--In Memory of Harry Potter--

Author's Notes: I made myself redo this entire chapter because the previous one sent the plot astray. Hopefully you'll enjoy this one just as much. Please keep reviewing, it really keeps me motivated! :)


"Where are you going?" Questioned a strong yet kind voice. The words echoed around the dimly lit room that was concealed in one of the many Hogwarts towers. The old room had a haunted feel about it which would keep even the bravest person from entering it's midst even though it was full of treasures that seemed to have stood the tests of times. The room was circular in shape with every wall hidden by large oak bookshelves which had been altered with magic to bend with the walls.

There were four armchairs of various colours sitting in the middle of the room, and a a chess table with a half played game of chess sitting on it. A grand piano sat just away from the seats next to the lone window whose single white curtain was flapping in the wind.

Probably the strangest thing about the room was the noises. The flapping of the curtain was the only thing that interrupted the thousands of whispers that could be heard in this room, thousands of whispers that if you listened hard enough to, were the many conversations that were going on in Hogwarts at that present time.

"I will not stand here and watch while Tom further destroys the lives of the Potters" A women said angrily. This young women, along with the man who had spoken earlier were two of the four people who had ever stood in this room. The woman who seemed to be no older than nineteen had long blonde hair that sat in curls framing her pale face. Her blue eyes shone brightly as she looked at the man who now stood next to her looking out the window.

The young woman wore a long white dress which pulled around her small waist tightly and bellowed out at the bottom around her feet. It looked as though it had been made for a queen. Over the top of the beautiful dress she donned long golden robes which shimmered magically in the candle light.

The man sighed looking out the window. "I know it's hard, but it's best left up to Harry now" He said. The man was no older than Harry was and was dressed in a red shirt and dark green pants over the top of which he wore light armor. The armor was remarkable as it didn't seem to be uncomfortable or restrict his movement in anyway, it also had a symbol on the front and if one looked hard enough they could see that it was a lion and a snake with swords drawn and crossed together in motion of unity. He had short dark hair which blew in the wind and green eyes which were now looking at the woman next to him.

The young woman frowned, "It just doesn't seem right." She whispered looking back out through the window at the sun which was slowly setting in the distance.

-o-

Harry Potter jumped awake. 'Three times in five minutes, honestly potter!' He cried inwardly scolding himself for falling asleep. The meeting had only begun a few minutes ago and already Severus and Ron were arguing about something that really didn't mean anything in the grand scheme of things. 'Now I understand what Hermione said about the structure of meetings while I was away' He thought as he watched the allies bicker in a way that reminded him of children.

Harry yawned, as much as he had tried to convince himself otherwise, his nightmares were getting worse and the amount of uninterrupted sleep he was getting each night had decreased significantly. Harry knew that the lack of sleep was having an effect on him, and that he was going to have to do something about it, he just kept trying to avoid the issue, hoping that the next night he might get a little more sleep.

"HARRY!" Ron cried

"What?" Harry answered but by the way the group was looking at him he got the impression that they had been calling his name for a while now.

"Oh this is ridiculous" Hermione said looking at her husband. "Just take a sleeping potion will you, you can't keep falling asleep all the time!"

"I'd prefer not to" Harry said yawning again and pulling himself up in his chair.

"If your exhausted Harry, you are better of doing so" Remus said, "Your going to need to be in top condition if Voldemort does decide to attack."

"I know that" Harry said annoyed by all the attention, "It's just that..."

"Harry just take the potion, you can't find out anything from the potion that Severus won't find out now that he has rejoined the death eaters" Ron said.

"Ron's right Harry" Hermione agreed, "Your just being an idiot."

"Thank you everyone." Harry said sarcastically. "If you would actually let me finish the sentence, I no longer have any tolerance for sleeping potions. I took too many in the last year of Hogwarts, and now, when I do drink the vile drinks, I go to sleep, but I wake up sicker than I was tired" He told the group angrily.

"Oh" Ron said voicing what was obvious in everyone's expressions.

"If you can find another way to let me sleep, then I will listen and carry out your suggestions gratefully, otherwise I would appreciate it if everyone would stop jumping to conclusions" Harry said before yawning again.

"I thought as much" Sirius said voicing the reason to why he hadn't said anything in the duration of the argument. "You'd be best seeing Madam Pomfrey her knowledge about healing is exceptional, she might be able to help you" He told Harry.

Harry nodded and smiled at his godfather. The ex-convict and he had not spoken many words to each other since Harry returned from hiding. It wasn't as if he was avoiding it, but more because neither of them had the time. Sirius especially had been extremely busy and Harry really only saw him in these meetings.

"If we could continue with this meeting" Severus said sourly, "I do have other things I could be doing"

"You were the one that just spent so much time arguing..." Hermione started, glaring at her ex-potions professor with hatred.

"That will be enough" Dumbledore interrupted. "It is essential that we make a decision concerning the wards. We only have so much time before the Order meeting is held, and I want it to be clear what we need done." He said looking around at each member of the group as he spoke.

