Title: The New Order
Author: Mistress Nika
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Before his sixth year, Harry is rescued from the Dursleys by someone he does not expect. He is then swept into a world of magic where Light and Dark are not always Good and Evil. The Crimson Order, led by the mysterious Mage Queen, have taken it upon themselves to teach Harry to not only be powerful, but to be the leader the wizarding world needs.
Warnings: OOCness, OC's, slash, passing twincest, bad language, Powerful!Harry, DarkButNotEvil!Harry, possible hints of sex and dirty jokes
Couples: Ron/Hermoine, minor Fred/George, Sirius/Remus
Possible Couples: Harry/Draco, Harry/Lucius, Harry/Percy
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter. Do own my OCs.

Questions from last chapter:
Is Harry going to learn quick and be powerful? Maybe. Powerful, yes. All powerful, no.
What happened to Percy anyway? A lot of things, which he will eventually explain.
After searching for nearly half an hour, Percy finally stopped someone and asked if they had seen where Harry had been taken. Lucky for him, they did and directed him to one of the private student rooms. He mentally berated himself for not thinking to ask before he left the throne room.

Just as he raised his hand to knock, the door opened and Raven peered out at him.

"Oh, it's you." she stated before stepping back to allow him entrance.

Entering the room, he found Harry laying on the bed, one leg dangling off and an arm thrown over his head as if to block out the light.

"He has a headache." Raven explained calmly.

"My head feels like it's going to explode." Harry groaned, not bothering to look at them. "Are words leaking out my ears? 'Cause I haven't had to absorb this much information at once since first year."

"I will call for a healer." Raven said, walking around Percy and through the still open door without a second glance at the two.

Percy shut the door behind her and took her place in the chair.

"You okay, Harry?" he asked softly, not wanting to make the boy's headache worse, or enrage him. He'd heard tales of Harry's temper.

Harry slowly, carefully turned his head to the side, pinning Percy with a chilling glare. "You," he intoned. "If I could get up, I would hurt you, a lot."

Percy shivered, hoping absently there wouldn't be a healer available for some time and that he'd be far away from the raven haired boy by the time there was.

"Sorry?" he said, hoping to placate him.

"I don't know how, but you've managed to screw up my already screwed up life even more." Rolling his head back to stare at the ceiling, he continued, "This is a whole new level of screwed up!"

"It wasn't really me." Percy attempted. "They just sent me because you know me. Well, sort of."

Glaring at the red head once more, Harry demanded, "What the hell's the matter with you anyway? You're like a completely different person."

Drawing himself up proudly, Percy responded, "I'm a spy, Harry. The Percy Weasley who's a stuck up git, never breaks a rule and follows Fudge around like a lost puppy is a carefully crafted image in order for me to gather useful information."

"That's a lie!" two voices chorused as one from the door.

Harry barely contained a rather undignified shriek upon seeing the identical grinning faces of Fred and George Weasley protruding from the wooden surface of his door.

"He's still a-"

"-stuck up git!"

Sitting up quickly and regretting it as his vision swam, he cried in shock, "Fred? George?"

"Ten points for-"

"-the boy wonder!"

The bodies of the twins quickly followed their heads through the door as if it weren't there.

Percy sighed and stood to face the two. "What are you-?"

However, he never managed to finish that sentence as two flying black furballs followed the twins through the door and proceeded to pounce Harry back onto the bed. Harry gasped as he suddenly found himself faced with what appeared to be two purring black cats with wings. One licked his face as the other curled up on his chest, tucking it's head under a black feathered wing and falling happily asleep.

"What?" he gasped in shock.

"That would be Felix." one twin said, pointing to the winged cat licking his cheek.

"And that's Ferix." the other said, pointing to the lightly dozing ball of fur and feathers.

"They're our familiars."

"They seem to like you!"

"That...that's great." Harry murmured dumbly, not sure what to make of the strange, yet friendly creatures. "Could you get them off?"

"Where would be the-"

"-fun in that?"

Hedwig, who had remained carefully silent until now, let out a loud hoot and eyed the two cats fiercely. Hearing that, both cats shot upright and their heads swiveled around to face her. A war of wills played out as all three animals stared each other down, before Felix yowled angrily and both cats pounced the helpless owl. Fur and feathers flew. A flash of red signaled the arrival of yet another animal combatant into the fray as a small red bird began pecking savagely at the two cat's heads.

"Hedwig!" Harry gasped and went for his wand. "Incarcerous!"

Ropes quickly bound the two cats and, as Harry's head spun wildly as he tried to stand up, Percy picked up Hedwig and checked her over for injuries, a small red Robin perched on his shoulder looking immensely proud of itself.

"We're sorry!" the twins chimed as they picked up their miffed familiars and began backing towards the door.

"We'll just-"

"-go now!"

"Bye!"

Unfortunately the door had been opened sometime before. A tall man with salt and pepper hair was scowling at the occupants of the room with an impassive Raven at his side.

"This room is cramped." he said gruffly, eyeing the three Weasleys. "You three, out!"

"But I'm his-!" Percy tried to protest, but was grabbed by his robes by the burly man and dragged out the door behind the twins as his bird protested loudly.

Raven plucked Hedwig from Percy's arms as they passed and returned to her seat.

"This is Bruno." she said, examining Hedwig's ruffled feathers. "He is a healer. Your owl seems fine." The traumatized owl remained where she was.

Returning to the room, the large man, Bruno, slammed the door and shook his hand. "Damn bird pecked me." he growled, delving into a pouch at his waist and pulling out a green bottle. He then thrust it at Harry, the liquid inside sloshing around. "Drink." he commanded. "Headache."

Harry took the potion without argument and downed it in one gulp. He was mildly surprised by the tasty mint flavor, his headache disappearing almost immediately. As he passed the bottle back, he thanked the man politely and sat up.

Bruno's lips quirked into a half smirk. "At least one of you Wizards has manners." he said in mild amusement before he turned and left.

Raven smiled slightly at Harry's befuddled look. "He may seem crass, but he's a wonderful healer. He's used to treating injured soldiers, which may explain his harsh demeanor. If you feel well enough, there are a few more things I must tell you."

Harry gave a nasty look. "More?"

"Not to worry." she replied, standing up and setting Hedwig on the desk. "I just have to tell you that it is late and you should sleep now. In the morning, your guide will take you to breakfast and then to the Specularis Lacuna. Then you'll meet Mage Queen and begin training."

Without another word, the dark woman swept from the room, leaving Harry alone.
A/N - Yes, it's short. I apologize.

Next chapter:
Harry gets a couple suprises and springs a few on others, then begins training.

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