turn. They were all veterans from the war that had just ended several months ago. And it saddened her that only they four seemed to be the only ones willing to carry on the fight when there is still so much to do. Harry would have wanted them to at least consider to continue what they should do now that Voldemort is dead. Cho smiled at Neville, Luna, and Erika. "I asked you all here because Voldemort is dead, but there are still hundreds of Death Eaters out there, and I know there is still a job to do." The other three looked at each other and smiled. Whatever Cho said, they were already in. "Our teams have already disbanded. Us leaders, and Luna's second are the only ones here." Cho nodded to Erika Kinn, the only Slytherin ever to make it into the group. "Each one of us has something we can use to pool together and hunt down the last of the Death Eaters." Cho outlined their individual skills; Luna's observation and deduction skills, Neville's control of potions and plants, Erika's ability of infiltration and illusion and Cho's own position as a Auror in-training and strategic planning. The three nodded with the assessment. "I don't plan on letting down Harry now that he has done all the hard work. I promised him that I would never fail him, and I don't plan to." She said the last part solemnly.

The group looked down at their bottles of butterbeer. They all missed their leader and friend. And of the entirety of the Raiders, only these four chose to continue. It was an unsettling thought for them all. Each one of the Raiders had given a vow to not stop until Voldemort and all his followers were gone from the earth or in chain beneath it. The war ended with Voldemorts' death. But that didn't mean the fighting was over. Too many death eaters were in places of power. They were never caught and are now just biding their time until another dark wizard appears to lead them. Neville looked up from his bottle. "I have some information that may get us a good start." Neville produced a letter. "These are Lucious Malfoy's old hideaways. I know for a fact they are still being used to hide escapees and death eaters. Fudge was paid four times the amount Lucious paid him for being quiet, sixty thousand galleons, to keep the information under his thumb." Neville scowled thinking about what their poor excuse of a minister did for money. Minister Fudge had lost thousands of galleons trying to buy off votes when a demand for 'vote of no confidence' appeared at the Wizengamot.

Cho recognized the envelope, it was top secret folder where documents in transit between the Head Aurors to the Ministry were held. "How did you get the Minister's report?" She raised an eyebrow to him. He simply smiled. "Never mind, I don't think I want to know what you did to Fudge to get those." She shivered remembering that Neville would sometimes act eerily like Professor Snape since Neville apprenticed under him. She looked through the papers and nodded. "Three safe houses." She read them quickly and smiled. "We should be able to hit all three in three hours with proper planning."

Erika and Luna looked at each other, "Our time is up. We both have to get back. Owl us with a normal owl. Ginny will notice the Raider owls we use." Everyone nodded before the two girls left.

Neville watched them walk off calmly before they disappeared outside into the late night. "It's hard to think of them both in school still."

Cho smiled, "I know what you mean." With a bottle in her hand, Cholet her head be proped up by her butter beer arm."I am almost done with Auror training now. It seems like I just barely started last year. And before then I was already helping Harry recruit you all." She looked down to her bottle. It was true that she had been a leader of a small squad. But this new role was effectively replacing Harry. "Neville?"

The brown haired man looked up to his friend. "Yes?" He placed down his bottle and gave her his undivided attention.

Cho didn't look up when she sighed out. "Tell me we are doing the right thing." Her voice sounded very small all of the sudden.

Neville's face was grim for a moment before he smiled. "What was it that Harry said to you when you joined?"

Cho blinked before she answered. "That I was ready. That I wasn't fighting for someone else, I was fighting for myself." She took another drink from her bottle still thinking.

"It does sound kind of back wards when you hear it out loud doesn't it?" Neville laughed out. Cho simply snorted.

"You should have seen him laugh. After a few minutes of him calming down, I realized he was serious." Neville chuckled at that. "But I knew what he meant, especially after he told Ron and Hermione so many times that first year when they were not ready. They could not join." She raised the hand that bore a golden ring with the image of a fist and knife across it. "They didn't realize who they were planning to fight for." Cho looked around the room. "They cared too much for him to let him be what he was meant to be…" She leaned back in her spot in the booth. Thinking of how Harry said it to her. "Harry couldn't afford to have someone die for him. He needed them to live for themselves." Cho leaned forward again and noticed her bottle was empty. She didn't feel like drinking anymore of the sweet beer and just played with the empty bottle.