"I still don't see why they need to be changed" Ron said, "They worked perfectly well during the last attack on Hogwarts."

"They've been through a bit since then though" Remus noted looking at the group with a frown.

"What do you mean?" Harry said suddenly straightening in his chair.

"Ever since you left Harry, the death eaters have been pounding the wards constantly, trying, we assume, to weaken them" Hermione said answering Harry's question. "They haven't actually got though but we've had to upgrade them a couple of times and, honestly were not even sure if the newer ones are very stable"

"We haven't really had a chance to test them" Sirius added, by the expression on his face Harry could tell that his Godfather was not happy with the use of the wards in the first place, and was further worried by the fact that they hadn't had a chance to test the strength of the magic that was protecting hundreds of people.

"We've just thrown them up as extra protection just in case they do manage to get through the original set" Ron said.

Harry frowned at this piece of information, he hadn't realised that Voldemort had been able enough to give orders to his death eaters during those years he was in hiding. 'Perhaps I made a bad judgement about the brain power of the death eaters' He thought to himself as he considered which of the dark lords followers were capable enough to have thought of this. "I would strongly advise against using newly developed wards" Harry said darkly after a moments silence.

"I said the same thing" Severus told him, "Not enough time has past to ensure that the wards can handle an attack of that intensity."

"I can not say that I am entirely happy with the wards either" Dumbledore said looking more tired than usual. "It was the school board who made it clear that we had to replace the aging wards."

Harry frowned, "I hope that the members of the school board have changed since I was in Hogwarts..."

"If your referring to Lucius Malfoy, he was removed from his position during your fifth year after you proved that he was a death eater" Severus said to Harry, "As far as we know, everyone on the school board is faithful to our side of the fight, although during times such as these, one can never be sure."

Harry leaned back into his chair looking as though he was carefully considering this new piece of information. "I can tell you" He whispered after a moment,

"What?" Remus said startled.

"If you allow me to meet with the board members, I can tell you who is loyal, and who is not" Harry said darkly, "The same with the Order members,"

"How?" Snape sneered,

"I'm not a teenager anymore Severus" Harry retorted glaring at his Potions Professor, "I know and understand my powers, and I can tell you exactly who is, and who isn't loyal to you" He said looking at Dumbledore.

"That's a useful piece of information" Ron said thinking over what his best friend had

"Personally, I think it is interesting that he kept this bit of information to himself for so long" Severus noted darkly looking at Harry.

Harry rolled his eyes, "Are you accusing me of being in an alliance with Voldemort?" He asked the tone of his voice pointing out the irony of the question.

"I assume that there are reasons to why Harry has not disclosed this piece of information" Albus said looking at Harry with his eyes sparkling.

"One that is more important than helping our cause it seems" Snape remarked

"Oh shut up Severus!" Sirius exclaimed, glaring at his rival. "Isn't it obvious that unless Harry revealed himself to the public, pointing out who is and isn't loyal to Voldemort isn't going to do a lot of good"

"That's enough," Dumbledore interrupted before Severus could argue. "As Sirius pointed out there are reasons behind Harry's decision not to tell us of his gift, not to mention that before today it is unlikely that he has had any reason to doubt the people around him"

Harry looked at the Headmaster of Hogwarts confirming what he had just said to the group. Until today Harry was not entirely aware of the extent of Voldemort's influence. Obviously he had not been as powerless as Harry had thought during his period of hiding. The thought bothered Harry, he had been sure that he was doing the right thing by banishing self from the wizarding world, but now he was not so sure.

Harry yawned as he moved in his chair making himself comfortable. The group were considering the consequences of attempting to change the wards, and what parts each person in the Order was going to have to play to do it effectively. Harry knew he wasn't included in these plans, and that he wouldn't play a major part in the Order of the Phoenix until they were alerted of his return. Until then he would just be a "source" that was very good at his job.

Harry yawned again attempting to block out the noise of the people around him. 'I really should see madam Pomfrey' He thought to himself as he considered what his godfather had told him earlier. He had a good idea that Sirius had had the same problem during Harry's final years of Hogwarts as the memories of Azkaban came back during his slumber.

As Harry drifted of to sleep the last thing he heard was Ron saying "I wonder how Malfoy and Jessica are doing"

-o-

"Mum and Dad are going to get me into so much trouble" Jessica sighed as she looked over the great lake. The little girl had done something, that under any other circumstances would have made her father proud, she had tricked Malfoy into thinking a house elf was her.

She wasn't sure how she'd managed to convince the ghost that Dobby, who was dressed up in school robes and wig, was her, but she figured it was mostly due to the fact that the ghost had gone insane. Or at least that was what it seemed like. Draco had been acting most peculiar when she had met up with him earlier that day. he had been slurring his words and he seemed to have forgotten how to fly forwards so he had been floating around backwards all day. 'He's not normal' She had decided.

