Once again I would like to say that I regretfully own nothing, and that everything belongs to JK Rowling. Thank you to my reviewers who made me want to go on with this story. Chapter three will probably be the longest one yet!

The contents revealed

"Well, I was just cleaning out my office, so that I could move into the office of the Headmistress, when this appeared on my desk." She waved the letter that she still had clutched in her left hand, as if to explain what exactly this was. "I will read it as that seems to be the simplest." Professor McGonagall added in a very uncharacteristically rushed way as though she was afraid that if she didn't go on the words would not come out.

"Go on Minerva." Urged Molly gently with a slight poke in the ribs to her husband sitting next to her on the couch. He seemed to have been ready to nod off once more.

"My dearest Min…Min …Min…er…va. Oh! I just can't go through it again. Here you read it Molly." With a sigh she handed the letter into Molly Weasley's outstretched hands.

"If you are reading this letter then I must regretfully have passed from this life. I am truly sorry that even in my long span among the living that I never was able to fully admit the feelings that I have for so long had for you. I want you to know that I loved you with all my heart and I know now that you felt the same way, for only one who truly loved me could have made this letter appear. " She read aloud. While three floors above there was a quite audible gasp.

"I knew it! I always knew that there was something up between the two of them! It's such a pity." Whispered a very excited Hermione. Only to be silenced by Ron's hand gently reaching behind her back to cover her mouth. It was more shock at the way he had attempted to silence her that actually stopped her from continuing. The four teens continued to eavesdrop unnoticed as they lay upon the roof, the shingles digging into their stomachs.

"We must not of course dwell on the past and what is done is done. Instead Minerva, we must turn to the future of Hogwarts and to the outcome of this war. The Order must carry on with you at its head, yes Minerva you, do not second-guess my decisions." Molly stopped, looking at Minerva with awe and attempted to offer her congratulations, only to be stopped at once by the now sobbing softly professor.

"I didn't want this, I didn't want him to die. I won't be able to lead as he would, the Order will fall apart without him to be at the head."

"Nonsense!" added Arthur harshly. "You know that the rest of the Order already thinks of you as the leader, and now Dumbledore has clearly made his choice. You have always followed his advice before and you will continue to do so."

"Arthur, don't be so hard on her. How would you feel if this letter had been from me? Think of what she is going through."

"But…" Mr. Weasley tried to add only to be silenced by a very nasty look from his wife.

"You know of course that throughout this past year I have been giving private lessons to Harry Potter, these lessons have been about giving him the keys to defeat Voldermort, keys which may be found only in his past. Private lessons? He never mentioned anything of the sort to us, did he Arthur?"

"Albus didn't want that many people to know." Professor McGonagall added softly. "Only a few members of the staff, young Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger, I think."

"I have felt for most of this year that my time had come and that I was not going to be the one to determine the outcome of our greatest battle. That is why I am writing to you in the hopes that you might be able to continue the work I have begun with Harry. Two things are of the utmost importance. One, Harry must return to the Dursleys', the magic in blood is strong. Two, Hogwarts must remain open; students how many few there may be must always attend this school, for it too is a weapon against Voldermort. Well he did return to that awful house but only for a fortnight. I just couldn't let him stay there any longer. I only just sent Arthur to get him two days ago. I take it that there is therefore no intention of closing the school?"

"The staff had only decided to keep it open at a meeting yesterday. We thought it best to keep up a sense of normalcy in such troubled times." Minerva's voice finally seemed to have returned to her fully. A relief to the Weasleys sitting opposite her as neither had ever seen her in such a state before today.

"Also remind Harry, as well as, his friends that the most powerful magic in the world is love…" This statement again prompted a gasp from above, although this time from Ginny.

"You see, even Dumbledore says that you should be able to love, that love is the most powerful magic in the world." Ginny had barely managed to keep her voice at a whisper.

"Shhhh" was her only reply and it came not from Harry, but instead from Ron and Hermione.

Harry not wanting to be over heard by the others on the roof, or especially the people below, murmured quietly in her ear. "Later, we'll talk later."

Seeing as Mrs. Weasly had not paused in her reading and that they had all missed the last part of the letter, it was a pleasant surprise that she was so shocked that she had to read the passage again.

"…Guide him Minerva, as I have tried to guide him, and please persuade Molly and Arthur that the rest of the family must join the Order (except Percy of course) along with Harry, and Hermione, only then can we even attempt to ensure their safety. The rest I leave in your capable hands you will see that my work is completed, as you always have. Love, Albus Dumbledore. No! Not my youngest! They're too young, too small, and too inexperienced. I will not allow it! Arthur you must agree?"

"I'm sorry Molly, but you have to see the logic. It only makes sense that it is time for them to join. They have been through so much together. What do you think Minerva?" Mr. Weasley asked, looking for support and was happy to say that he had found it.

"I think that they should have been privy to this kind of information long before now. Especially Fred and George, seeing as they were of age when the Order reformed." Professor McGonagall put in sensibly. "They really would be safer if they knew all that we know. You know yourself that when they don't know something they only put themselves in danger trying to find the truth. Look at that night in the Ministry a year ago."

Molly let out a long sigh before answering softly "Alright, but we won't wake them tonight. Let them enjoy their last free dreams. Tomorrow at breakfast we'll break the news." changing from anger to resentment in a flash.

"Speaking of dreams, I think that we all should be off to bed." Arthur said dismissing the small gathering and getting to his feet. Molly also rose and allowed her husband to place his arm around her waist.

Stopping halfway out of the room she turned to the new Headmistress and the new leader of the Order and added "The spare bedroom is already made up, I was just getting it ready for the wedding this weekend. Let us know if you need anything Minerva."

The creaking of the steps finally brought the four shocked teens out of their respective thoughts. Causing them to jump up and make a dash for the nearby window, thankful that the impending wedding had forced the Weasley's to squeeze them all into the large bedroom on the top floor. Upon dousing the candles they realized that the footsteps were coming much higher than they should. Mrs. Weasley must have been coming up to check on them! Quick as a flash they jumped into their beds pulling the covers up to their necks, just as the door opened. Mrs. Weasley poked her head in and with a sigh, looked over the seemingly sleeping forms of her children and their friends.

Once her steps retreated down again the four breathed once more.

"We have to talk, Harry." Said the youngest Weasley.

"I know. Come back out on the roof."

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