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Chapter 4Mission Accomplished?

"Are you guys sure about this? If we get caught we're in big trouble. I mean, I'm sure-,"

"Hermione?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

"Grrr."

"Now, as I was saying earlier."

"Actually Fred, I believe it was me who was speaking earlier."

"Oh, is that so? Please continue."

"This mission of ours is very simple and we-as the leaders-have total confidence in it."

"Wait! Why are you two the leader?"

"Because little brother-"

"-We are the ones who came up with the plan."

"So? I think Harry-"

"AS I was saying-"

"Actually, it was me who was speaking George."

"Oh really? Continue on the."

"As I was saying, we-the leaders-have full confidence in this mission and you. You all know you jobs, right?"

"With the way you two wont shut up, it would be hard not to."

"We heard that Ginny."

"I know."

"Anyways, lets go through this one more time. Hermione-"

HARRY POTTER AND THE BOOK OF HOMUNCULUS

"- Your job is reconnaissance. We need you to find out just how that weird ass door to the meeting room works."

"Yes George," Hermione exasperatedly said in to her palm, "we've only went over this twenty times already."

"Hey," the voice of George said sounded in Hermione's hidden ear piece, "don't get fresh with me, young lady."

Hermione let out a groan and ignored the chattering voice in her ear. She stood on the second floor where the mysterious door to the meeting room was supposed to be. The door had yet to make an appearance but she kept watch under the lie of waiting for Ginny to get out of the bathroom.

"Psst," a voice hissed from behind Hermione, the bathroom, "have you seen the door yet?"

Hermione sighed in frustration, "No Ginny, I already told you I would let you know when I saw it, so stop asking me already."

"Sorry," Ginny apologized for behind the bathroom door, "It's just that this is really boring."

"Yeah, I know," Hermione agreed, leaning against the bathroom door, "This isn't what I had planned for my first day back with my friends."

Ginny giggled.

Hermione closed her eyes and began thinking about things more exciting than spying on secret organization, things like complex arithmancy equations. It was as the Professor Vector of her mind complimented her on her fabulous work on the hardest artihmancy problem ever that Fred or George decided to interrupt speak.

"Hey Hermione, has the door opened yet?"

The dreamy smile that had spread across her face faded at her fantasy's interruption. She began to get tell George (or Fred) off for when she saw that for some reason the door had indeed appeared and a very unwelcome figure was stepping out of it.

"Granger," Mad-Eye shouted gruffly as he made his way towards her with one eye squinted in suspicion, "what are you doing here?"

"I was waiting for the bathroom," Hermione lied smoothly.

"What? What don't you use the other one downstairs?"

"Downstairs?" she questioned, " I just got here, I didn't know there were two bathrooms."

"Well then, I-" Moody began but the stopped both his eyes not set straight and staring into the bathroom. He walked forward, pushed past Hermione and yanked the bathroom door open without so much as a knock.

"EKKK!" Ginny shirked as she jumped off the bathroom floor, toppling the house of cards she had built in the process. She stood there in the bathroom with a surprised look on her face as Mad-Eye glared at her with both eyes.

"What's goin-" Mad-Eye began, but before he could finish his sentence Ginny had gathered up her courage and began a tirade that would have put her mother to shame.

"HOW DARE YOU WALK IN ON ME LIKE THAT? I COULD HAVE BEEN DOING ANYTHING AND YOU JUST COME HERE WHITOUT EVEN THE DECENCY TO KNOCK. I BET YOU USED THAT EYE OF YOURS TO SEE WHAT I WAS DOING, DIDN'T YOU. FRED AND GEORGE WERE RIGHT; YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A FILTHY PERVERT. I SWEAT THAT WHEN MY MOTHER FINDS OUT SHE'S GOING TO GIVE YOU WHAT FOR."

Ginny's shouting continued and Mad-Eye stood dumbfounded. Any accusations that he had thought about throwing at her were lost as she continued to yell at him.

