Author's notes: Sorry about the state of the previous chapter, I haven't quite go hold of the techniques that surrounds Anyway here's chapter three, hope you like it!

Chapter 3

Dumbledore's visit

"Good evening, Sirius. And thank you for your kind welcome" Albus Dumbledore's voice said, completely in sync with the lips on the holographic figure of him standing on the table. "Good evening Albus, we thought you would contact us sooner than arranged." Lily said, smiling to Dumbledore. "Yes," replied Dumbledore, "given the circumstances I had to see if Mr. Black were with you." He turned and winked at Sirius who stood, mouth open unable to understand properly what was taking place before his very eyes. When he finally spoke, it was with some difficultness.

"How's Harry?" he said, he's voice a little shaken by the thought of what Harry had had to go through. "Ah, you put your finger on the exact reason for my visit tonight." Dumbledore calmly replied. "Has something happened to him? He would be here, if…" James said, his voice trailing off at the thought of the unthinkable. That Harry should have died.

"He is not dead, he is merely frustrated that Sirius has left us" said Dumbledore. "But one can hardly blame Sirius." he continued. "As a matter of fact, I believe it helped him a bit when he nearly demolished my office. Not to worry," he added at James's perplexed expression, "he didn't break anything I couldn't live without." "Was he angry with me?" Sirius asked, afraid of the answer.

Harry was the only person he had left in this world or that world as he had to remind himself of, the only person he really cared about and would do anything for. "He was angry with himself, and seemed to think that he could have prevented your death." Dumbledore answered. "We talked long and I told him everything. The whole reason why Lord Voldemort chose him, and not Mr. Neville Longbottom, who also had, if you please, the proper qualifications; parents who had thrice defied him and a birthday in the end of July."

"How did he take it all?" said Lily, "He was very quiet, and for a moment I thought he never would believe me and accept the situation." Dumbledore replied, "but he did accept it in the end. The only thing that made him uneasy and it is in his right to feel so, is the part of the prophesy that says: Neither can live while the other survives. He seemed quite taken by the fact that he had to be the murderer or the victim." "Well, who wouldn't be!" said Sirius. He could certainly put himself in Harry's place. Not yet fully capable to take on the Dark Lord, and not willing to wait around for him either.

"But Albus," said Lily "is Harry ready for such a challenge?" Dumbledore surveyed her through his half-moon glasses. "Not yet I'm afraid, Lily" he replied, "but trust me. As long as he resides either on Hogwarts or in the home of your sister, he will be save. It is what comes after I fear" he finished.

There was a silence when they all seemed to contemplate solutions to this problem. Sirius had wanted to help Harry get away from the Dursleys and now it seemed it was the only place he was safe. Unless… "Dumbledore, can you do a protective charm if he moves from his aunt and uncle?" He asked. "I mean, when he graduates from Hogwarts I'm sure he won't be staying with them, and I just kind of thought he could live in my place."

"I can never do such a successful charm another place. The thing I relied upon was the bond of blood, as Lily died to safe him, her blood would protect him. That is why I placed him with the Dursley family." Dumbledore replied, "but I suppose we could use the Fidelus charm again, although this time with a more successful secret keeper"

"No. As much as I miss Harry, I will not have you or him or anyone chance his life with that charm" James said firmly. "That will be up to him when that time comes" said Dumbledore.

Another silence followed this. Dumbledore sighed: "Well, I should return to my school and my students again. But I have one last thing to tell you, James, Lily." He said "I think Harry will be able to establish a contact sooner than expected" "What? Albus, when?" Lily said, and James continued: "What are you basing this on?" "On the fact that he has founded a little study group you might call it," Dumbledore said, a twinkle in his eye "you see, when I was away and Miss Dolores Umbridge was in charge, he amongst others were not pleased in her way of teaching on the subject of Defence Against the Dark Arts.

He and his friends formed a group so that they could practise charms and hexes to be used if Lord Voldemort should return to full power." "You mean he did something against the law?" said Lily, while smiles began to spread over James and Sirius' faces. "I knew it! That's my boy!" James said, as he and Sirius began to dance around the table. "Finally he shows some potential!" yelled Sirius, "I was beginning to wonder when he would do something reckless and make us proud"

Lily scowled at them. "But Albus, surely this is not going to continue, is it?" she asked. "Well," Dumbledore hesitated "if Dolores Umbridge were still around it certainly would not. But as I once again have taken the quarters of the Headmaster in use, I dare say he shall have my permission." he ended, looking pleased with his outlay of the current situation.

"Aha! And what did they call themselves?" James sang "such a truly wonderful organization must have a name!" He and Sirius were now dancing a polka, kicking around, turning a few chairs over in sheer joy. "Yes, indeed." Dumbledore said, looking with absolute delight at the dancers. "They called themselves Dumbledore's Army."

Silence fell. "Dumbledore's Army?" James said disbelief in his voice. "Ah, well I guess it's okay, don't you Prongs?" Sirius said, not getting the seriousness of the name, "it's not a bad name, but it could be better. Something along the lines of: The Association for the Protection of the Continuation of Wizard Kind" he said, collapsing into a fit of laughs. James looked at him. "Well, I think he's better coming up with names than you are." He said. "After all, it was me who came up with the Marauders" he ended, and then concluded: "He must have my intelligence."

Lily looked at him, now a smile on her lips as well "Poor boy, failing in every class if he's got your brain." Dumbledore chuckled: "As much as I would love to stay and hear this enchanting discussion of yours, I really must be getting back. Oh, and Sirius?" he added, Sirius looking up and scrambling to his feet from the floor where he had taken to in his fit of laughs, "Your great-great-grandfather bade me to say hello from him." "Oh, did he? Sirius replied, "Ah, well, I knew the old hare-brained fool had a soft spot for me hidden somewhere deep."

"Yes, well, I shall contact you again on the arranged date. At that time I should've been able to talk to Harry about our plans and see what he thinks of them." Dumbledore then smiled, said goodnight and in a second he was gone from sight.

Author's notes: Well, there it is, (or was?), if you feel so inclined, please review, I'm open to new ideas and suggestions anytime!