I'm so so sorry that if this chapter is not the best that it really could be. I admit it. But this week has been so hectic, end of the quarter so a lot of exams and I was rather stressed out. This one will be continued in chapter seven...I have some great ideas. Oh, and I think Sooner or Late, Fate Catches Up with Us (A Marauder's tale) will be on a hiatus...on this site. If you want to read it...then check out and then look for Over there, it has banners, background and it will just be a hell of a lot easier there. If you do chose to read that story...(which you should)...then message me there and rate!

Okay, I'm done blabbering now...here is chapter six! Enjoy, REVIEWS appreciated.

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Draco rubbed his eyes groggily and got up from his bed and walked over to the small, grimy window. Pressing his fingertips against the dirty pane, he rested his forehead against it and exhaled slowly. The room was a small, dirty and generally unpleasant room. He had been stuck here ever since he and Snape fled from Hogwarts…after he failed to kill Dumbledore.

Anger coursed through his veins at that thought. It was him, he who had been chosen by the Dark Lord to kill that muggle loving old fool. And yet, he had failed to do it. Snape pulled the Avada Kedrava on Dumbledore. It was supposed to be his finest moment, his moment in time to shine for the Dark Lord and he had failed. Instead, Snape did it and then took off with him. And now he was locked in this miserable room in this miserable manor. He clenched his teeth and felt his hands form into fists that were now locked at his sides. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that some people seemed to have it all…and then they lose it all.

He would never go back to Hogwarts. He would never have to deal with mudbloods and that annoying Hermione Granger. He would never have to complete another useless essay for History of Magic. He would never play Quidditch against those bloody Gryffindors again. And thankfully, he'd never have to Pansy Parkinson again! That thought illustrated a ghost of a smile. His face was hollowed out now from fear, stress and frustration. There were shadows under his stormy gray eyes and his hair had grown long and fell almost to his shoulder's now. He desperately wanted a haircut; but he wouldn't dare asking for one.

"Boy! What the hell are you smiling for? You didn't kill the muggle loving fool!" A woman's voice screamed at him.

Draco winced and shut his eyes. He flopped back on his bed and rubbed his hands over his face, as if that would make all of his problems disappear. Unfortunately it did not.

"Get up Draco." The woman ordered stepping into his room and into the dim light.

Bellatrix Lestrange had once been a beauty of her time. She spent time in Azkaban for almost fourteen long years. People often whispered that it had robbed her out of her beauty. But to most the deatheaters, including him, thought it made her prettier…in a twisted way. What was once long, sleek and shining hair was now a long, untamed mane of ebony hair streaming past her face. Her once scornful, sophisticated face was now softened with faint lines etched at the corners of her dark eyes. Azkaban had also hollowed her face, but it made look elegant then she was when she had fuller cheeks. Who ever said Bellatrix Lestrange had once been a beauty was sorely mistaken; Draco mused.

"Get up Draco…and find some better clothes" Bellatrix said carelessly fingering the edge of her frayed black robes.

"I don't have any better clothes" he replied dully looking up at the ceiling.

She made a sound of disgust and then yanked him to a sitting position. Draco felt his lip curl and Bellatrix folded her arms over her chest. Both of them glared at each other. Dark eyes met with light gray eyes and each were determined not back down. She suddenly grabbed and twisted his earlobe with her skinny fingers.

"Bloody hell!" Draco exclaimed with his eyes watering painfully.

"You listen to me Draco…just because you fucked up the big, glorious task that the Dark Lord assigned to you doesn't mean you can wallow in self pity and brood and mope. 'Cos the Dark Lord hates mopers. And just because your mother is a wuss and went into hiding and made an unbreakable vow with Snape doesn't mean you can brood as well." She said.

"Don't you dare talk about my mother that way" Draco said dangerously.

"Too bad love. Your mother is unfortunately my sister…so I can make fun of her as much as a I want…and she's my baby sister too. Narcissa had always been rather weak if you must know. She'd rather sit back in the parlor and play dollies while Andromeda would bash on something she called drums and I was out walking the streets" Bellatrix taunted him.

"Yeah…and look where it got you" Draco muttered.

Now it was Bellatrix's turn for her thin lips to curl. She slapped him across the cheek once. "Remember to respect your elders to you boy…respect is big in the Dark Lord's book." She tossed back.

