Sakura Lisel: I got really confused reading that first sentence so let me just explain. Fiona's grandmother (her father's mother) is Tom Riddle's older sister BUT (and this hasn't been said in the story yet) she was given up for adoption a few years before her mother met Tom Riddle Sr. and taken in by one of Merope Gaunt's siblings (hence why she still had the Gaunt name). So her son would also have the Gaunt name because it's a powerful/famous name to have, to be recognized as being part of that family, so her grandmother wouldn't have taken the name of her husband instead he would take her name (That happens, a guy can take his wife's name). So Fiona's father is a Gaunt. It's Fiona's mother whose last name is Turner and she's a muggle. He didn't want his wife taking his name cause he didn't want her associated with it. But as his child legally Fiona's last name is Gaunt.
Vanessa (Guest): Ah well, technically a few is one to three, year 1 was 7 chapters (24,657 words) , 2 was 6 (21,370 words), 3 was 7 (20,876 words), and 4 was 5 chapters (21,843 words). Yeah year four was short in terms of chapters but that's just how long I was able to make it; it was still close to the same length word wise as the other chapters. Now, what I have of year 5 (as of right now cause I always add/take away stuff) has 6 chapters and 21,110 words. So roughly the same length of the rest of the years but I'm not finished adding scenes so it's probably going to be longer than that. There's also one chapter that's completely original, nothing from the movie at all. (Year 6 right now is 3 chapters for a reason you find out in chapter 32 but I'm doing my best to make it longer and think of more scenes. I haven't even touched year 7 yet but I can tell you it's probably not going to be what any of you expect.
The King in White: Well yes Draco should be more mature and better by now but you have to remember his parents and the fact that Voldemort is back (and his rep). Also I know a lot of people hate when other people do mostly canon stuff but this story follows the movies so... sorry.
Sorry for the long responses ^_^" Enjoy the start of year 5.
(Also sorry for such a long time between posting the last chapter x.x
Fifteen-year-old Harry Potter left his house and started walking down the sidewalk of Privet Drive. He heard a door close behind him and turned his head to see Fiona come out of her house in a blue and white sun dress. She waved to him slightly before jogging to catch up with him. She gave him a slight smile and he returned it weakly.
"Still no letters?" she asked softly as they walked down the street; there were no cars on the street, everyone was inside trying to be cool or at work. Harry shook his head. "They haven't written to me either." She said before letting out a sigh. "After all that talk Hermione gave us about being sure to write this summer and she doesn't even write back. I might've expected this from Ron but-"
"Anything in the Daily Prophet?" Harry asked, cutting off her rant while he still could.
"My father hasn't been bringing it home lately." Fiona said with a frown. "I think he canceled our subscription or something."
"Then… any news from him directly?" Harry asked. Fiona shook her head.
"He never tells me much about work to being with." Harry let out a sigh and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Sorry, Harry."
"Not your fault." He muttered as he shook his head. "Uh…" he cleared his throat. "Any news from… Malfoy?" he asked reluctantly. Fiona turned her head to look up at him.
"Uh, no, no." she shook her head. "He never writes to me." she said with a slight shrug.
"Some boyfriend he is…"
"I'm not even sure I can call him that." She muttered.
"What? Why? Did he do something?" Harry asked as he turned to her, his protective side immediately coming out.
"No. He didn't do anything." Fiona said quickly. "It's just… I told you how we had a fight and broke up at the end of third year right?"
"Yeah." Harry said, sounding a bit annoyed.
"Well… we didn't really get back together. I mean, yeah, we went to the ball but… that's it. We met one time after to talk and he didn't… ask me."
"Ask you what?" Harry asked looking confused.
"To be his girlfriend again." Fiona said as if it were obvious.
"Maybe he just assumes you're back together since you said yes to the dance. I dunno." Harry shrugged.
"Come on, you're a guy, help me out."
"Really rather not." He muttered before looking to see Fiona pouting. "How am I supposed to know what goes on in his head?"
"Well then pretend I was dating you."
"What?" Harry turned to her with wide eyes.
"What would you think if we had been dating, fought and broke up then I said yes to go to a dance with you the next year?"
"Uh…" he scratched the back of his head. "I would think… that you still liked me and wanted to get back together."
"But not that we were automatically dating again?"
"No. I would ask first." He said. "That doesn't mean he would." He added. Fiona let out a sigh.
"I don't wanna ask him. What if that makes me come across as desperate?"
"Why couldn't Hermione at least be in contact with you?" he muttered under his breath. Having girl talk with his the girl he thought of as his younger sister about the boy he despised was not exactly the most comfortable or enjoyable thing in the world. Luckily they didn't stay much longer on the subject.
