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Triumvirate of power.
Very soon, Dumbledore's office was filled with happy and anxious people. Griffin had given in to his sister's demands and had written a short note to his parents to let them know he was back at Hogwarts. Fawkes himself had gone to deliver it while Ron settled into Dumbledore's office, waiting for his teachers to arrive.
While gazing out of the window, Ron looked for the connection he held with his friends and with a small push he opened the link that joined them.
'What is taking you so long? I'm about to face an inquisition here.'
Phoenix's soft laugh reached his mind. 'Aw, come on Griffin, it won't be so bad. It's not our fault that you're the one living closest to Hogwarts.'
Dragon's tired voice cut their conversation. 'I've been travelling all night, Griffin, stop complaining about it. I'm nearly there.'
Ron growled softly. 'Yes, yes, just hurry up. I just don't want.'
The door slammed open and the teen broke the connection, quickly turning around with a curse on his lips. He didn't have the chance to utter a word before strong arms enveloped him in a crushing hug. Luckily, his senses told him that his mother was the one hugging me as if there was no tomorrow, else things could have become bad very quickly. In the few months he had been away he had been trained to attack within a second's notice and he wouldn't have wanted to use all he had learned to hurt his mother. Looking up from he shoulder, he watched as his father came in followed by most of his brothers. Percy was not there and neither was Charlie. They were probably both at work and couldn't leave when they heard he was back. Turning his attention back to his mother, who was slowly cutting of his air supply, Griffin gently but strongly pulled her arms from his neck and quickly pecked her on the cheek before she had the chance to protest.
The red headed teen quickly made his way through his family, shaking hands with his brothers and hugging his father, all the while urging Phoenix and Dragon to hurry up. When he was finally allowed to look away from his over- excited family, he noticed that Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk, with McGonagall and Snape standing at either side from him. Sighing, the teen sat down just in front of the headmaster and waited calmly as the others followed his example. Once everyone was settled and Dumbledore had served everyone a cup of warm tea, the old wizard started to speak.
"Well, Mr. Weasley, we weren't expecting you back so soon."
Ron sat back in his chair and nodded slightly. "I imagine so."
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. "Are you very sure that Voldemort is going to attack soon?"
Griffin calmly nodded. "Of course."
Snape glared at him. "And how are you so sure about that, Weasley?"
The teen smirked lightly at him, his eyes filled with amusement at the man's obvious annoyance. "That is for us to know and you to find out, Professor."
Before the man could lash out to him, McGonagall intervened. "Us, Mr. Weasley? Are the other two coming?"
Ron's eyes became unfocussed for an instant before he nodded resolutely. "They're both on their way, but it will still take them a few hours to get here."
Turning to the headmaster, the teen looked at him seriously. "You might want to warn Sirius that Dragon is going to be here sometime this evening. Phoenix's parents would probably like to know what's going on with her too."
The old man nodded but made no move to stand up. When Ron raised an eyebrow, asking why he wasn't moving, Dumbledore put his hands together in front of him and regarded him seriously.
"You seem to be very sure about the attack on Hogwarts. I would like to know all you know about it so we can properly prepare for it."
Griffin looked at him serenely for a moment, silently reaching out for his friends. 'Hey, guys, the old man is asking about the upcoming battle. What should I tell him?'
Dragon's voice was the first one to answer him. 'Just tell him we knew about it because I saw it in one of my visions.'
Phoenix's voice joined the conversation. 'I agree with Dragon. It's the easiest way to explain, and its not like we'll be lying about it. After all we first saw it happening in a vision.'
Ron nodded slightly, and refocused his attention to the people sitting around him. They were all watching him expectantly, obviously waiting for his answer. "There's not really much to tell, Headmaster. Dragon had one of his visions about Voldemort. It showed Death eater and Voldemort coming into Hogwarts. We're pretty sure it was during the end feast since the banners were up and the Great hall was decorated."
McGonagall frowned. "That still doesn't mean it's going to happen in two weeks. It could be next year or the year after."
Griffin raised an eyebrow to her but nodded all the same. "Of course."
Bill spoke for the first time since he had arrived. "You don't think so."
Ron turned around to face his oldest brother. "You're right, I'm nearly sure it's going to be in two weeks, but I can't really give you a good reason. It's just a feeling we have had for a while."
