I am sooooo sorry this took so long. I know it's kinda short but its better then nothing right?
Christmas Eve had finally arrived and the entire Weasley clan, including Harry, Sirius and Remus (who had just arrived at the Burrow that morning), were enjoying a fantastic meal. The week leading up to the day in question had been the best Harry had ever experienced and he looked forward to one more week of vacation before returning to Hogwarts.
Despite being questioned by everyone (except those who knew) at least once about what he had been doing during the summer holidays, the week had been filled with fun. Qudditch games galore and wizarding chess, even some exploding snap had monopolized the young Mystic Knights time for most of the week.
The fact that Shire and Kiara had opted to remain at Hogwarts with Moondance for the holidays brightened Harry's mood considerably. He loved the animals dearly but he couldn't stand them hanging about him all the time. They were smothering him and he was relieved to get away from them for a little while.
Unfortunately Harry had been in a bit of a funk every once in a while, brought on by his separation from fellow Mystic Knights Jessica, and Greg. Even though he tried not to dwell on it too much he still got into moods and the others had learned from experience not to bug him about it. Except Sirius, who liked to tease Harry in private, saying that Harry was just upset because he had to spend two weeks away from his 'girlfriend'. To which Harry had adamantly denied any romantic notions between the two, but even he seemed to doubt his rejections.
Harry was brought back from his thoughts when the crowd around him had roared with laughter once again. 'That seems to happen a lot at the Weasley's,' Harry thought.
"So…then Minister Fudge said to Percy, 'Thank you…Weatherby!'" Mr. Weasley said in between deep breathes, causing the table to cascade into another round of boisterous laughing.
"Weatherby!" George roared wiping his tears away as Fred dropped his head unto his shoulder trying to breathe between his giggles.
Percy, by this point, was redder then a tomato, but still tried to defend his esteemed Minister of Magic. "Mr. Fudge is a busy man…I'm sure he just thought I was someone else. After all he was late for a meeting."
Charlie nudged the embarrassed red head gently with his elbow, "Oh sure, whatever you say… Weatherby."
The group roared with laughter again as Percy excused himself from the table and stomped up the stairs to his room his head held high as he muttered about his 'childish family'.
"I wish you wouldn't tease Percy so much," Mrs. Weasley chided once the group had settled down.
"He deserves it," Bill protested spearing a potato and shoving it into his mouth. Chewing and swallowing he continued, "All week long he's been going on about how much more important his job is. And I think anyone at this table would agree delivering mail is not more essential then my job or Charlie's job. Now that isn't to say Charlie's dragon training, or my curse breaking for Gringotts are the most important jobs in the world. But come on mom, how can you possibly compare them?"
Molly sighed and shook her head, "Just try to take it easy on him, it can't be easy knowing that your idol can't remember your name." the twitch of her lips, as she tried not to smile, was enough to send the group into another round of giggles.
"So what do you think is the best job in the world?" Sirius asked.
Silence reigned as the table thought about that question for a while. Each had the image of the something else in their minds eye.
"I, personally, think Dumbledore's job might be." Bill said seriously. "And I don't mean just his job as Headmaster, but his being the leader of the light in the fight against you-know- who."
Many nods of agreement went around the table, and just as many 'I agrees' followed. But two heads remained motionless.
"I disagree," George said, "There is one much more important job in the world." Fred nodded vigorously by his side, but his face never once shifted from its serious expression.
"Who could possibly more important then Dumbledore and what he represents in this world?" Molly sputtered sounding slightly scandalized.
"Someone who spends his entire life helping those who need help. Someone who stares death in the face without hesitation because it's his job and it's what he lives for. Someone who dedicates his life to the light."
"Someone who, until recently, everyone thought was just a legend." Fred said. Seeing the still confused looks on his families face he shared a look with George and nodded.
"The Mystic Knight!" they both blurted grins spreading across their faces.
The reactions were just as they hoped. Harry, who had been sipping his drink at the time, had spit it all back out unto a shell shocked Sirius. Ginny and Ron stared at the twins dumbfounded. Arthur, Charlie, and Bill stared in confusion and something akin to hope at the thought that Mystic Knights were real. Remus and Molly looked downright skeptical.
"Poppycock," scoffed waving a hand dismissively in their direction. "There is no such thing as a Mystic Knight."
Harry prayed to anyone that was listening that this conversation would end. But unfortunately the gods seemed to be on a coffee break, as George continued.
"I think Harry's friend Jessica would be inclined to disagree with you." Fred said casually picking at his carrots. "Seeing as how she was saved by one a while ago."
"That's not possible… I demand you stop making these stories up at once." Molly stated firmly.
"It's true," George said hotly, "We overheard Mcgonagall, and Dumbledore talking about it. And the news spread around the school so fast, I'm sure by now everyone in England is aware of the Mystic Knights return. I'm surprised you didn't know."
Remus, had been in and out of the country running errands for Dumbledore, and somehow he just never heard any of this from anyone.
Bill and Charlie were back in England for the first time in many months, so it wasn't surprising that they didn't know, but for some reason Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were totally out of the loop. No one thought much of it though; they just assumed the couple had been too busy worrying about Voldemort to listen to little things that went on at Hogwarts.