The two walked to the playground where only a few kids were still playing. They sat on the swings, rocking slightly. Fiona held onto the chains, leaning her head against one, as she watched Harry. He looked bored and depressed, occasionally letting out a sigh or just staring at the ground. They watched the few children that were on the playground leave, a mother taking a couple home. Harry looked down at the ground, kicking the toe of his shoe into the dirt. Fiona nudged his foot with hers and gave him a small smile when he looked at her. The two heard laughing and looked up to see Dudley and his friends walking over.
"Hey Big D. Beat up another 10-year-old?" Harry asked.
"This one deserved it." Dudley said. His friends agreed.
"Unlikely." Fiona muttered.
"Five against one?" Harry asked. "Very brave."
"Well, you're one to talk." Dudley said. "Moaning in your sleep every night. At east I'm not afaid of my pillow." Him and his friends laughed. "'Don't kill Cedric!'" Dudley mocked. "Who's Cedric, your boyfriend?" he asked. Fiona stood.
"Shut up, Diddykins." she said. Dudley glared at her but continued to mock Harry.
"'He's going to kill me, Mum.'" Dudley said. "Where is your mum? Where is your mum, Potter?"
"Dudley." Fiona walked up to him but Dudley ignored her.
"She dead? Is she dead?" His friends starting laughing with him.
"Shut up!" Fiona shouted pushing his chest. One of his friends pushed her back and she fell backwards to the ground with a soft 'omph'.
"Is she a dead, Pot-!" Dudley started but Harry quickly stood and put the tip of his wand under Dudley's chin. When his friends saw it they started laughing harder. Fiona quickly stood as the wind started to pick up and the sky darkened abnormally fast. Harry looked up with wide eyes. Dudley's friends stopped laughing and started urging him to leave.
"Dudley?"
"Dudley, let's go."
"What's going on?"
"What are you doing?" Dudley asked Harry.
"I'm not doing anything!" Harry said.
"We're getting out of here, Dudley." One of his friends said before they all ran out of the playground. "Come on, Dudley, hurry up!" The remaining three looked up as the clouds darkened even more and seemed to be coming closer.
"Harry?" Fiona asked.
"Run." He said.
The three bolted and took off running down the path they'd used to get to the playground. It suddenly started to downpour and in moments the three were soaked. They ran into a tunnel, the boys hopping over the railing while Fiona climbed over. They slowed once inside as they saw the lights start to flicker. Soon their breath was visible. Harry turned and jumped as he saw a dementor fly in behind them. It grabbed him by the neck and put him up against the wall.
"Harry!" Fiona screamed. Dudley stared, not being able to see what was holding Harry up.
"Dudley, run." Harry managed to choke out. Dudley started running but slipped and slid to the end of the tunnel where another dementor came in.
"Harry, what do I do? How do you get rid of them?" Fiona asked. "Harry, what do I do?!" she screamed. She had left her wand at home, since she couldn't use it anyways and she was with Harry; she didn't have a place to hold it on her clothes anyways. Harry got his wand and managed to knock the dementor away. He hit the ground and dropped his wand. "Harry!" Fiona shouted, on the verge of crying. She picked up his wand and ran to him.
"Fiona, stay back!" Harry shouted but took the wand from her when she reached him. He stood, holding out one arm in front of her and the other towards the dementor. "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" An enormous bright white stag erupted from Harry's wand. It towered before the dementor and charged forward. The dementor fled out of the tunnel.
"Harry!" Fiona shouted as she pointed. Harry turned and saw the other dementor bending down on Dudley. He moved his wand, directing the stag to the dementor and sending it away as well. Harry and Fiona rushed to Dudley. "Is he okay?" Fiona asked. The boy was shaking, his eyes wide but dull.
"I-I don't know." Harry said, a bit out of breath. The two heard something behind them and Harry pointed his wand as he turned then quickly hid it when he saw one of their neighbors coming down the tunnel wheeling a suitcase. "Mrs. Figg." She walked closer and looked from Dudley to the two. Harry held his wand behind his back.
"Don't put away your wand, Harry." She said. "They might come back."
…
"Dementors in Little Whinging, whatever next?" Mrs. Figg asked as she, Fiona and Harry walked down the street, Harry holding up Dudley over his shoulder. Dudley was walking as if in a trance. "Whole world's gone topsy-turvy."
"I don't understand. How do you know about-?" Harry asked.
"Dumbledore asked me to keep an eye on you two." She said.
