Disclaimer : iii.. dont.. ownnn.. it.. (cept lyssa)..soo..blahhh!

A/N : i know im moving along kinda fast but.. im just an impatient person.. so.. yeh.. i have absolutely no clue when james n lily n the gang joined the order, so i made it 7th year and yes (because i know its kinda.. confusing to the blondies out there), alyssa is 16, the others are 17.. she's in 6th year -sigh- anyway, yeah, here ya go..

Before we were in the Order a month, we were already assigned a task : figure out (if there were any) which students in Hogwarts were Death Eaters.

Naturally, we focused in on Snape, Narcissa and Bellatrix Black, and the Black girls' boyfriends, Malfoy and Lestrange.

"I could always attempt to hang out with them," Sirius muttered, cringing at the thought. We thought about it and, though we hated giving him to the Slytherins, decided it might actually work.

So on the Saturday after our plan, Sirius made his brave venture over to the Slytherin table.

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We didn't really see Sirius much over the next few weeks, except for at nights. Finally, after almost a month of working on it, Sirius gleefully returned to us with good news.

"Malfoy let it slip!" he said, grinning. "He and Narcissa were arguing, and they forgot I was even there, and Narcissa said he wouldn't hurt her, and Malfoy raised up his sleeve and showed her his Dark Mark on his arm and said 'Oh yeah?' Then .they realized I was there and shut up."

When he told Dumbledore this, however, Dumbledore was convinced, but wary.

''You need more proof," he had said. "And soon. The war with Voldemort is worse than ever." Sirius was dissapointed, but we were determined to get the proof.

Somehow.

In the meanwhile, I, like the others, had one main focus above all others :

Stay alive.

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Being the lucky little thing I was, I was stuck in the library attempting to finish up a Potions essay. I silently thanked God when Remus showed up.

"Lyssa," he said, his eyes smiling, "come with me.. I want to show you something."

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"It's beautiful," I muttered. Remus and I were laying on the soft, cool grass beside the lake. Above us, a meteor shower was going crazy. Remus looked over at me and smiled, probably thinking the same as me; less than a year ago, I would've gagged before saying the word 'beautiful'. I grinned and silently dared him to say a word.

He was smart.

I felt something brush my hand. I looked down to see that it was his.

Now, don't get me wrong, I had held hands with him plenty of times.. but never while laying on the grass, watching what was probably the coolest thing I'd ever seen. All the other times weren't really.. well.. romantic like the thought of this one was. (Okay, all the other times were when all the Marauders and I were hiding in a pitch black coat closet waiting on Filch to pass, but still.)

Besides, with the exception of the Yule Ball incident, he and I had never done anything romanticish like that. Excluding Robert Digby (a Hufflepuff guy I went out with in 2nd year), I had never had a boyfriend, and had never really wanted or cared for one. Remus had had his share of girls, and I'd never thought anything of it. I was the tomboyish type, he was a ladies man. I didn't want no guy to drag me down with, he didn't want anyone younger than him, that was for sure.

So why did I suddenly feel a twinge of jealousy when thinking about his ex's?

"Remus.." I said softly, "What are we doing?"

He laughed in that innocent-boy way and kinda shrugged. "I have no clue," he said, taking my hand.

"Hey, Remus?"

"Hm?"

"I.." I trailed off.

"What?"

"I'm scared."

I realized he could think I was talking about the war, but he seemed to know what I was trying to say.

"I-I mean, I-"

"I know."

Still holding his hand, I slid closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder.

He muttered something incomprehendable, almost as if he didn't want me to hear it.

"What?"

He held me closer, then, as I was drifting off to sleep, he said it again.

This time, I caught it perfectly.

"Love you, Lyssa."

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When I woke up, I was in my bed in the girls' dorms.

In my pajamas.

"Don't freak," said Lily from across the room, noticing I was up. "Remus carried you in here, I put your pajamas on."

I rolled my eyes and fell out of my bed. Great. Now I was going to have to avoid unwanted questions about me and Remus.

To my surprise, though, she didn't mention it. Instead, she helped up and directed me towards my clothes chest.