Seeing he had the full attention of the adults George quickly explained what had happened at school involving the Mystic Knight. He watched his parents, brothers, and former teacher's face as they lit up in shock, awe and hope.
"A Mystic Knight?" Charlie whispered his food forgotten. "Wow, that's unbelievable."
Silence reigned over the table for a few minutes.
"Is it too late to change my answer?" Bill asked jokingly, but his tone more serious then ever.
The rest of the evening passed pleasantly. After the group of adults got over the initial shock of the kids latest Hogwarts adventure, topics turned to lighter subjects. And before they knew it everyone had retreated to bed except two lone figures seated comfortably on the couch.
"Still miss her, eh?" Sirius couldn't help but tease his godson.
Harry shot the man a glare, "I miss them both, they're like family to me. It just doesn't feel right not having them both with me on Christmas." He stated defiantly putting great emphasis on the fact he wanted both his new friends to be there.
"Riiight…" Sirius snickered gently cuffing the Gryffindor on the shoulder. "So I heard you 'outed' yourself in front of Bill and Charlie."
Harry stared at the man confused, but then a smirk made its way onto his face, "Yeah, well they would have found out soon anyway. I just decided to have a little fun with them," he stated referring to the fact he had 'outed' himself as an Animagus. At Sirius chuckle and request to hear about it, Harry complied.
FLASHBACK…
"Hey Harry." Bill Weasley asked standing in front of the boy, a smile on his face.
"Bill! Hey, just got in?" Harry asked setting down his text book, as he shifted on the grass and leaned against the tree he had sought shade under, It had been an unusually warm winter so far and snow had yet to touch the ground. Looking up he focused his attention on the tall red head.
"Yep,"
Harry frowned lightly, not in the least liking the decidedly evil smirk that spread across the man's face. "What's up?" he asked curiously, if not a little wearily
"The sky," he deadpanned.
Harry, thinking the answer might be some kind of clue, looked up only to splutter and gasp for air as about two dozen water balloons fell on his face and completely drenched the young Gryffindor.
Bill roared with laughter, and when Harry had collected his bearings, he looked up into the tree and saw Charlie, Fred, and George perched there, their laughs nearly causing them to fall from the tree
Calmly the young Mystic Knight stood and shook himself off much like a dog, or panther, would.
"That's funny is it?" he growled glaring at the brothers as the other three joined them on the ground. "I'll give you a 10 second head start."
Laughing abruptly stopped from Fred and George, knowing just how dangerous Harry could be they shared a look before sprinting away.
"What your scared of Potter?" Charlie yelled after them, "Come on what could he possibly…What?" he said spinning to face Bill who had been tugging at his sleeve. Looking to Harry his mouth dropped open as Harry began transforming into his Animagus form. "UH OH, WE ARE SO DEAD." Was all he said before he and Bill started running at top speed toward the house.
They had barely made it ten feet before the Black Panther had jumped them knocking the men into a huge puddle of mud. Growling and circling the edge of the mud puddle, it watched as they struggled to regain their footing. Neither dared try to step out of the puddle, knowing that as long as they remained in the mud Harry would most likely not go to them.
"N-now come on Harry," Bill pleaded, "It was only a joke, besides this isn't fair. We didn't know you were an Animagus or we would have…" he desperately wanted to say 'left you alone' but Charlie interrupted.
"Planned the attack better?"
Harry snarled and snapped at them, causing the men to shriek girlishly and fall on their butts in the mud once again.
Loud laughter caught their attention and they turned to see the rest of the Weasley family watching the scene with intense amusement. Apparently Fred and George had fetched them knowing they would be in for a good show.
"Aw…your not afraid of him are you," Ginny teased moving to the Panther and gently rubbing his head, "he wouldn't really hurt you, would you Harry." She cooed scratching the large feline behind his ears his purr sounding loud and clear. She laughed and drew her hand back taking this opportunity to whip out her camera and take a photo of her shell-shocked brothers.
The family roared with laughter as Bill and Charlie turned red with embarrassment. Harry changed back into himself and joined the laughter hands on his knees as he struggled to keep upright.
Sirius roared with laughter as Harry smiled replaying the fond memory over in his head, before laughing along with the older Animagus.
"I wi-wish I could have seen their faces!" Sirius said.
Harry laughed again and the two continued to talk about pranks Sirius had pulled and even making up a couple to try when Harry got back to school.
Their conversation was interrupted a few minutes later by howls that sounded just outside the house.
Harry's head snapped towards the backdoor, "Jessica?" Sprinting to the door he yanked it open and stepped into the cool night air, Sirius hot on his heels. Sure enough a black Wolf sat just next to the bushes; ready to dodge behind them should anyone except Harry come out. Trotting over she growled softly.
Harry couldn't help but tease the wolf, "What is it girl, did Timmy fall down the well again?"
Transforming back she glared at Sirius and Harry, they stopped snickering the second they saw her serious face.
"What's wrong?"
"We have to go, there's an attack on the Ministry happening as we speak. Greg told me to come get you. He says 'its time to prove to the world that The Mystic Knights live once more.'"
Thanks again to all my reviewers and I'll do my best to get the next chapter up real soon. Cheers!