"Dumbledore asked you?" Harry asked. "You know Dumbledore." Harry looked to Fiona who gave him a why-are-you-looking-at-me-I-know-nothing-about-this look.
"Uh-huh. After you-know-who killed that poor Diggory boy last year did you expect him to let you go wandering on your own?" Mrs. Figg asked. "Good Lord, boy. They told me you were intelligent." She stopped him by putting a hand on his arm. "Now, get inside and stay there. Expect someone will be in touch soon. Whatever happens, don't leave the house." She pushed Harry towards the house. Fiona helped him get Dudley inside.
"Diddykins, is that you?" Aunt Petunia asked. The door opened and she saw Fiona and Harry holding up Dudley "Duddy." She gasped. "Vernon, come quick!" Vernon came in from the kitchen and quickly put down the ice cream he'd been eating before hurrying over. Harry and Fiona put Dudley down on a chair before moving out of the way.
"What's happened?" Vernon asked.
"We're going to have to take him to a hospital."
"Who did this to you, boy?" Vernon asked. Dudley raised a shaky arm and pointed to Harry.
"Harry didn't do anything to him!" Fiona said quickly as she shook her head. Vernon turned to Harry with a frown.
"Happy, are we, now?" he asked. "You've finally done it. You've finally driven him loopy."
"Vernon, don't say that." Petunia said.
"Well, just look at him, Petunia. Our boy has gone yumpy." Vernon said before turning to Harry. "I've reached my limit, do you hear? This is the last I'm gonna take of you and your nonsense." Suddenly an owl flew in and dropped a letter. The owl then soon dropped to the floor. The letter lifted and the bird hopped up onto the back of the couch. The owl took off out the back door as the letter morphed into a face.
"Dear Mr. Potter. The Ministry has received intelligence that at 6:23 this evening you preformed the Patronus Charm in the presence of a Muggle." The letter said. "As a clear violation of the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery you are hereby expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Harry's breathing quickened as he stared at the letter. "Hoping you are well, Mafalda Hopkirk." The letter returned to normal and dropped to the floor.
"Justice." Vernon said.
"But…" Fiona turned to Harry, shaking her head slowly. "You saved him, they can't…"
"Fiona." Harry said before shaking his head. He stormed out of the room and upstairs.
"Vernon." Petunia said. Vernon turned back to them and nodded.
"Let's get him to the hospital." He turned back to Fiona. "Get out of my house." He hissed. Fiona ran past him but instead of leaving the house she ran upstairs to Harry's room. She heard a bang then Hedwig screech and walked into the room to see Harry picking up a picture of his parents.
"Sorry, Hedwig."
"Harry…" he walked to his bed and sat down before putting the picture down under his lamp. Fiona walked over and sat beside him.
"Fiona… please, I just…" he let out a sigh.
"They can't expel you-"
"You heard the letter."
"I'll vouch for you." She said. "Besides you had to do it or Dudley would've lost his soul… then you and then…" Harry turned to her and gave her a weak smile. She took his hand and grave it a squeeze. He squeezed her hand back. "You saved the three of us."
"Thanks, Fee."
"How did you know how to get rid of them?"
"Professor Lupin taught me third year."
"And you never taught me?"
"I was supposed to?" he asked. Fiona nudged him making him smile. "Sorry Fee. Maybe they'll teach it to you this year."
"Maybe..."
"You should get home so your parents don't worry." He said. Fiona frowned. They heard Harry's Aunt and Uncle leaving the house with Dudley.
"They left, I could stay."
"Fiona, if I got a letter I'm sure your father got one saying you were a witness... or something."
"Alright." Fiona said with a nod. She gave him a quick hug that he returned tightly, before leaving.
…
Later on that night, Harry woke from a nightmare and heard something in the kitchen. He quickly put on his glasses and saw the key he'd locked his door was turning. He quickly stood, with his wand ready. The door burst open and light blinded Harry momentarily.
"Very clean, these Muggles." A woman said.
"Tonks, for God's sake." Harry recognized Moody's voice.
"Unnatural." The woman said. She walked into the room with her wand lit.
"Professor Moody." Harry said. "What are you doing here?"
"Rescuing you, of course." Moody said.
Moody opened the front door of the house and everyone started to leave. Harry close behind Moody.
"But where are we going?" Harry asked as he followed Moody. "The letter said I've been expelled from Hogwarts."
"But you haven't been. Not yet." Moody said.
"What about Fiona? Is she coming-?" Harry started to ask but then smiled when he saw the girl, now in jeans and a sweatshirt, standing outside her house. She jogged over to join the others.