Snape's cold voice cut through the room. "So you run in here announcing that the dark lord is going to attack shortly and you're not even sure about it? How very Gryffindor."
Ron smirked. "Actually, we're just being Slytherin, Professor. After all, we wouldn't want to be caught unaware, now would be? I personally prefer to be ready if they are going to attack, but of course, if you don't agree with me, I'll just leave and tell Phoenix and Dragon that they don't have to bother coming here."
Everyone glared at Snape before turning back to Ron. Dumbledore shook his head slightly and served a cup of tea to everyone. "We are happy for your warning Mr. Weasley and your help will be very valuable in this war." He sipped his tea absently while stroking Fawkes' head. "If the battle is drawing near, I'll have to gather as many people as I can. I need to start sending out messages."
Everyone nodded and stood up, understanding the silent dismissal in the old man's voice. At Dumbledore's request, both professors stayed with him to help him out while the Weasleys left the office together. They all headed to Gryffindor Tower, which was nearly empty since most students were still in class. Once the portrait closed after them, the whole family turned to Griffin.
"Ron, where have you been?"
"We've been so worried!"
"Couldn't you have owled us to tell us you were alright?"
"What have you been doing?"
The teen quickly raised his hands in defence. "Calm down, I promise I will explain everything, but right now I would like to get settled in."
Everyone nodded reluctantly, seemingly not pleased at him getting out of their sight, but Ron paid them no heed and quickly went up to the room he had stayed in a few months ago. He put out a small bag from his heavy robes and with a mumbled word he got it back to its usual shape. Quickly, he unpacked his few possessions, choosing to leave all his books in the bag. After all he didn't know how long he would be staying there and he preferred not to risk anyone seeing all those old books.
Once he was done, Ron walked to the door, knowing that his whole family was waiting downstairs for him. He was nearly out of the room when a soft trill coming from the window stopped him in his tracks. Turning around sharply, he felt a small smile form on his lips when he saw the beautiful form of a Phoenix standing on the opened window.
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews and for Vinnie and Leena's help.
Triumvirate of power.
Very soon, Dumbledore's office was filled with happy and anxious people. Griffin had given in to his sister's demands and had written a short note to his parents to let them know he was back at Hogwarts. Fawkes himself had gone to deliver it while Ron settled into Dumbledore's office, waiting for his teachers to arrive.
While gazing out of the window, Ron looked for the connection he held with his friends and with a small push he opened the link that joined them.
'What is taking you so long? I'm about to face an inquisition here.'
Phoenix's soft laugh reached his mind. 'Aw, come on Griffin, it won't be so bad. It's not our fault that you're the one living closest to Hogwarts.'
Dragon's tired voice cut their conversation. 'I've been travelling all night, Griffin, stop complaining about it. I'm nearly there.'
Ron growled softly. 'Yes, yes, just hurry up. I just don't want.'
The door slammed open and the teen broke the connection, quickly turning around with a curse on his lips. He didn't have the chance to utter a word before strong arms enveloped him in a crushing hug. Luckily, his senses told him that his mother was the one hugging me as if there was no tomorrow, else things could have become bad very quickly. In the few months he had been away he had been trained to attack within a second's notice and he wouldn't have wanted to use all he had learned to hurt his mother. Looking up from he shoulder, he watched as his father came in followed by most of his brothers. Percy was not there and neither was Charlie. They were probably both at work and couldn't leave when they heard he was back. Turning his attention back to his mother, who was slowly cutting of his air supply, Griffin gently but strongly pulled her arms from his neck and quickly pecked her on the cheek before she had the chance to protest.
The red headed teen quickly made his way through his family, shaking hands with his brothers and hugging his father, all the while urging Phoenix and Dragon to hurry up. When he was finally allowed to look away from his over- excited family, he noticed that Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk, with McGonagall and Snape standing at either side from him. Sighing, the teen sat down just in front of the headmaster and waited calmly as the others followed his example. Once everyone was settled and Dumbledore had served everyone a cup of warm tea, the old wizard started to speak.
"Well, Mr. Weasley, we weren't expecting you back so soon."
Ron sat back in his chair and nodded slightly. "I imagine so."
