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Jax felt the wind rush around her as she landed softly on the ground, after about an hour of flying. She heard the thumps of everyone else landing around her, Moody first, Lupin and Tonks second, McGonagall third, Dumbledore fourth, and Snape last. Everyone but Snape still had their beaming smiles on their faces from when Jax first took off from the ground. Moody looked the oddest, even Dumbledore hadn't ever seen him smile like that.
"Smashing!" Lupin roared, as he walked over to Jax to give her a pat on the back.
"Just brilliant, Jax! I would never have known that you haven't ever flown before if Dumbledore hadn't told us!" Tonks praised.
"Have you considered trying out for the Quidditch team? You'd give Harry quite a run for his money!" Moody exclaimed.
"Quidditch?" Jax pondered. "What's that?"
"Oh, don't tell me Dumbledore hasn't explained Quidditch to you! Albus! I'm ashamed!"
Lupin playfully crossed his arms and shook a finger at Dumbledore.
"It never crossed my mind," Dumbledore said barely above a whisper.
"Excuse me, but it's quite chilly out here, and I don't have gloves. Can we just go in?" McGonagall whined.
"Oh, certainly Minerva. So Sorry!" Tonks exclaimed.
While everyone else started to tend to unlocking all the charms and protections that hid Number 12 Grimmaulde place, Moody walked up to Snape, just in earshot of Jax.
"So... Severus, is Potter here yet?"
"I'm afraid so. We're supposed to keep her away from him at all costs. Dumbledore is already worried enough about Potter being in Sirius' house. You should have seen him when he arrived- he was gloomy, and very distraught. Lord knows what would happen if he found out he has a sister!"
"I worry for the poor boy. With Sirius gone, who is he supposed to look up to? Remus, I suppose.... Dumbledore, no... Dumbledore is entirely another thing to Harry.... Maybe that half-giant. Hagrid, you call him?"
"I don't know. At least the girl has been spared for five years. But Dumbledore felt it necessary to start her at Hogwarts- there was no way around it. If we're supposed to defeat Voldemort once and for all, we're going to need both of them."
"Such a heavy burden on such young teenagers. And Harry's been carrying it by himself for five years! No wonder he's such a mess."
Dumbledore came over to the two men talking, and pushed them back to make sure they were out of earshot now.
"You two need to be more careful around the girl. I haven't had any chance to tell her anything. Anyways, I've already told you how to act around Harry-"
"Don't mention Sirius!" The two exclaimed simultaneously.
"And keep the two apart from each other. I expect Harry to stay in his room- at least, Ron or Hermione's room- so Jax can attend regular dinners. I also expect lots of fuss over Jax for the next couple of days, and I know with those extendable ears Fred and George cooked up last summer he'll start suspecting something. So be extra careful, alright? I've already arranged Remus, Tonks and Molly to answer any questions she has- and she's been told they're the ones to go to for questions. They've been given guidelines over what they can tell her and what they can't- so if has any questions, direct her to them. Got it?"
The two men nodded, and turned to face the headquarters as they heard Tonks exclaim in joy that they finally got it unlocked.
"I swear, if they didn't change the password every ten minutes, I would get this open much quicker!" Tonks exclaimed loudly.
"Twenty minutes," McGonagall corrected.
"Excuse me?"
"They change it every twenty minutes, not ten."
"Whatever. Come on, Jax! Let me introduce you-" Tonks grabbed Jax's hand and pulled her into the door, "To the Order of the Phoenix."
Jax gaped at everything around her. The moving portraits that seemed to be so interested in her; the pans washing themselves in the sink; and the plain gloominess of the whole building.
The rest of the guard continued into the doorway, taking off coats and hats and gloves and sticking them on a coat rack that seemed to never run out of room for the coats. Every time there was a new coat to hang up, another hanger appeared to place it on.
"Arthur! They're back!"
A small, plump woman with red hair and rosy cheeks came out of the kitchen, carrying the aroma of roast potatoes and baked chicken with her.
"Albus, Arthur has some business to discuss-"
Mrs. Weasley's eyes caught a glimpse of Jax, and she froze.
"Oh, Albus, is that her? Is it really her?"
"Gorgeous, isn't she?"
"Oh Merlin! She's a beauty! And I thought Harry was handsome-"
Mrs. Weasley walked over to Jax, offering her a hand.
"Molly Weasley, dear. Such a pleasure to meet you!"
"You also, Mrs. Weasley."
Jax shook Mrs. Weasley's hand politely. Mrs. Weasley turned around, not letting go of Jax's hand, and put her other hand to the side of her mouth.
"Arthur, get in HERE!"
Mrs. Weasley turned back to Jax, turning the scowl she used to holler at her husband to a smile for Jax.