"My father said I could come with you." She said to Harry who smiled.
"Kingsley, you take point." Moody said. Harry looked back to Moody.
"But the letter said-" he started.
"Dumbledore persuaded the minister to suspend your expulsion pending a formal hearing." Kingsley said.
"A hearing?"
"Uh-huh."
"Don't worry, Harry." Tonks said. "We'll explain everything when we get back to headquarters."
"Shh!" Moody shushed her. "Not here, Nymphadora."
"Don't call me Nymphadora." Tonks said as her hair suddenly turned red. Moody tapped his walking stick on the ground and she shook her head, returning back to its blue and purple colour. Suddenly brooms came out of the bushes and to each owner's hand. Harry held his Firebolt. He looked to Fiona who didn't have a broom. She gave him a nervous smile.
"Stay in formation, everyone. Don't break ranks if one of us is killed." Moody said. "Gaunt's riding with you, Potter." He added. They all mounted their brooms, Fiona holding onto Harry, before they took off. They flew over water. Harry looked to see Tonks grinning at him he smiled back. Tonks moved to one side.
"Harry." Fiona said urgently. He looked forward and saw a ship in front of them and quickly moved to the other side. Fiona held on tighter and Harry glanced back at her.
"All right?"
"Just peachy." She muttered against his back making him chuckle.
The group landed on the inside of a small gated park. They waited for a garbage truck to go by before leaving and approaching the apartments on the other side of the street.
"Come on." Moody said as they walked across the street. They stopped and Moody knocked his stick on the ground a few times. Suddenly the building in front of them started to shake before it started to pull apart, showing an extra, hidden apartment. The Muggles inside the other apartments didn't notice a thing. "In you go, son." Moody said once the buildings had stopped moving and apartment 12 was revealed.
Harry walked into the apartment. He could hear people talking at the end of the hall. He was apparently walking too slowly for Moody who pushed past him along with everyone else. Tonks winking at him as she passed. Harry looked to Fiona who stood behind him waiting for him to continue on.
"He's getting stronger and stronger by the minute! We have to act now!" Sirius looked up and saw Harry and Fiona in the hallway. Harry smiled when he saw Sirius and Remus sitting at a table with others. Suddenly Mrs. Weasley walked into view and closed the door to the room behind her.
"Harry. Fiona." She said.
"Mrs. Weasley!" Harry said with a grin.
"Heavens, you're both all right." She said as she walked over before pulling Harry into a hug. He hugged her back. She pulled back and held his face. "Bit peaky, but I'm afraid dinner will have to wait until after the meeting's finished."
"Well, about that-"
"Nope." She said, cutting him off. "No time to explain. Straight upstairs, first door on the left." Harry walked to the stairs while Mrs. Weasley gave Fiona a hug too before ushering her up the stairs as well.
"Mudblood, werewolves, traitors, thieves." The two heard someone say as they walked up the stairs. "If my poor mistress knew the scum they let into her house…" They caught a glimpse of a house elf. "What would she say to old Kreecher? Oh the shame." They two reached the top of the stairs and the house elf looked at them, closing the closet he'd been getting stuff from before walking past them, dragging a box to the painting on the wall. Harry and Fiona moved up the stairs, looking back to see Kreecher talking to the portrait that was covered. The two walked up to the first door on the left and Harry opened it to be suddenly hugged by Hermione.
"Oh, Harry!" Harry hugged her back as Ron walked over. Hermione pulled back and pulled Fiona into a hug. She pulled away, holding Fiona's shoulders a moment. "Are you two all right? We overheard them talking about the dementor attack." Hermione said. "You must tell us everything."
"Let them breathe, Hermione." Ron said.
"And this hearing at the Ministry. It's just outrageous." Hermione said. "I've looked it up. They simply can't expel you. It's completely unfair." She said to Harry.
"Yeah." Harry said. "There's a lot of that going round at the moment." He said as he walked into the room. "So what is this place?"
"It's headquarters." Ron said.
"For?" Fiona asked.
"The Order of the Phoenix." Hermione said. "It's a secret society. Dumbledore formed it back when they first fought You-Know-Who."
"Couldn't have put any of this in a letter, I suppose?" Harry asked. "We've gone all summer without a scrap of news."
"We wanted to write, mate." Ron said. "Really, we did. Only…"
"Only what?"
"Only Dumbledore made us swear not to tell you anything." Hermione said. "Either of you."
"Dumbledore said that?" Harry asked. "B-But why would he keep me in the dark? Maybe I could help." Harry said. "After all, I'm the one who saw Voldemort return, I'm the one who fought him, I'm the one who saw Cedric Diggory get killed." Suddenly the twins materialized on either side of him.
