Disclaimer - Harry Potter doesn't belong to me.

"Last time was too close. It seems we need something stronger. The more power the better."

Dark shadows were talking to each other in low tones and swarming around a person...a young man.

"I beg you! Please! Not my daughter! She's innocent! Take me instead!"

"Silence! You creatures think you're better than everyone else! Even worse than the filthy mudbloods we share the world with. All of you should be wiped from existence! You're lucky to be alive now!

The dark shadow chuckled evilly to himself as the man let out an ear piercing scream...

Harry Potter's eyes snapped open, his heart pounding against his ribcage. Drenched in cold sweat he realized he was once again back at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. Slowly, as he calmed down, he remembered Lupin picking him up with other members and escorting him here that very morning.

He was grateful to see the familiar faces that belonged to his wizard family. The Weasley's, Hermione, Remus Lupin and others who had cared for him and ensured his safety were his real family. The Dursley's wouldn't care if he turned up dead in the gutter and Harry felt nothing knowing this detail. Not that he ever wanted to be part of the Dursley's but after all those years of sadness and loneliness Harry just shrugged and ignored them. He actually felt sorry for them.

He had been doing a lot of thinking over the summer. Last year was a major slap in the face. Harry thought of Sirius every day and every sleepless night. Not even the Dursley's had made him that depressed. Harry had lost his parents to Lord Voldemort but he had never felt grief or depression. He never knew his parents. The time with Sirius had been a tease. To have someone who loved you and then to take them away was like a cruel joke. Harry was tired of being angry and he stopped crying long ago. There was nothing left to him.....he was numb.

He learned how to deal with people. He wasn't phony and was happy to be with them again but Harry mostly kept to himself. He didn't want them to worry even more. They had enough on their minds. Voldemort had been quiet.....too quiet. The Order was constantly searching, ever watchful. The Ministry of Magic was now their ally. Cornelius Fudge had been ousted from his office because of his lies and endangering the magical world. They offered the job to Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard who ever lived but Dumbledore politely declined. All he said was, "I am needed elsewhere." Then the Ministry decided to offer the post to someone totally unexpected (with a little help from Dumbledore of course). None other than Arthur Weasley. Mr. Weasley was touched from being offered this great honor. He excitedly accepted. Life was different for the Weasleys, they were on the sunny side now. Instead of worrying over their expenses for the children Mr. and Mrs. Weasley finally caught a break. Everyone was happy for them, especially Harry.

The house was eerily silent. The only noise Harry heard was Ron's snoring coming from the bed across the room. Even Fred and George's room was quiet. Harry sensed something was happening and his suspicions were affirmed when Hermione and Ginny came knocking on their door.

"Harry? Ron? Are you awake?" Hermione whispered from the other side.

Harry got out of bed, tiptoeing to answer the door. "What's up?" he asked quietly letting them in.

"The whole Order is downstairs! Something is definitely wrong," Ginny exclaimed, trying not to wake Ron.

"So? Maybe they're just having a meeting or something," Harry said, sitting down on his bed.

"I don't think so, because they have lookouts at the stairs and by the kitchen door. They're making sure no one is listening...especially Fred and George," Hermione said. She also sat on Harry's bed.

There was a crack and then the Weasley twins plopped into the room, landing exactly on Ron's head.

"Glad to see you're all up!" Fred said, his eyes gleaming.

"Wha??" Ron murmured from under a sheet. "George! Get off ME!"

George covered Ron's mouth, "Shut up you stupid git! You wanna let everyone know that we're awake?!"

"Sorry," Ron muttered, pushing George off him. "What's going on?"

"Did you find out anything?" Ginny asked eagerly, ignoring Ron.

"Maybe," George grinned mischieviously.

"Well??"

"Should we tell 'em Fred?"

"Tell us what?" Ron asked, utterly confused.

"Something's got the Order altogether downstairs, it must be important because they don't want anyone to know," Harry said, filling in the very sleepy Ron.

"Oh! So what did you find out?"

The twins looked at each other smiling and then back at the eager faces around them. "You-Know-Who has something wicked up his sleeve! He's going after the elves!"

"Elves?" Harry asked, he wasn't surprised. A lot of weird things exist in this world.

"They really exist?" Hermione asked, awed.

"Of course they do!" Fred said. "We don't see them though because they live in hiding, kinda like their own little world. They were supposed to be a myth but turns out there's a whole kingdom!"

"Why does Voldemort want them?" Harry asked, not noticing as everyone flinched.

"Dunno, we only......" George trailed off. "Mum's coming upstairs!"

In a flash everyone ran or apparated back to their rooms. Mrs. Weasley followed a few minutes later checking on all the kids, making sure they were all tucked in and asleep. Harry lay awake after that wondering about the elves. They distracted him from the dream he had before. Also, they distracted him from thinking about Sirius...as he did every night.

TBC!