Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny sat in the living room of 12 Grimmauld Place. Ron sat, staring at the clock on the wall as the precious seconds ticked away one by one. Ginny quietly sat in a slightly moth eaten arm chair, straitening out the wrinkles on her jeans while Hermione sat twisting a piece of her brown frizzy hair. Harry just kept his eyes focused on the door to the kitchen where The Order of The Phoenix sat inside, having a meeting. He looked up to the calendar on the wall. Today would have been his first day of 7th year at Hogwarts. Much to Harry's dismay, the school had been closed due to the growing threat of Voldemort.

"Don't see why were not allowed in," Ron complained, slouching farther in his chair.

"Were not of age yet to be included in the Order's meetings," Hermione replied.

"Who cares. Fred and George are in there and even though they are 19 their maturity level is about at age 7," Ron shot back.

Hermione scowled at the red head. She returned to twisting her hair, trying to avoid an argument.

"They've been in there for 6 hours," Ginny sighed, gazing at the clock.

"Must be mighty important," Ron said.

"No, their only in there to talk about how their day is going," Hermione rolled her eyes. "Of course it's important if the Order called a secret meeting."'

Ron groaned in exasperation. He was about to say something when the door to the kitchen flew open. An exhausted looking Remus Lupin emerged from the room.

"Harry, Hermione, Ginny," he said nodding towards each of the teens. "We need to see you."

The three of them shot up from their places and made their way to the kitchen.

"Hang on a minute, what about me," Ron asked.

Lupin sadly looked upon the red head. "Were going to need you to stay out here. Just for a little bit longer Ron," he said placing an encouraging hand on the boy's shoulder. With that, he went back to the kitchen and shut the doors securely behind him.

"No fair," Ron whispered to himself. He sat there for what seemed like 2 hours before Harry, Hermione, and Ginny protruded from the kitchen, each with a worried look upon their faces.

"What's wrong," Ron asked.

They just smiled and shook their heads.

"N..nn..nothing is wrong Ron," Hermione said through a forced smile.

He glared at her. "Of course there is now tell me," he demanded.

"Ron, chill man. Everything is fine," Harry said.

Ron knew his friends were lying to him. He felt angry and a little betrayed by his best friends and his own sister. What ever was going on, her would get to the bottom of it.


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