Hey there! Yes, you saw right, I'm updating! I'm sorry I used to never update and all….I kind of went on strike from for a while there because I didn't agree with their views and such…long story. Anywho, here'd chapter six. Enjoy.

Chapter 6

When they got back, Harry excused himself, and went to his room. He needed sometime to be alone, to think. Seeing Bellatrix again had brought back all the painful memories, which he had somehow been able to push to the back of his mind since arriving at the Black house, with all of his closest friends.

"Come on, you can do better than that!" Sirius's last words. And then, then, Bellatrix's triumphant scream. Hot waves of fury fired through Harry as he thought of the women who had taken his beloved godfather away, but they were soon replaced by sadness. How could he have been such an idiot?

Suddenly, somebody knocked on the door. Harry didn't answer, but the door opened anyway, and Ginny walked in. Harry sighed, wanting to be away from everybody for just a little while, even her.

"Mom said to tell you that the Order meeting will be tonight at around eight, after dinner."

Harry nodded, but still didn't say anything.

Ginny, seeming to sense that he wasn't in the mood to talk, quietly said "bye" and walked out, shutting the door behind her.

Harry lied back down on the bed, and closed his eyes. He lay there for a couple of hours, just thinking, until at about 4:00, he drifted off to sleep.

"Harry! Harry, wake-up!"

Harry opened his eyes and saw Hermione leaning over him. "It's 6:45, and it's almost time to eat dinner."

Harry yawned, stood-up, and stretched. "Thanks Hermione."

He started out the door, but stopped when he noticed that Hermione was still standing next to the bed. He looked at her.

"Harry, ar-are you…okay? I mean really okay? You just seemed kind of down after the attack. And I mean I know nobody was exactly the cheerful but Harry, you looked like you just lost your best friend." Hermione put her hand over her mouth, realizing what she had just said. "Oh Harry, I'm sor—"

"It's okay Hermione. But you're right. I did. All over again."

"Oh Harry I know. That wicked women. Showing up at Diagon Alley just like that! And when she—"

But Hermione stopped suddenly and walked across the room and gave Harry a warm, friendly hug.

"Thanks Hermione. I needed that."

They both tried to smile, found that they couldn't, and walked to the kitchen.

When the got there, they were met by: Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George.

"Hello dear. Why don't you two have a seat; dinner is almost ready.

"Where's everybody else?" Harry asked. "Remus, Tonks, Mr. Weasley…"

"They're on official Order business, after today's fiasco." George said darkly.

"And you will be, too dear," Mrs. Weasley said brightly. "When you learn to get your act together and take your job seriously. We'll discuss it tonight. I've talked to some other members of the Order. You'll be allowed into the meeting, but only because we need to discuss your punishment."

"Gee, thanks Mum."

Mrs. Weasley pretended as if she hadn't heard the last comment coming from either Fred or George. "Dinner's ready!"

At exactly 8:03, the members of the Order came pouring in. Tonks, Lupin, Dumbledore, Snape, Mr. Weasley, Mundungus, and so on. By 8:15, every member was there and sitting in the kitchen.

For a couple minutes, everyone was just talking amongst each other until Dumbledore called the meeting to order. He spoke softly but firmly, and everyone listened attentively.

He smiled. "I'm glad that we all could make it here tonight. Harry, since this house now belongs to you, thank you for having us. Now, the main reason that we are here tonight is to discuss what happened this afternoon involving four of our future Order of the Phoenix members and decide what to do about it. And oh yes," he said, his eyes twinkling at Fred and George, "I believe that we also have to discuss a small punishment," (the twins turned red) "so why don't we get started. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny, would you four please explain the events that took place this afternoon at Diagon Alley?"

Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all looked at Harry, so Harry took a deep breath and told the story.

"Well, let's see. Today we had all gone to Diagon Alley, and the adults had let Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and me walk around by ourselves for a little bit—"

"And that will certainly be the last time you are allowed to wander around by yourself there!" Mrs. Weasley interrupted.

"Now Molly," Tonks began.

"So anyway," said Harry, taking control of the story again. "We were walking around and suddenly we heard five loud cracks. We looked over and saw five Death Eaters, lead by Bellatrix Lestrange. Apparently, they had come to take me to Voldemort. I guess he's too big a celebrity to come in person."

Harry paused, while people gasped at Dark Lord's name.

"Then," Harry continued, trying his best to sound nonchalant, "Bellatrix tried to stun me, but I blocked it. Then she decided to put me under the Imperious Curse, so she could take me to Voldemort—" Harry ignored the gasps at this. "—but once she did, I fought it off quickly. So she got pretty angry then, so she decided the Cruciatus Curse would put me right. So she was half way through "Crucio" when, luckily for me, Ginny stunned her."

Ginny blushed slightly, as all the heads turned toward her. After a moment, though, everyone was looking expectantly at Harry again.

"And then, that's when Remus and Tonks came, shooting curses at the remaining Death Eater's. They stunned two, and then the other's disapparated away, out of fear of being cursed. And, well…then…um…well, that's about it."

Dumbledore spoke, looking grave. "Ron, Hermione, Ginny, do you have anything to add?"

Ron and Ginny shook their heads. Hermione looked like she was in deep thought, and then said slowly, "I don't think so."

Many people sighed, and Dumbledore stood up.

"I know you all are feeling shocked that five Death Eaters just simply apparated into Diagon Alley, prepared to take Harry and, most likely, hurt your children in the process," Dumbledore added, glancing at Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. But let me remind all of you, that we are at war. And while I believe that, in the end, good will prevail, and we will win, we need to be strong now. We are all in grave danger, just by being in the order. But none of you are ever alone, because you all know someone in the same situation as you—for the most part," he added, glancing at Harry.

The room was silent for a moment, until Dumbledore spoke again, his eyes sparkling.

"On a lighter note, I believe that we have a small punishment to discuss." Fred, George, and Mrs. Weasley all opened their mouths to say something, but Dumbledore continued on.

"Considering the circumstances, I believe that a month's suspension from the order will do, until some of our younger members can learn to take their jobs seriously. Now, if that's all, I must go." And with a smile, the headmaster was gone.

The meeting slowed down, after that. One-by-one, the members of the Order of the Phoenix left Number 12, Grimmauld Place. By this time it was around 10:30 PM.

"Bed!" shouted Mrs. Weasley. "We have a busy day of packing tomorrow and you'll need rest. It's been a long day. And we'll also need to go back to Diagon Alley to get the rest of your supplies."

Hermione looked at Mrs. Weasley, incredulously. "You mean we're actually going back tomorrow?"

"Um, well, actually Hermione, said Mrs. Weasley, exchanging a glance with Lupin, "You guys will be so busy…uh, packing…to come."

Harry looked at the ground and sighed. He didn't say anything, but it was obvious that they weren't going because of him. Harry frowned slightly, and decided he'd deal with it in the morning. He was so tired, he just wanted to go to bed…his scar was searing painfully on his forehead. He began to follow Ron and Hermione up the stairs, when Lupin called out to him.

"Harry, wait a minute."

Harry retreated back down the stairs, and headed towards Lupin.

"Dumbledore and I were thinking…and we decided that you're going to need some more protection while you're on the way to Hogwarts. The school really isn't as safe as everyone thinks. And, so three of us will be accompanying you to Hogwarts: myself, Moody, and Ton—well, Tonks will already be there."

"Why?" Harry asked, confused.

"You'll find out soon enough."

"Okay," Harry replied, to tired to care much.

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