Ginny kept on yelling and yelling and Mad-Eye was too busy to notice something much more nefarious going on behind his back. In his rush to be nosy and suspicious he had left the door to the Order meeting room open. Hermione stood before it with a piece of parchment and a quill. She copied down all the runes she could find and performed a diagnostic spell. She took down a few more notes before pocketing the parchment and heading away from Ginny's loud shouting and toward the base of operations aka Harry's room.

Mission Accomplished.

HPatBoH

"Good job Hermione, very good job."

"And lets not forget our wonderful sister and her fantastic distraction."

"Heh, heh. Yeah… Distraction."

"What? That whole yelling match wasn't a giant distraction so Hermione could study the enchantments on that door?"

"Er… of course it was."

"It wasn't was it?"

"Oh that's rich!"

"Well, what did you expect me to do? He just walked in one me while I was in the bathroom."

"Ginny, you were playing cards."

"That's not the point Hermione. I could have been showering or using the toilet. That man's nothing but a filthy pervert."

"Ok Gin, I think-"

"I'm serious! I swear I saw him checking out my bum with that eye of his."

"Okay Gin, we-"

"And then I KNOW he was looking at Tonks."

"Alright, we need t-"

"And then this one tim-"

"ENOUGH ABOUT OLD PERVERTS! WE HAVE SECRET ORGANIZATIONS TO SPY ON!"

"… Sorry."

"Ahem! As I was saying, good job to the both of you."

"Thank you."

"Thanks."

"Now Hermione, you say you recognize this spell?"

"Pffft, of course she does."

"Shut up Ron."

"Hey! She can't just-"

"Seriously Ron, shut up. Continue Hermione."

"Thank you. As I was saying, I do, in fact, recognize his spell."

"So you can tell us how to get in there?"

"No Harry, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"How come?"

"The spell only allows those who the caster wants to be allowed. Of course, like all spells this one has a counter, but it is much too complex for even me."

"GASP!"

"SHUT UP RON!"

TWACK!

"Oy! That hurt"

"Then shut up and let Hermione continue."

"Thank you George."

"I'm Fred."

"Whatever. Anyways, even if we did know the counter spell, I doubt any of us would be able to take apart a spell cast by Dumbledore."

"Hmmm. It seems we'll have to go with plan B.

"We have a plan B?"

"Of course we do."

"This 'Plan B", it wouldn't happen to involve me waiting in front of the door for possible hours under my invisibility cloak, would it?"

"It might."

"Ugh."

"Come one Harry, you want information, don't you? That's what I thought. Now get that cloak and get into position. You too Ron and Ginny. You remember you jobs, right?"

"Yes, we're the-"

HPatBoH

"-Distraction. Its your job make sure no one's attention is on Harry and the door."

"Okay Fred, we got it the first fifty times you told us." Ron mumbled frustrated into his had.

"… This is George."

"Whatever, just shut up." When no more noise came out of his hidden, magical earpiece he let a sigh on content. He sat in the living area with Ginny. It was empty except for them and Mad-Eye. All the other Order members had gathered in the kitchen. Ginny sat next to him on the couch, 'reading' a book with a very ugly look on her face. "Psst, Gin" Ron hissed, leaning closer to his sister so he didn't have to raise his voice, "your book is upside down."

"Huh? Oh… right," she muttered. She flipped her book over and continued reading with that same fowl look.

"What's with that look on you face?"

"Huh?"

"You've got that really ugly look on your face like someone's holding something rotten right under your nose."

"Ron, that's not a very nice thing to say to girl."

Ron shrugged, "Who are you? Hermione? Just answer the question."

Ginny took a quick glance over her shoulder and answered with the fowl look back in place, "It's Mad-Eye. He's been watching me since we sat down.

Ron chuckled quietly to himself. "Com off it, little sister. I'm sure he's got better things to do then peep at you."