"You must excuse my husband. He's going deaf, I swear."
Mrs. Weasley let go of Jax's hand and wiped her own on the apron she was wearing.
"It's quite alright. It's the same with my father-"
Jax stopped at the mention of her father.
"You must be hungry, dear. Would you like a snack? Dinner will be served soon," Mrs. Weasley said hurriedly, in order to change the subject.
"Oh, I'm fine. Dinner smells delicious. I'd like to keep an appetite. Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."
"Oh, please, please call me Molly." Mrs. Weasley turned around again, "ARTHUR WEASLEY!"
"He's at the ministry, mum. He left just a couple of minutes ago. What's all the ruckus about?"
Ron Weasley started down the stairs as he explained what had happened to his father. Mrs. Weasley quickly pulled Jax behind her, in order to hide her from her youngest son.
"Mum, who's that?"
Mrs. Weasley realized that Jax was too tall to hide behind her short self, so she gave a small click of her finger, and instantly Jax was hidden from sight.
"What in the world are you talking about, Ronald?"
"That girl behind you. Who is she?"
"Ronald, I can assure you that there is no one behind me."
Mrs. Weasley opened up so her son could see the area behind her. Jax was completely hidden. Ron gave his mother a quirky look, suspicious of her.
"I think I had too many chocolate frogs. Harry had me and Hermione help him with all the candy he got for his birthday."
"Hermione and I, dear," Mrs. Weasley quickly corrected. "Anyways, dinner will be served in about half an hour. You three need to stay up in your rooms; we have some reports to go over during dinner."
"Fine with me. I doubt that Harry would even have come down. He's a wreck, mum. This place is driving him nuts. Everything he sees, everything he smells reminds him of Sirius."
"Dear, just give him time-"
Mrs. Weasley stopped as she saw Harry appear at the top of the stairs.
"Oh, hello, Harry dear."
Jax was intrigued by the mention of Harry's name, and stepped forward. She looked up the stairs, and saw a boy who looked almost exactly like herself. He had messy, jet-black hair; the same as her. He was definitely taller than she; she could tell that from even this far away. His eyes were different, though; they were a deep, emerald-green, and he had glasses. Jax had contacts. Then she remembered what she had been wondering ever since the day before. Jax looked up to her brother's forehead and saw a scar, in the exact same coloring as she, in the shape of a thunderbolt. She gasped loudly, and felt Mrs. Weasley's hand cover her mouth.
"Mrs. Weasley, is there something wrong?" Harry asked.
Harry found it quite odd that Mrs. Weasley had her hand floating mid- air, with nothing to put it on.
"Oh, just a bug."
Mrs. Weasley fluttered her hand about, to make it seem as if she was shooing a fly away. Harry's forehead creased, finding it still particularly odd.
"Right..." Harry said slowly. "Anyways, Ron, Hermione and I were going to play a game of Exploding Snap. You want to join?"
"Sure!"
Even though Ron despised Exploding Snap after an unfortunate mishap in his fourth year, he would do anything to brighten Harry's spirits.
"Mum, would you bring our dinners up when they're ready?"
"Of course, dear. Now go and play. The pie doesn't make itself! Well... maybe it does..."
Ron shook his head, smiling at his mother. He headed back up the steps, opening the door to the room that he and Harry shared, and closing the door behind as he entered to the sound of popping from the game.
Mrs. Weasley snapped her finger once more, making Jax visible again.
"Dear, if I ever have to do that to you again, could you please be a bit quieter? Ron could have thought you a ghost with that imaginative mind of his!"
Jax was still mesmerized at the sight she had just seen. She and Harry looked exactly alike, except for the eye coloring and the scar shape.
"Your brother's something, isn't he?"
"Yeah," was all Jax could get out of her mouth. "Mrs. Weasley, when will I finally get to meet him, like face to face?"
Mrs. Weasley smiled at the girl, just trying to remember her and Harry together as babies.
"The time will come, darling, but not while we're here. At school, of course, there's no way of keeping you two apart, but we'd rather keep you a secret for as long as we can. Dumbledore has made it quite clear that you aren't allowed to be introduced as Harry's sister until he sees fit. That means none of the students can know you're his sister, and you'll have to keep that scar of yours hidden as well as you can."
"So, when I go to school at Hogwarts- that's how you say it, right?"
Mrs. Weasley gave a small nod.
"I'll still be Jax Pierce? Not Raye Potter?"
"Exactly. Still Jax Pierce."
Jax sat down on a bench behind her, and looked up to Mrs. Weasley.
"I have so many questions, Mrs. Weas- Molly."
"Well come with me into the kitchen, and I'll try to answer them as best as I can."