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. "Are you very sure that Voldemort is going to attack soon?"
Griffin calmly nodded. "Of course."
Snape glared at him. "And how are you so sure about that, Weasley?"
The teen smirked lightly at him, his eyes filled with amusement at the man's obvious annoyance. "That is for us to know and you to find out, Professor."
Before the man could lash out to him, McGonagall intervened. "Us, Mr. Weasley? Are the other two coming?"
Ron's eyes became unfocussed for an instant before he nodded resolutely. "They're both on their way, but it will still take them a few hours to get here."
Turning to the headmaster, the teen looked at him seriously. "You might want to warn Sirius that Dragon is going to be here sometime this evening. Phoenix's parents would probably like to know what's going on with her too."
The old man nodded but made no move to stand up. When Ron raised an eyebrow, asking why he wasn't moving, Dumbledore put his hands together in front of him and regarded him seriously.
"You seem to be very sure about the attack on Hogwarts. I would like to know all you know about it so we can properly prepare for it."
Griffin looked at him serenely for a moment, silently reaching out for his friends. 'Hey, guys, the old man is asking about the upcoming battle. What should I tell him?'
Dragon's voice was the first one to answer him. 'Just tell him we knew about it because I saw it in one of my visions.'
Phoenix's voice joined the conversation. 'I agree with Dragon. It's the easiest way to explain, and its not like we'll be lying about it. After all we first saw it happening in a vision.'
Ron nodded slightly, and refocused his attention to the people sitting around him. They were all watching him expectantly, obviously waiting for his answer. "There's not really much to tell, Headmaster. Dragon had one of his visions about Voldemort. It showed Death eater and Voldemort coming into Hogwarts. We're pretty sure it was during the end feast since the banners were up and the Great hall was decorated."
McGonagall frowned. "That still doesn't mean it's going to happen in two weeks. It could be next year or the year after."
Griffin raised an eyebrow to her but nodded all the same. "Of course."
Bill spoke for the first time since he had arrived. "You don't think so."
Ron turned around to face his oldest brother. "You're right, I'm nearly sure it's going to be in two weeks, but I can't really give you a good reason. It's just a feeling we have had for a while."
Snape's cold voice cut through the room. "So you run in here announcing that the dark lord is going to attack shortly and you're not even sure about it? How very Gryffindor."
Ron smirked. "Actually, we're just being Slytherin, Professor. After all, we wouldn't want to be caught unaware, now would be? I personally prefer to be ready if they are going to attack, but of course, if you don't agree with me, I'll just leave and tell Phoenix and Dragon that they don't have to bother coming here."
Everyone glared at Snape before turning back to Ron. Dumbledore shook his head slightly and served a cup of tea to everyone. "We are happy for your warning Mr. Weasley and your help will be very valuable in this war." He sipped his tea absently while stroking Fawkes' head. "If the battle is drawing near, I'll have to gather as many people as I can. I need to start sending out messages."
Everyone nodded and stood up, understanding the silent dismissal in the old man's voice. At Dumbledore's request, both professors stayed with him to help him out while the Weasleys left the office together. They all headed to Gryffindor Tower, which was nearly empty since most students were still in class. Once the portrait closed after them, the whole family turned to Griffin.
"Ron, where have you been?"
"We've been so worried!"
"Couldn't you have owled us to tell us you were alright?"
"What have you been doing?"
The teen quickly raised his hands in defence. "Calm down, I promise I will explain everything, but right now I would like to get settled in."
Everyone nodded reluctantly, seemingly not pleased at him getting out of their sight, but Ron paid them no heed and quickly went up to the room he had stayed in a few months ago. He put out a small bag from his heavy robes and with a mumbled word he got it back to its usual shape. Quickly, he unpacked his few possessions, choosing to leave all his books in the bag. After all he didn't know how long he would be staying there and he preferred not to risk anyone seeing all those old books.
Once he was done, Ron walked to the door, knowing that his whole family was waiting downstairs for him. He was nearly out of the room when a soft trill coming from the window stopped him in his tracks. Turning around sharply, he felt a small smile form on his lips when he saw the beautiful form of a Phoenix standing on the opened window.
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews and for Vinnie and Leena's help.