Ginny frowned, "I'm being serious here. Look at him, he's had both eyes on men since we both got in here."

Ron looked back and saw that Moody was still staring at them. "I'm sure he doing something-uh less perverted than it seems."

"Pfft, sure he is," she shook with a disgusted shudder, "all the times he could have looked at me. When I'm eating, when I'm showering, when we're training. UGH!"

"Come on Gin." Ron tried to reason, "I'm sure he's just made at you for shouting at him earlier."

"I doubt-"

"Ron, Ginny. Stop talking about old, perverted aurors. Harry might be needing soon."

"Fred, this is serious business!" Ginny responded, "I don't like him sitting there staring at me like that."

"He can give you nice slap on the bum for all I care. As long as he's kept busy."

"Ah! How dare you say that? I-"

"Oops! Sorry Ginny, gotta go. Make sure to cause a good distraction."

"UGH!"

"Well, you heard him," Ron said, "We need to cause a distraction."

"'Nice slap on the bum' how dare he say that." Ginny muttered to herself, ignoring Ron.

"Ginny!"

"Huh? What?"

"We need to cause a distraction."

"Oh… right."

"I was think we cou-" Ron began a plan but was cut off.

"I'VE TOLE YOU ALREADY RONALD!" Ginny shouted, standing up from her seat and pointing an accusing finger at Ron. "DEAN AND I ARE STAYING TOGETHER WHETER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" Suddenly the entire house was quiet. Moody stared at the two with wide, shocked eyes. A few Order members poked their heads out of the kitchen to see what was going on. And somewhere up stairs laughter could be heard.

"Um… Ginny?" Ron began, "I'm not sure if-"

"UGHHH!" Ginny roared as if infinitely frustrated by something. "I'M TIRED OF YOUR CRAP."

"What the hell Ginny-?" Whatever else Ron was going to say was cut short by smacking noise as Ginny had slapped him across the face and into the floor. The audience the two siblings had gathered was shocked into immobility.

Ron slowly stood up with a hand rubbing his cheek. He stared at his sister disbelievingly and she returned his look of disbelief with one of defiance. Her chest was heaving, her cheeks were flustered and her eyes were wild. The look of disbelief on Ron's face was washed away and replaced with a look of anger.

Without warning he launched himself at his much smaller sister and tackled her to the ground. They began to wrestle on the ground; smacking each other, pulling at each other's hair and continuing to shout at each other. Their audience eventually moved into action and tried to pry the warring siblings apart but it proved harder than it should have. Soon the whole house would descend upon the two and try and break up their fight. Effectively drawing attention away from the door and the young man in front of it.

Mission Accomplished.

HPatBoH

"And so I told her 'that's not my wand, I'm just happy to see you'"

"…" Silence.

"Don't you get it Harry? It's funny because a wand can so easily be confused with a-"

"I get it George," Harry interrupted the explanation of the crude joke.

"Oh, well then you should learn to develop a sense of humor cause that one was a killer."

"Whatever," Harry muttered uninterestedly, "when are Ginny and Ron going to start their distraction?"

"Fred just talked to them, so it should be any minute now."

George was true to his word as a high-pitched shout echoed through the house for the second time that day as soon as his sentence had ended.

Harry couldn't help but smirk; George had erupted into uproarious laughter.

It wasn't long after Ginny's shout that Harry heard thudding footstep from behind the blank 'wall' in front of him. The footsteps stopped, the door opened and Kingsley Shacklebolt stood tall in the doorway in front of an invisible Harry.

"What the devil was that?" he asked to the 'empty' hallway. Another shout from Ginny answered his question. "Bloody kids. Can't keep their hormones in control." He ran off towards the commotion and shut the door behind him, but not before an invisible Harry could make his way through.

Harry stood in the narrow staircase that led to the order meeting room. It was empty. He put his hand to his mouth and talked into it. "I'm in."

"Really? You're in the meeting room already?"

"Not yet. I still have to go up these stairs."