"'The few for the many' is how he told me." Started Neville. He looked at both of their empty bottles and waved for a waitress. Neville ordered a round of something harder for the two of them. And asked for the bottle. The waitress gave him a knowing smile before she left. He ignored it and continued. "Harry told me that no matter who had done what to my family or to my friends, it will never matter if I was ready to throw my life away and waste the sacrifices of those who came before me." Two shot glasses and a bottle of aged fire whiskey was placed in between the two. Both of them look at it and each poured the other their drink.Cho smiled inwardly for Neville pouring her drink. She was not very enthusiastic about many of her family's customs, but Neville had always had a knack for picking up on some of the ones she did like. The pair downed the shot of fire whisky. Cho just smiled at him while he remembered the night Harry finally talked to him after ignoring everyone else during his sixth year. "Harry said that we all die, but if he died, Harry said he wanted to make it count. Few for the many." Cho poured him another shot.

"He never really seemed the type to be philosophical did he?" Murmured Cho. Neville shook his head helplessly at that. Cho gazed around the room. The last time she was here was at the grand opening when the whole of the Raiders were here a few months ago. The rest of the members of the Phoenix had just left the pub and were headed to wherever they would go. Harry sat in the middle of the group of friends drinking and being just happy that Voldemort was dead.

Cho looked over to the middle of the room. There was a small clearing there in reverence to the place where Harry Potter had given his speech that while the war was over, the fighting will never stop while evil was still inside us all. Cho remembered that he shivered there. Many of their friends listened, and tossed it up to drunkenness but Cho knew that he never joked about fighting. And she knew by the looks everyone gave him, who would follow his silent plea, his final orders.

Neville looked at the spot Cho was staring at and nodded. "It is just us four now. I am sure the others will join in if we need help. But they are ready to live the rest of their lives." Neville paused there.

Cho smiled at him thinking the same. "I wonder what happened that he left Susan too."

"I am sure there is another evil he is fighting somewhere on the other side of the world." Laughed Neville with a slight redness invading his neck and cheeks. He wobbled slightly in his seat.

"Light weight." Said Cho fondly.

Neville hic-upped. He grimaced and set down his cup and pushed the bottle of fire whisky towards Cho. "To answer your question. Yeah I think you are doing the right thing. I think all four of us need to find our own closure. And it's not by moving on, but by moving forward on the path we started."

Cho smiled at him. "A life full of conflicts, sounds like every girls dream." Cho couldn't keep the sarcastic bitter tone out of her voice. Neville gave a faint smile. Cho flushed slightly at the look. "Why didn't you decide to be an Auror like you said last time Nev?" The curiosity finally got the better of her. She had been wondering why he suddenly switched his plans in the middle of his last year at Hogwarts.

Neville gave an un-Neville like smirk. "I may need to fight, but I don't know if I would like to make a living at it. Becoming an Auror seemed too much like a life of servitude rather than a fulfilling purpose, I suppose."

Cho nodded in understanding. She fingered her shot glass and said while not looking at him. "Still, I can't say I am not disappointed." Neville looked up surprised. Cho grinned evilly, "I mean, all those chances of ordering you around just disappeared." Neville laughed loudly.

"That was rather mean of you there Miss Chang. Teasing a poor helpless drunk."

Cho smiled back, "Yes, a poor helpless drunk who could still destroy buildings with a seed, potion and a flick of his wrist." Neville smiled again. He had begun to sober up after her little tease.

"I am glad you remembered to bring me Cho. It means a lot to still get a chance to fix so many wrongs."

"I did it for all of us. Like Harry said, it's for us, no one else." Neville leaned back completely satisfied to just be in the company of this particular lovely young woman. Cho finished the whisky for the two in the silence.

The two stood up finally and paid the tab. Neville looked over to Cho. "We need to do this more often. It gets lonely in my lab."

Cho smirked, "That's your fault. You could have been in the training grounds by now sweating and panting up a storm." Cho looked at her watch. It was almost three in the morning. "I think the trainees might actually be doing that right now."

Neville smiled. "Well, we need to meet tonight anyway to plan out what we want to do."

Cho nodded, "To bad the girls can't come. I wonder how any of us were able to do so much when we were still in school."

Neville smiled, "We had The Order backing us remember?"

"Come to my place and bring the maps for the safe houses, I know you have them already." Neville nodded before waving and apparating away.

Cho went home feeling good and sleepy. A far cry from the sleepless nights she had after Harry had left and the declaration of many who said it was time to retire. The knowledge that no one was willing to continue fighting. Cho walked through her flat remembering Harry telling her after a long training session:

"Fight for yourself so you can live. But don't forget, living and being alive are two different things. You can easily have one with out the other, but to have both is worth any risk, humiliation, pain, and death. If you find something that makes you happy don't ever let it go. I speak from experience when I say one chance is all you will ever get. If you miss it, you may never be able to be happy."

Cho smiled into her pillow and her last thoughts were of Neville smiling into his shot glass.