"But you have to admit Aunt Bella…the streets didn't help you…at all" Draco smirked at her.

That earned his another swift smack across his cheek. Bellatrix's eyes glittered dangerously and she whispered swiftly "I learned all that I could from the streets boy…I'm the only female, hell the only deatheater besides The Dark Lord himself who wouldn't hesistate to kill in a heartbeat. Unlike you." She finished.

Bellatrix pulled back and shot him one last fanatical glare at him and then swept out of the room. Draco heard a "Wash your face and dress up…I'll meet you in the end of the hallway."

Cursing her to hell and back again, Draco irritably picked out a faded dark blue silky shirt and some worn trousers and stomped off to wait in line for the bathroom.

Bellatrix waited impatiently for Draco to come out. There was a big meeting to be held tonight….a big one…a wonderful one. The Dark Lord had a new mission apparently. Something to do with hiding the horcruxes. Bellatrix had worked so hard to prove to him that she was up to the job, she wanted to prove that she was the best, she was his most loyal follower. And tonight…tonight would decide it all.

Draco angrily strode down the length of the hallway to find Bellatrix standing there with an unfathomable expression on her face. She glanced at him and then smirked slightly.

"Ready to go?"

"I've been ready for a long time"

Hundreds of miles away, Harry was combing his hair one last time and straightened up his blue button up shirt. There was an Order Meeting today in Grimmauld Place…he would actually have to walk through Sirius's old home again. Pushing his thoughts away from Sirius he frowned at his reflection and uselessly tried to flatten his hair to hide his scar.

"Why bother Harry? It's not going to cover it anyway…and besides…people will still recognize you" Ginny's voice came amused as she stepped in the room.

"Shaddap" Harry mumbled.

Ginny merely smiled and joined his at the mirror, she slipped her slender hand into his and they both studied their reflection. It felt right, Harry thought to himself. The image of him and Ginny together felt right.

"Ready to go? Mum's anxious to get there" Ginny said quietly.

"I suppose so" Harry replied.

"OI! THE LOT OF YOU GET DOWNSTAIRS!" Mrs. Weasly bellowed up the stairs.

Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny muffled their laughter as they thundered down the stairs. Each was dressed at their summer best. Hermione was wearing a clean summer dress while Ginny wore a blouse and a skirt. Every one's face was clean and hair combed and properly tied back. Ron and Harry both felt extremely uncomfortable.

"I feel like I'm going to a church service" Ron grumbled.

"Ha! You've never been to a church service before!" Ginny retorted.

"Yeah well…I feel like I'm about to go" Ron said morosely as his mother pushed him into the fireplace.

The fire was a roaring emerald green and Ron yelled "Grimmauld Place" and off he went. The other followed in suit and at last Mr. And Mrs. Weasly flooed along too. Harry stumbled out of the fireplace and Ginny gripped his arm so he wouldn't fall face first. Ron had ash on his face and Hermione was brushing it off chuckling slightly.

"Thanks…I'll never get used to flooing places" Harry said casting the fireplace a distasteful glance.

"And that's why you got your apparition license" Ginny teased him.

Harry pulled a blank face for a moment and then groaned inwardly. Ginny laughed softly and then Harry asked "Why didn't we apparate here anyway?"

"'Cos I can't apparate smart one" Ginny said rolling her eyes at him.

"Yea, yea, yea" Harry replied grinning at her.

"Okay everyone! Now, Ron, Ginny and Hermione, you are free to roam the house…just don't upset anything and if you please Harry, follow me" Mr. Weasly said a little breathless.

A flood of protests came steaming out from the three, Harry gave a bewildered look to Mr. Weasly.

"Hey! I'm seventeen too! Legally I'm an adult, I can go too!" Ron yelled.

"I'm Harry's girlfriend…I care more about his life probably then the whole Order!" Ginny howled.

"Ron and I are just involved as Harry is!" Hermione said fiercely.

"NO! Ron, Ginny! I am your father…you have to respect my decisions!" Mr. Weasly replied back sternly. "And Hermione, your parents would not be too thrilled either!"

"Mr. Weasly, if I may" Harry heard himself saying.

"Yes Harry?" He asked a little impatient.

