"AND HE'S CAUGHT SIGHT OF THE SNITCH- THERE HE GOES- SWOOPING DOWN AROUND TO GOALPO-" Harry was startled out of his dream by a loud rendition of The Chudly Cannons verses the Gorodok Gargoyles. The magical alarm clock Ron had gotten him for his last birthday was, as most things in Ron's world, Quiddich centric. Dashing the hazy dream images from his mind, he muttered the keyword to turn off the alarm clock "Score," followed by the not entirely necessary "Bugger."

He's been dreaming… he remembered seeing the atrium in the ministry, again. Yes, he'd been wandering around the ministry… Harry shook his head to clear it, coming a bit more awake.

He got up and walked over to Ron's bed, but he didn't really expect to be able to wake Ron up. "Ron. Ron?"

"Gimmeafewminutes."

Sure enough, Ron resisted his attempts. Harry went over to the window and looked outside; The sparse morning light proved the early hour.

Downstairs Mrs. Weasley was already well into preparing breakfast. Hermione and Charlie were also in the kitchen, but no one else was to be seen.

"Morning Harry."

"Have a seat, dear."

"Harry."

"G'Morning."

"Still not quite awake Harry?" Charlie asked.

Harry shook his head, and took a sip of the orange juice Mrs. Weasley had automatically given him.

Hermione told Harry, "I'm with you until you all move over to the castle- then I'm going back home, to escort my parents tomorrow. I'm so excited, they've been curious too see more of the Wizarding world!" She was obviously awake and enthusiastic.

"Have you told them, about, you know?" At Hermione's look he added, "About you-know-who."

Hermione bit her lip. "Well, a bit."

Charlie's conversation with Mrs. Weasley paused. Charlie asked Harry, "Nervous about the test?"

Harry considered. "I know I've apparated before, and the lessons Remus gave us were good."

After Ron finally came downstairs and ate a good potion of all the food Mrs. Weasley made, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went back upstairs

"Are you really ready for the test Harry? How about you Ron? I can't wait- this will be an extremely useful skill."

Ron stifled a yawn. "We know, Hermione."

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"What all are we supposed to do today, again?" Harry asked, sitting on his bed; He, Ron, and Hermione had momentarily fled the wedding fervor.

Ron looked like he was digging through his brain with a shovel. "Well, we are going to Diagon Alley-"

Hermione broke in, "Our letters are arriving today."

"-and I know I have to go will Charlie to pick up the Best Wizard's robes. There's the apparition test, of course."

"Your dad said something about me needing to stop by the bank, so we will be going there."

Hermione finished up, "I think we will be spared getting dragged along to visit the florist and cake vendors; After I leave you have to take everything to the Delacour's castle, followed by the rehearsal and dinner." Hermione paused to let that sink in, and then turned the topic completely.

"I did get Tonks to talk a little bit about something. Apparently every Order member has this complex series of enchantments and spells that allows them to communicate now. It's something they have been working on for a while. She only said that they could send calls for help, or use it to apparate past the wards at some Order safehouse they have. I got the feeling she wasn't talking about Grimmauld Place.

Ron said, "That makes sense- you don't want to have everything in one place. Especially not since-" he glanced at Harry- "Well, they may have re-charmed the place, but I still have a bad feeling about it.

Harry said, "You are not the only one." Harry ran through his mental list. Voldemort. Snape. Wormtail. Lestrange.

He looked up and saw Ron and Hermione exchanging a glance, and opened his mouth to make an irritated reply.

Just then, Hermione stood up to peer at the window. "The letters!" She rushed over to the window. Grabbed the letters, and passed one to Ron.

"I'll pass." Harry said. He didn't really want to think about the year he would miss.

Hermione gave him a look. "Come on Harry, there could be important information in here."

"Then it will be in yours, won't it?"

Hermione wouldn't let up. "Look Harry-"

Ron could see Harry was going into stubborn mode, "Look, I know why you don't want to open it, but just do it anyways- it's going to make mum suspicious if she asks about it, and you have not even opened yours."

Harry gave in and took the letter from Hermione, who was giving Ron a surprised look, he in turn giving her a cross look.

Harry opened up his letter. Attached was the usual letter, but with an addendum about safety measures in the school. "All students must submit to the Revelatum potion, and a magical scan of their belongings before being admitted into the school. Any packages sent during the course of the year will be checked over by the staff before…"

Ron was in the middle of asking what the Revelatum potion was when Hermione shrieked.

"I got it!" She held up the Head Girl's badge.