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Jax felt the wind rush around her as she landed softly on the ground, after about an hour of flying. She heard the thumps of everyone else landing around her, Moody first, Lupin and Tonks second, McGonagall third, Dumbledore fourth, and Snape last. Everyone but Snape still had their beaming smiles on their faces from when Jax first took off from the ground. Moody looked the oddest, even Dumbledore hadn't ever seen him smile like that.
"Smashing!" Lupin roared, as he walked over to Jax to give her a pat on the back.
"Just brilliant, Jax! I would never have known that you haven't ever flown before if Dumbledore hadn't told us!" Tonks praised.
"Have you considered trying out for the Quidditch team? You'd give Harry quite a run for his money!" Moody exclaimed.
"Quidditch?" Jax pondered. "What's that?"
"Oh, don't tell me Dumbledore hasn't explained Quidditch to you! Albus! I'm ashamed!"
Lupin playfully crossed his arms and shook a finger at Dumbledore.
"It never crossed my mind," Dumbledore said barely above a whisper.
"Excuse me, but it's quite chilly out here, and I don't have gloves. Can we just go in?" McGonagall whined.
"Oh, certainly Minerva. So Sorry!" Tonks exclaimed.
While everyone else started to tend to unlocking all the charms and protections that hid Number 12 Grimmaulde place, Moody walked up to Snape, just in earshot of Jax.
"So... Severus, is Potter here yet?"
"I'm afraid so. We're supposed to keep her away from him at all costs. Dumbledore is already worried enough about Potter being in Sirius' house. You should have seen him when he arrived- he was gloomy, and very distraught. Lord knows what would happen if he found out he has a sister!"
"I worry for the poor boy. With Sirius gone, who is he supposed to look up to? Remus, I suppose.... Dumbledore, no... Dumbledore is entirely another thing to Harry.... Maybe that half-giant. Hagrid, you call him?"
"I don't know. At least the girl has been spared for five years. But Dumbledore felt it necessary to start her at Hogwarts- there was no way around it. If we're supposed to defeat Voldemort once and for all, we're going to need both of them."
"Such a heavy burden on such young teenagers. And Harry's been carrying it by himself for five years! No wonder he's such a mess."
Dumbledore came over to the two men talking, and pushed them back to make sure they were out of earshot now.
"You two need to be more careful around the girl. I haven't had any chance to tell her anything. Anyways, I've already told you how to act around Harry-"
"Don't mention Sirius!" The two exclaimed simultaneously.
"And keep the two apart from each other. I expect Harry to stay in his room- at least, Ron or Hermione's room- so Jax can attend regular dinners. I also expect lots of fuss over Jax for the next couple of days, and I know with those extendable ears Fred and George cooked up last summer he'll start suspecting something. So be extra careful, alright? I've already arranged Remus, Tonks and Molly to answer any questions she has- and she's been told they're the ones to go to for questions. They've been given guidelines over what they can tell her and what they can't- so if has any questions, direct her to them. Got it?"
The two men nodded, and turned to face the headquarters as they heard Tonks exclaim in joy that they finally got it unlocked.
"I swear, if they didn't change the password every ten minutes, I would get this open much quicker!" Tonks exclaimed loudly.
"Twenty minutes," McGonagall corrected.
"Excuse me?"
"They change it every twenty minutes, not ten."
"Whatever. Come on, Jax! Let me introduce you-" Tonks grabbed Jax's hand and pulled her into the door, "To the Order of the Phoenix."
Jax gaped at everything around her. The moving portraits that seemed to be so interested in her; the pans washing themselves in the sink; and the plain gloominess of the whole building.
The rest of the guard continued into the doorway, taking off coats and hats and gloves and sticking them on a coat rack that seemed to never run out of room for the coats. Every time there was a new coat to hang up, another hanger appeared to place it on.
"Arthur! They're back!"
A small, plump woman with red hair and rosy cheeks came out of the kitchen, carrying the aroma of roast potatoes and baked chicken with her.
"Albus, Arthur has some business to discuss-"
Mrs. Weasley's eyes caught a glimpse of Jax, and she froze.
"Oh, Albus, is that her? Is it really her?"
"Gorgeous, isn't she?"
"Oh Merlin! She's a beauty! And I thought Harry was handsome-"
Mrs. Weasley walked over to Jax, offering her a hand.
"Molly Weasley, dear. Such a pleasure to meet you!"
"You also, Mrs. Weasley."
Jax shook Mrs. Weasley's hand politely. Mrs. Weasley turned around, not letting go of Jax's hand, and put her other hand to the side of her mouth.
"Arthur, get in HERE!"
Mrs. Weasley turned back to Jax, turning the scowl she used to holler at her husband to a smile for Jax.