"Get dressed," she said with a sharp edge in her voice. "We have a meeting to go to today."

I knew exactly what kind of "meeting" she was talking about, so I didn't need to be told twice. Without a word of protest about it only being 6 in the morning, I attempted to walk over to the bathroom. I fell halfway there, swore loudly, and crawled the rest of the way.

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"Hello," said a young woman (probably in her early 20s). She spoke in a hushed tone, as if fearing that she would be overheard.

Sirius, Peter, Remus, Frank, Alice, Lily, and I were all standing in Hog's Head in Hogsmeade, waiting on the person Dumbledore said he would send to take us to Headquarters.

"You will know the person is who I sent when you see them," said Dumbledore. He was right. We knew immediately this girl was sent for us.

"Follow me, please," she said softly, leading us to the corner farthest away from everyone but the bartender. The bartender nodded at us, as if he knew who we were and what we were doing, and turned back to his shady-looking customer. I shivered and turned back to face the woman.

"Now," she whispered, "on three, grab this butterbeer here," she pointed at it, then looked at her watch. "One.. two.. three."

We all grabbed onto it at the same time, herself included, and landed on the ground beside a group of old looking apartments.

She pulled out seven small peices of parchment. "Read them," she instructed, handing one to each of us.

We did as we were told. "Dude," I breathed, looking up. Where there had been another shady apartment before, there was now a decent looking house.

The others made the same observation. The girl smiled slightly and, with a wave of her wand, the door flew open.

"Welcome," she said, "to the Order of the Phoenix's headquarters."

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"Where's James?" asked Lily immediately. Professor McGonagall, the nearest to her, frowned.

"He is fine, dear girl," she said mildly. "You will see him in enough time." Lily sighed. "Now," said McGonagall, "come take a seat." She softened her voice slightly, but Lily sat as far away from her as possible.

Dumbledore stood in the middle of the room. He held up his hand until all was quiet.

"Hello to all," he said, smiling.

I kinda zoned out during the meeting, until I heard him mention the Potters.

"..and it is my pleasure to inform you that Mr. and Mrs. Potter's son, James, and his friends Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Alyssa Kaufman, Lily Evans, Frank Longbottom, and Alice King are our newest - and youngest - members."

Everyone turned to look at us. "Now," said Dumbledore, "they have already been assigned a very important task; it is their job to figure out which of their classmates are Death Eaters." This caught their attention and, quickly, they all turned back to him.

"The people I want you to investigate-" Dumbledore spoke loudly to make sure everyone heard him, "is the Malfoy family, the Crabbe family, the Goyle family, the Lestrange family, and," Dumbledore caught Sirius's eye, "the Black family."

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Ah, Halloween. I always hated Halloween to begin with, and now I learned there was a full moon due that night.

Which made me hate it more.

So, the guys all got ready for the night, and I just stood there, kinda.. useless.

"I'll be right along," said Sirius. He ran upstairs before anyone could object, so the guys shrugged.

''G'nite," they said as they left. I just frowned. I could already tell Sirius had a "talk" he needed to have with me.

A lot of people think that because Sirius and I are so close, we like each other. Ha! Sirius considers me his little sister, and he was more like an overprotective brother than anyone else I knew.

"Sooo," he said, descending the stairs, "I think we need to talk."

I sat down on the couch. Who knew what he was talking about this time.

"Now," Sirius said, his eyes shining, "I want you to remember that any guy you get with has to be approved of by me.."

Damn Lily and her redheadedness.

She told him about me and Remus.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." I ran up the stairs to the girls dorms. Sirius, however, was too quick. He put his foot on the bottom stair, causing them to turn into a huge slide.

"Bastard," I muttered as he helped me up. He grinned.

"Now then," he smirked, "what exactly is going on between you and Moony?"

I rolled my eyes at him, then stood up.

"Alyssa," he said, actually being serious -no pun intended- for once.

"What?"

He looked away, thoughtful, then cocked his head. "You realize that Remus really does like you?"

I halfway nodded.

Oookay, awkward silence.

Finally, "He loves you. Don't betray him," was all Sirius said before turning and exiting the room, leaving me to wonder what the hell he was talking about.

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