Harry did not sound enthusiastic when he said, "Congratulations."

Ron, however, grinned, "Like you didn't see that coming. Batty, you are."

Hermione beamed at Ron, completely ignoring the batty remark. "Thanks Ron." She looked at Harry. "And I am absolutely coming with you."

"Yeah mate, don't start that up again."

"I wasn't, really." He lied. "Although I was thinking about where we would be staying."

"We should move around," Ron said.

"If we stay at hotels, we should stay at muggle hotels."

"Agreed."

Hermione glanced at her watch. "I'm going to go finish packing- see you downstairs."

Harry looked around the mess of a room Ron and he shared. "But Hermione, we aren't leaving till later."

"You are going to have any time later, Harry. Don't grimace, Ronald." And with that she left them to pack.

Ron looked at Harry. "Want to play chess?"

"Sure. What about the room?"

"Magic, Harry, Magic."

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The Order seemed to have worked out a plan around their comings and goings; It was good to see Remus, but a bit stifling to know they were the object of attention for several Order members.

Harry's group waited in the line extending back towards the Leaky Cauldron. The inn looked to be getting a lot more business.

Hermione asked, "What are they doing out there?"

"Just a series of tests to prove your identity."

Harry seized the chance, "What is the Revelatum potion?"

It was the new Order member that answered Harry, a wiry woman in blue dress robes named Kesta, "It mainly tests whether you have been infected with the Perfidious Curse. The hex affects subtle change in character traits in the early stages, and eventually gets worse, which I won't get into. What makes the curse so dangerous is that it can be passed on- leading to mass hysteria. I'm not sure anyone has it quite figured out yet."

Hermione looked intent, and drew the woman off into more conversation while they waited.

Remus spoke quietly to Harry, "You know what might happen?"

"Yeah- someone will probably recognize me, and then they will go nutters."

Remus smiled, "That's one way of putting it."

"You have a plan?"

"A couple, actually."

Harry gestured at the men givings the tests, "Are they Aurors?"

"Junior Aurors or Hit Wizards." In other words, the ones stuck with grunt duty.

When they reached the guards, Harry watched as they took names and performed their tests on Mrs. Weasley, Ron, the twins (giving them a suspicious look), Hermione, and then Remus.

The guard rattled of a series of questions, to which Remus answered a series of no's, until, "Yes."

"-what?

"Yes, I am a werewolf."

The guard frowned. "Your registry ID."

Remus rattled off a combination of numbers and letters.

"I'll have to report your visit, and test you."

"I know."

Hermione frowned, "Test you? Remus?"

"He's going to make sure I'm really a werewolf by testing me with silver."

Hermione burst out, "That's barbaric."

Harry and Ron chorused "No way!" while Kesta, the new Order member, looked uncomfortable.

The guards partner, who had silently performed his task thus far turned to Hermione and told her to move along through the entrance. Her eyes widened with outrage, and Remus stopped her short, "Don't make it worse for me Hermione; I know you want to help, but this isn't the place."

"Then when is?" Hermione said, but backed off.

Harry winced when the silver filing they placed on Remus' outsretched arm sizzled against the flesh. Remus bore it, and then stepped back for Harry to go next.

"Name."

"Harry Potter," Harry bit out his name quickly, glaring at the man."

The guard looked up, and then murmured to his partner. Harry watched suspiciously as the partner got and went to the recently added fireplace, no doubt put their so that they could change guards more easily, and get world of trouble back in a more timely manner.

The first guard continued his questions. "Age. Height. Eye color…."

"Eye color? Can't you bloody well look?"

The guard merely glanced at him quickly and wrote something down.

"Do you own any illegal creatures?"

"Do you own any illegal creatures? This is ridiculous, nobody is going to answer that truthfully if they have one!"

"Please answer the questions in a timely manner."

"Please ask something that is actually useful!" Harry was really getting ticked off, but soon his attention was distracted.

When the guard started on a list of 'Are you a Vampire…' type questions, to which Harry absently and repeatedly answered no, while he watched the flames turn green in the fireplace, and the second guard step aside. A man and a woman stepped through, one of which had bright purple hair.

The first guard handed him several small vials to drink, and upon seeing that done, gestured at the newcomers. "By order of the head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement, you are required to permit these Aurors to escort you on your visit to Diagon Alley."

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AN: It's been a while- I think I had an alternate chapter written, and then accidently deleted, and I got too busy. I did make a few changes based on reviews, to the old chapters, but I might need to make more. Will have to look at that.