"Well, Ron and Hermione have been almost all the time with me when I was up against Voldemort and his followers. First year and the sorcerer's stone, second year and the basilisk, they helped me find Sirius and help him escape, then the whole tri wizard tournament in the fourth year, and all what happened during our fifth year in the department of mysteries and last term with the surprise attack. They're just as capable as handling this as I am. And Ginny…well who knows how much time we have together? I think she'll be useful. She was had that run in with Voldemort in her second year, the department of mysteries and last term's attack as well. I think that all of them should come in with me" Harry said firmly.

Mr. Weasly stared at him and then shook his head. "I'm sorry Harry…but I can't."

Harry was now feeling a tad irritated and now he said "Well fine then. You see, this is my house, and this is the prophecy that concerns me and Voldemort and I have to face off one another. And I need the help from my mates…. the ones who mean the world to me. But if they're not going…neither am I" Harry finished folding his arms across his chest defiantly.

Mr. Weasly sighed and threw up his hands in defeat. "Fine! Fine! You win, come on in you three…oh what will Molly say?" he muttered as an after thought.

Ginny and Hermione grinned at each other and followed Harry and Ron and took their seats feeling quite important. Mrs. Weasly opened her mouth to shoo them out when Mr. Weasly gave her a warning glance. She narrowed her eyes at him but then Mad Eye Moody clapped his gnarled hands and stood up.

"Right! Well we got Harry and the other three here…might as well begin!" Mad Eye stated.

"Right you are!" Tonks said enthusiastically.

"Shut up Tonks…let Mad Eye talk!" Kingsley said dryly.

"Anyways, as I was saying" Moody continued shooting Tonks a look, "Harry…you are officially the new member of The Order of the Phoenix".

Harry's jaw opened and then shut. He didn't know what to say. The whole room stared at him eagerly.

"I'm the new member of the Order?" he asked hoarsly.

"SEE? SEE! I TOLD you he wouldn't take it well. He's too young!" Mrs. Weasly said in a triumphant voice.

"Hush Molly!" Mr. Weasly said.

"No! It's just…wow" Harry said feeling like he was drunk.

Ginny looked deeply impressed and she smiled at him with pride. Hermione and Ron were both stunned but then grinned widely.

"It's just sort of unexpected…that's all" Harry said honestly.

"Well, we decided that it was the right thing to do. You've been through as much as most of the Order has put together." Remus gently told him.

"It's such a big honor…I can't believe it" Harry said still shocked.

"You know…Lily and James were seventeen too…along with Sirius and I and not to mention some other people" Remus said thoughtfully.

"What?" Harry asked amazed.

"Yeah…Dumbledore asked us even before our seventh year ended…you should have seen Lena Veronicansapolis run" Remus said with his eyes twinkling.

"Lena Veronicanwho?" Harry asked curious.

"She was probably the most spontaneous person you had ever met…. remember Mad Eye?" Remus asked smiling.

"Indeed" Moody replied gruffly. "She was the palest girl I'd ever seen…and had a big great dragon tattooed on her shoulder…I'll be damned if I couldn't help but feeling fond of her"

"Who exactly was she?" Harry asked.

"Sirius's old lover…those two…. they made all of us laugh" Remus said laughing slightly.

"Sirius's old lover! What happened?" Ginny asked now interested.

"She died" Remus concluded in a sad tone.

They fell silent for a moment. But then Harry asked "So all of you joined after seventh year ended?"

"Indeed, we got two weeks off, then Boom! All of us were working for the Order…we had some high old times!" Remus said chuckling.

"Yeah…well…now isn't the time to travel down the memory lane Remus….so what do you say Harry?" Mad Eye inquired.

"I'll do it! I'm in!" Harry replied strongly.

A smile illustrated Mad Eye's scarred face and he nodded in approval. "Excellent! Well…now down to business. We meet at the drop of a hat…so you need to be able to come whenever a meeting is held."

Harry nodded. And Moody continued "And you will need some additional training as well…and you will need some more background information…about the rules, missions, and other what not."

"Of course…so what now?" Harry asked.

"Well, that's pretty much it for now…you need to fill us in on anything?"

Harry took a breath and then looked around the room. "Yes, I do….I am the Chosen One"