"You must excuse my husband. He's going deaf, I swear."
Mrs. Weasley let go of Jax's hand and wiped her own on the apron she was wearing.
"It's quite alright. It's the same with my father-"
Jax stopped at the mention of her father.
"You must be hungry, dear. Would you like a snack? Dinner will be served soon," Mrs. Weasley said hurriedly, in order to change the subject.
"Oh, I'm fine. Dinner smells delicious. I'd like to keep an appetite. Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."
"Oh, please, please call me Molly." Mrs. Weasley turned around again, "ARTHUR WEASLEY!"
"He's at the ministry, mum. He left just a couple of minutes ago. What's all the ruckus about?"
Ron Weasley started down the stairs as he explained what had happened to his father. Mrs. Weasley quickly pulled Jax behind her, in order to hide her from her youngest son.
"Mum, who's that?"
Mrs. Weasley realized that Jax was too tall to hide behind her short self, so she gave a small click of her finger, and instantly Jax was hidden from sight.
"What in the world are you talking about, Ronald?"
"That girl behind you. Who is she?"
"Ronald, I can assure you that there is no one behind me."
Mrs. Weasley opened up so her son could see the area behind her. Jax was completely hidden. Ron gave his mother a quirky look, suspicious of her.
"I think I had too many chocolate frogs. Harry had me and Hermione help him with all the candy he got for his birthday."
"Hermione and I, dear," Mrs. Weasley quickly corrected. "Anyways, dinner will be served in about half an hour. You three need to stay up in your rooms; we have some reports to go over during dinner."
"Fine with me. I doubt that Harry would even have come down. He's a wreck, mum. This place is driving him nuts. Everything he sees, everything he smells reminds him of Sirius."
"Dear, just give him time-"
Mrs. Weasley stopped as she saw Harry appear at the top of the stairs.
"Oh, hello, Harry dear."
Jax was intrigued by the mention of Harry's name, and stepped forward. She looked up the stairs, and saw a boy who looked almost exactly like herself. He had messy, jet-black hair; the same as her. He was definitely taller than she; she could tell that from even this far away. His eyes were different, though; they were a deep, emerald-green, and he had glasses. Jax had contacts. Then she remembered what she had been wondering ever since the day before. Jax looked up to her brother's forehead and saw a scar, in the exact same coloring as she, in the shape of a thunderbolt. She gasped loudly, and felt Mrs. Weasley's hand cover her mouth.
"Mrs. Weasley, is there something wrong?" Harry asked.
Harry found it quite odd that Mrs. Weasley had her hand floating mid- air, with nothing to put it on.
"Oh, just a bug."
Mrs. Weasley fluttered her hand about, to make it seem as if she was shooing a fly away. Harry's forehead creased, finding it still particularly odd.
"Right..." Harry said slowly. "Anyways, Ron, Hermione and I were going to play a game of Exploding Snap. You want to join?"
"Sure!"
Even though Ron despised Exploding Snap after an unfortunate mishap in his fourth year, he would do anything to brighten Harry's spirits.
"Mum, would you bring our dinners up when they're ready?"
"Of course, dear. Now go and play. The pie doesn't make itself! Well... maybe it does..."
Ron shook his head, smiling at his mother. He headed back up the steps, opening the door to the room that he and Harry shared, and closing the door behind as he entered to the sound of popping from the game.
Mrs. Weasley snapped her finger once more, making Jax visible again.
"Dear, if I ever have to do that to you again, could you please be a bit quieter? Ron could have thought you a ghost with that imaginative mind of his!"
Jax was still mesmerized at the sight she had just seen. She and Harry looked exactly alike, except for the eye coloring and the scar shape.
"Your brother's something, isn't he?"
"Yeah," was all Jax could get out of her mouth. "Mrs. Weasley, when will I finally get to meet him, like face to face?"
Mrs. Weasley smiled at the girl, just trying to remember her and Harry together as babies.
"The time will come, darling, but not while we're here. At school, of course, there's no way of keeping you two apart, but we'd rather keep you a secret for as long as we can. Dumbledore has made it quite clear that you aren't allowed to be introduced as Harry's sister until he sees fit. That means none of the students can know you're his sister, and you'll have to keep that scar of yours hidden as well as you can."
"So, when I go to school at Hogwarts- that's how you say it, right?"
Mrs. Weasley gave a small nod.
"I'll still be Jax Pierce? Not Raye Potter?"
"Exactly. Still Jax Pierce."
Jax sat down on a bench behind her, and looked up to Mrs. Weasley.
"I have so many questions, Mrs. Weas- Molly."
"Well come with me into the kitchen, and I'll try to answer them as best as I can."
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