"Stairs? I thought this place only had two stories."

"Apparently not."

"All right, I'm sure you know what to do. Once you get into the meeting room, we will need to cut off communication, so don't talk to us."

"Right. I'm out."

"Good Luck."

Harry slowly began to make his way up the set of stairs. He reached the top and found that the door to the meeting room had thankfully been left open. He made his way into the room and was only half surprised to find it occupied by one person: Albus Dumbledore. Harry ignored the old man who just so happened to be looking right at him and began to make his way into a place where he was less likely to be bumped into by Order members.

"Did you truly thin I didn't expect this?" Dumbledore spoke out in a quite voice that seemed to fill the whole room. Harry stopped what he was doing and slowly turned around and stared at the man who stared right back. "Did you think I wouldn't be prepared for the deviously genius minds of the Weasley Twins or for that cloak you're wearing.

Harry looked down at himself to make sure that he was still invisible and found that he was. But, somehow Dumbledore could still see him.

"Come now Harry, surely you didn't think such a simple plan could fool me." He smiled a smile that was fool of ego. A smile that only made Harry mad.

Harry decided to pull his hood back, revealing his head floating in mid air. His floating face glared at Dumbledore. "I just wanted information."

"And did I not promise to keep you informed just a month ago."

"You did, but I figured this would be a better way to get the full truth."

Dumbledore's small smile melted into a frown. "It pains me that you would think that way." Harry didn't say anything. He just continued to glare at the old man. They stayed like that for a while. Harry's hard green eyes glaring into Dumbledore's soft blue ones. Eventually the sound of feet could be heard coming up the stairs. The person came to the top of the stairs and stopped behind Harry.

"Dumbledore, the two kids have been stopped and the others were found in Potter's room with these."

Dumbledore finally broke eye contact with Harry and looked at the tall, black auror behind him. In his hand Kingsley held a sting that had a magical earpiece on one end and a magical microphone of sorts on the other. The same device Harry and the others had been using to communicate all this time.

"Ah, what curious devices. The work of the Weasley Twins, no doubt."

"Yes, modeled after those muggle devices, I'd assume."

"Very good Kingsley. Take Harry back to the others and make sure none of them leave their rooms."

"What about their punishment?"

"I shall deal with that later."

"Very well, lets go Potter."

Harry fully removed his invisibility cloak and took off the communication device without being asked. He tossed both items to Kingsley and made his way downstairs without being led. He made the short walk to his room but Kingsley stopped him from opening the door.

"That was a very foolish thing you tried." Kingsley said as he stared Harry directly in the eyes. Harry stared back, not wanting a lecture but still listening all the same, "But sometimes it takes foolishness to counteract more foolishness." Harry raised an eyebrow in surprise, "whether Dumbledore acknowledges it or not you will be involved in this war and to survive you are going to need information. If Dumbledore won't give you that information then it's up to you to get it for yourself." Kingsley gave him a smirk, "Next time, try harder." Then, he opened the door, pushed Harry in and closed it and locked it with a splorching sound.

"Harry stood in his room for a few seconds, shocked from what Kingsley had just said. It wasn't until he noticed all his friends looking at him expectantly that he realized he had some news to report.

Without saying a word Harry gave his friends a thumbs up and a large smile. They all let out a quite cheer and hugging a hand slapping was traded all around as in the Order room something went on unseen. Something lie under the table that hadn't been there before. That something was a snake by the name of Danny and wrapped around his slender snake body was a Wireless Ear that happened to be transmitting to a couple of sneaky teenagers.

Mission Accomplished.

Next Time on Harry Potter and the Book of Homunculus: Elementals? Alchemists? Powerful wizards are going missing and Voldemort seems to be the one to blame. What is the Order's plans to stop this from happening and why should it be any of Harry's business. Training continues and Dumbledore deals out punishement. All of this next time in chapter five of HPatBoH: Foreshadowing Meetings.

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