Note from the Author:

This chapter is a little shorter than the last, but it's late and I thought that I would update. Thank you for the one review, C K Brook. As for the other people reading this…Please R & R. This really is my first HP fanfic, my second fanfic total and I would like some opinions on what I can do better! Thank you!

Recap:

So far the golden Trio has met a new girl, Alexandria. The only person who seems to know anything about her is Hermione, who was appointed Head Girl along with a Ravenclaw appointed Head Boy named Robert Phinney. Needless to say, Ron is not happy. Professor Dumbledore makes his beginning of the year speech talking about sticking together and soon after Draco Malfoy makes some rather curios comments towards the Gryffindor group.

Chapter Three
Harry's Summer

They were all settled down in the Gryffindor common room; Ginny leaning against Harry's legs, Harry in the big arm chair, Ron, Fred and George who made a surprise visit, claiming to be there to see Dumbledore, and Alexandria all on the couch. Introductions were made for Lexi who seems to have found herself within this group of tight nit friends whether she wanted to or not. There they sat, talking and laughing by the fire until it became late, and everyone retired to bed, for classes were next day.

"Harry…you promise to tell us what happened during the summer with Malfoy," Ginny said, closing her eyes and yawning slightly.

"Wait," Fred said, sitting up. "You had to spend your summer with that prat?"

Harry sighed, shaking his head slightly, that unruly black hair moving over his scar and thought about what to say. "Yeah…Snape brought him to Headquarters after what happening, claiming like sanctuary or something."

George then shook his head. "I don't see why Dumbledore still trusts Snape and now Malfoy. We aren't even allowed to know where the new Headquarters are and we are providing some of our products for the Order, free of charge."

"Oh, stop you guys…Dumbledore is trying to be careful…" Ginny said, looking rather angry at the twins, and Ron who was opening his mouth to comment on what George had said.

"What, should we be talking about this in front of her?" Ron said, nodding towards Alexandria, who ended up looking towards the youngest Weasley boy. She tilted her head to the side and looked rather angry and hurt that he would accuse of her of running off and telling someone. Okay, he did not actually accuse her, but it was hinted at in there.

"Whatever it is you will say I won't tell another soul. Do I even look like that type of person?" Lexi snapped, biting down on her lip slightly, looking huffed. Ginny grinned up at her and replied, "Hermione likes her, and so we should trust her. Besides, now isn't the time to push people away, Ron."

"Yeah, remember what Dumbledore said?" Fred said, looping an arm around Alexandria's shoulders and pulling her close in a half hug. "We need to stick together and make new friends!" Alexandria, on the other hand, did not show the same happiness and enthusiasm as making new friends as Fred did. Especially after George looped an arm around her, also, so that she was sandwiched between the two twins. "Yeah," George said. "And trust in yourself…and your new friends."

"Besides," Fred commented.

"She looks nice." George finished.

Alexandria flushed deeply for a number of reason. One, this is the closet she has ever really been to a boy. They were twins and it was confusing her with who was who. They both had their arms around her and they said she looked nice. Wait? Did they mean nice in demeanor or nice as in physical nice? Oh, she was so confused and turning red that everyone but Ron starting laughing. Oh, the embarrassment.

"I was just saying…" Ron mumbled, looking away.

"Well next time, don't." Ginny said, her eyes closed once more.

Alexandria shifted slightly in uncomfortable-ness, though the twins did not seem to notice. "I really do not know what you mean when you are talking about the Order though…" She murmured quietly, looking towards Harry.

Harry gave a sigh and began…

"The Order is short for The Order of the Phoenix. It was made back when Voldemort first came to power. It is like the opposite of the Death Eaters…the Order is fighting Voldemort. Dumbledore runs it, and many of the professors here, and many parents are apart of it. We cannot say who for safety reasons. Just remember, if you need help see us and we can take you there. After all, if Malfoy can seek refuge there, than you can.

"Last year, though, our Headquarters became unsafe, so Dumbledore moved them to another location, telling only those who really needed to be told and telling the rest to merely send owls if they needed anything. It was to be safe. At the end of last year though, with that attack on the school, Snape brought Malfoy to headquarters, saying 'he is unsafe because he defied the Dark Lord because of Dumbledore'.

"So Malfoy started living there with us and I have to say he is worse that Kreacher. The first few weeks of him there he almost starved because he thought we were going to bring his food up here to him on a tray with a rose and everything. It was pathetic. Finally her joined everyone down there for meals. In the middle of the summer, McGonagall took us to take our Appariation test, so now we both are legal, though Malfoy barely passed. Snape was almost yelling at him for it too, saying that he should have spent more studying on it last year, because he was going to need it this year. Basically that is it…we just spent the summer in separate rooms, really."

There was a bit of silence before Ginny spat out, "You did not go to find anymore Horcruxes with Dumbledore?"

"No…but come to think about it, he hardly spent time in Headquarters." Harry mumbled, trying to remember the summer as best as he could.

"So you think he is going out himself and doing destroying them himself?" Ron said.

Harry shrugged and leaned back comfortably in his chair, a hand moving down to gently brush through Ginny's red hair. "I don't know. You know how Dumbledore is…he could be doing research or—"

Ron sat up, shaking his head. "He needs you, Harry. Remember the last horcruxes? He—"

"Yeah, but the first one Dumbledore destroyed by himself, you prat!" Ginny snapped, sitting up and glaring at Ron.

"I think I am going to go to bed." Harry said, taking the opportunity or Ginny sitting up to get out of the chair. Harry felt as if Dumbledore sort of was leaving him in the dark. He was capable of being able to help…why isn't he asking for help? He did destroy the diary, after all. And Dumbledore would not be alive right now were it not for Harry's efforts in the cave with the albeit fake locket horcux…why didn't he want Harry to help?

Because something bad will happen…A voice in the back of his head sounded. With that, he walked upstairs, leaving Lexi between the twins talking, and Ginny and Ron sparring with each other, threatening to curse the other.