She frowned as she once again thought about how furious her mother was going to be. "I just wanted to be left alone" She said to no one letting another wave of tears roll down her cheeks.

Jessica was well aware of the risk that she was taking. Her father and mother had both explained why Malfoy and the other people had been following her around, it was just that she didn't like it. No one in the school talked to her because her stalkers were normally teachers, and she never got a chance to daydream anymore, or run around the castle and have fun. So she came up with her great plan, and it had worked giving her a day on her own. "And nothing had happened to her" She said stubbornly to herself. "They're just all being Silly"

She began to cry again as she stared out at the setting sun. Jessica knew she had to return to the castle because it was getting dark, but she also knew that going back meant that she would have to face her parents. Jessica sighed, "Why don't they understand"

"Its because they don't listen" Said a voice from next to her. Jessica shot up and faced a man. The man wasn't very tall and had very rat like features. He was smiling at Jessica in a way that seemed warm and friendly.

"Do I know you?" Jessica asked in a small voice, as she tried to further examine the man in the fading light.

"No"

"Run Jessica" A musical voice called from back towards the castle. Jessica spun around and looked at the old building.

"What?" She asked,

"I didn't say anything" The man said

Jessica turned back around, 'maybe I'm hearing things' she thought. "So who are you?"

"I'm Peter Pettigrew"

-o-

In Dumbledore's office Harry woke with a start. "JESSICA!" He cried as he flew out of his seat and sprinted out of the office leaving the other members of the room with stunned expressions.

Harry ran through the halls willing his wand to meet him on the second floor. He hoped he wasn't to late as he ran down the moving staircases towards the window facing the great lake.

As his hand hit the handle of his firebolt he felt relief flood through him. Ever since the first battle in his sixth year his firebolt had always given him this feeling, although he wasn't surprised, the old broom had got him through a lot over the years. "I only hope it can help me again" He muttered to himself as he threw himself onto the old broom and zoomed out the window.

-o-

"You shouldn't be out hear little one" Peter said to Jessica, "Its dangerous"

Jessica looked at the man carefully. Was her father right, was this man really one of Voldemort's supporters? He really didn't look all that scary, a bit funny, but not scary. "I'm not scared" Jessica said to the man

Peter smiled, "Really? You inherited your fathers courage then." He said to the child. "Did they tell you, did anyone tell you that I knew your father"

"Yes" Jessica said not entirely sure what to do, "My daddy didn't like you though"

"No, he didn't. He thought that I worked for Voldemort... of course I don't though. It was just a big mistake" He said smiling.

Jessica looked at the man again, 'He doesn't look like he works for Voldemort, maybe daddy got it wrong' she thought. "Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"Because..."

"He's lying" James said darkly stepping out from behind the tree he had been hiding behing. He had been listening to what Peter had been telling his daughter trying to decide what was the best course of action to take was. He was worried that Jessica might give away something that he didn't want Peter to know, but now there just wasn't enough time to worry about that. "You are not welcome here Pettigrew."

"Daddy!" Jessica cried and Pettigrew looked at James in shock.

"Harry" He choked then attempted to turn into a rat.

"Oh no you don't!" Harry/ James cried pulling out his wand "Claustero!" He roared and suddenly the rat was enclosed in a glass case about the size of a lunchbox. "Jessica, get back to the school, now!"

"No!" She cried, "Daddy, Peter doesn't work for Voldemort! He told me that...."

"That it was a big mistake?" Harry asked his daughter gently, still pointing his wand at the box. He looked down at Jessica whose bright eyes were looking up at him filled with tears. "Jessica, Peter tried years ago to convince me that he was innocent, but he's not."

Jessica's lip trembled. "But why would he lie?"

Harry took a deep breath. His daughters innocence was something he had wanted to protect for as long as possible. Warning her of the danger Voldemort was to her had been hard enough. "Jessica, Peter wanted...." The glass shattering as Peter turned back into his human form caused Harry to stop.

Wormtail was now standing in front of him, his wand pointed at Jessica. "You'll lose your daughter Potter, if you don't let me go"

"Peter" Harry said darkly his voice a warning.

"No!" He cried and he sent a stunning spell towards Jessica.

"Stop!!" Jessica cried and the spell did just that. Both Harry and Pettigrew froze at Jessica's use of wandless magic. "You said you didn't like Voldemort!" She cried and then suddenly the spell had turned around and hit Pettigrew square in the chest.

"Harry!" Sirius called as he, Remus and Severus sprinted towards the father and daughter. "Harry, what happened" He said as he looked at Pettigrew on the ground.

"You will not believe it" Harry said as he looked at his daughter.

"You want a bet" Remus said with a grin, "We just got through a conversation with a drunk Malfoy who, you will not believe it, is convinced that your daughter is a house elf"

"A drunk Malfoy?" Jessica questioned looking confused

"How do ghosts get drunk?" Harry asked.