A/N Hi Everyone hope you like this chapter. I know it took me forever but my next chapter is finely up! I'll have more time when school's our, bye

Chapter 2: Order of the Phoenix

Amber had just arrived at number 12 Gremold Place and was looking around for Remus. He was nowhere to be found; which wasn't surprising, considering that tonight would be the full moon. Knowing she was a member of the order she didn't have to worry about looking around but she still liked to ask.

She entered the kitchen to find she wasn't alone in the house after all. She'd planned on getting the floo pouder and using that to transport herself to Hogwarts so she could let Dumbeldor know what was happening.

Now she was standing face to face with the spy Severus Snape. She was a Griffendor, but also a person who believed the rivalry between the houses was pointless,; especially in light of the danger they all faced in these times.

He wasn't the least bit surprised when Ms. Hursman had walked into the kitchen. He nodded to her in acknowledgement and let her go about her own business. He was reading a letter from the Headmaster, and paied her little attention until she muttered something that sounded like suicide.

"Yes, that's right," he heard her say through the flames, "no, I think he's OK now. Yes, Hermione's with him. I think she'll have it under control. Yes, if you think it's necessary, he's right here." Ms. Hursman pulled her head from the fire and turned to face him, "Professor the Headmaster withes to speak with you."

"Who tried to commit suicide?" he asked before sticking his head into the flames.

"Harry," she answered quietly a slight tremble to her voice. He nodded in understanding.

"But, Harry," Hermione was saying earnestly, "We wouldn't just stop being your friends because of the danger. You know we'd go with you where ever you led us…"

"Yeah, I know," he interrupted, "that's the problem. I always seam to be leading you all into danger, and someone always ends up paying for my mistake. Hermione, last time it was Sirius; who next? Do you think I want something like that to happen to you, or Ron or Amber? I just… I can't… When I saw you that night in the Department of Mysteries… and I thought you were dead…"

Hermione was close to tears by this point and couldn't speak. Instead she put her arms around him again trying to sooth him. She was quiet for awhile and when she looked at him she realized he'd fallen asleep in her arms, "Oh Harry," she whispered, "we love you; I love you, too much to leave you." Hermione bent and kissed his forehead.

"Headmaster," said Severus in as pleading a voice the proud Slytherin allowed it to go, "Is it absolutely necessary that I go play Potter's babysitter?"

"Severus," the Headmaster exasperatedly, "Remus would do it but he is indisposed this evening as you know full well."

"Very, well Headmaster," Severus conceded resignedly. He then removed his head from the fire and looked up at Ms. Hursman who was stroking the blue with red accented feathers of her phoenix. She looked up at him expectantly, "Very well," he sighed, "let's go if we must."

They arrived in the dark hall. Ember landed on her master's shoulder and they walked over to the appropriate door. She poked her head in and whispered something . She then turned and walked over to him, "Their fine for now," she explained, "He's sleeping and she's watching over him."

He nodded but turned suddenly to look at a door that was opening. Amber turned too and saw Duddly standing there looking bewildered. He looked from one to the other fearfully. The two non-muggle people in the situation looked at one another.

Then Amber shrugged and began to walk back over to the room when Duddly spoke, "Mum! Dad! There are more you know what's in the house!" Amber sighed heavily shaking her head.

"WHAT!" came the voice of Harry's Uncle through the closed door; which opened abruptly, "GET OUT! We're already letting his girlfriend stay here," Sevorus snorted derisively at this point, "and we don't want ANYMORE of YOUR KIND around here."

"Vernon," warned Petunia, "these are members of the Order of the Phoenix. We better let them stay."

"But Petunia!" he protested.

"Listen to your wife muggle," Sevorus said with emphasis on the last word.

"Severus," Amber said before she could stop herself and amended as he looked at her, " I mean Professor."

All three Dursley's were looking at the two of them with unreadable expressions.