"Harry." Fred touched his shoulder making him jump away.
"Thought we heard your dulcet tones." George said.
"Don't bottle it up, though, mate. Let it out."
"If you're all done shouting…"
"Do you want to hear something a little more interesting?" Fred asked.
The group stood at the stop of the stairs as the twins lowered down an ear on a string. As it neared the bottom floor they could hear the conversation through the top ear.
"If anyone has a right to know, it's Harry. If it wasn't for Harry we wouldn't even know Voldemort was back. He's not a child Molly." Sirius said.
"But he's not an adult either. He's not James, Sirius." Mrs. Weasley said
"Well, he's not your son."
"He's as good as. Who else has he got?" Mrs. Weasley asked. Ginny walked up to the group.
"Hey, Ginny." Harry said. She nodded at him.
"He's got me." Sirius said.
"How touchingly paternal, Black. Perhaps Potter will grow up to be a felon, just like his godfather." Snape said.
"Now, you stay out of this, Snivellus."
"Snape's part of the order?" Harry asked.
"Git. I don't care what Dumbledore says about your supposed information. I know better." Sirius said.
"So why don't you tell him?" Snape asked. Suddenly Hermione's cat started trying to get the ear. The group tried whisper-shouting at the cat to get him to stop as the twins tried to pull the ear back up.
"Get off it."
"Quick."
"Get it up."
"Crookshakes." Hermione said. "Stop it."
"Get off, you bloody cat."
"Crookshankes. Leave it alone."
"Get it up." The cat pulled the ear from the string before walking away with it.
"Hermione, I hate your cat." Ron said.
"Bad Crookshanks." Hermione scolded after it.
…
It wasn't long before the meeting was over and Mrs. Weasley called everyone down for dinner.
"Well, we'll be eating down in the kitchen." She said. Suddenly the twins popped up behind her. "OH!" she jumped and smacked their arms as they ran away to the kitchen. "Just because you're allowed to use magic now does not mean you have to whip your wands out for everything!" Ginny walked down and past her.
"Hi, mum." She said. Ron shifted past her before following his siblings. Mrs. Weasley looked to Harry.
"You hungry, Harry?" she asked.
"You sure you're all right, Harry?" Arthur asked. "Gave us quite a turn."
"Harry Potter." They two moved apart to show Sirius opening his arms.
"Sirius." Harry moved forward and the two hugged. Sirius laughed as he pat Harry on the back. They pulled away and Harry noticed Remus. "Professor Lupin."
"Not professor anymore, Harry." Remus reminded him. "Fiona, good to see you're doing well."
"You too, sir." She said with a smile.
"Come on, into the kitchen now." Mrs. Weasley said motioning for them to go down the hall.
Everyone sat at the table for dinner. Tonks changed her face, giving herself a pigs nose making Ginny laugh. She changed it to a duck's beak, making Ginny cover her face. Fred looked at Crookshanks across the cat was licking its lips, presumably after eating or chewing on the ear the twins made.
"This is very, very peculiar." Arthur said. "It seems your hearing in the Ministry is to be before the entire Wizengarnot."
"I don't understand. What has the Ministry of Magic got against me?" Harry asked.
"Show him." Moody said. "He'll find out soon enough." Kingsley handed Harry the Daily Prophet. The headline read 'The Boy Who Lies?' Then it changed to 'Fudge: All is well.'
"He's been attacking Dumbledore as well." Sirius said. "Fudge is using all his power, including his influence at the Daily Prophet to smear anyone who claims the Dark Lord has returned."
"Why?" Harry asked.
"The Minister thinks Dumbledore is after his job." Remus said.
"But that's insane. No one in their right mind could believe that Dumbledore would-"
"Exactly the point." Remus said. "Fudge isn't in his right mind. It's been twisted and warped by fear. Now, fear makes people do terrible things, Harry. The last time Voldemort gained power he almost destroyed everything we hold most dear." Sirius looked down. "Now he's returned, and I'm afraid the minister will do almost anything to avoid facing that terrifying truth."
"We think Voldemort wants to build up his army again." Sirius said. Harry looked at him. "Fourteen years ago he had huge numbers at his command. And not just witches and wizards, but all manner of dark creatures. He's been recruiting heavily, and we've been attempting to do the same. But gathering followers isn't the only thing he's interested in." Moody cleared his throat. "We believe…" Mrs. Weasley stopped chopping vegetables. "Voldemort may be after something."
"Sirius." Moody said.
"Something he didn't have last time." Sirius continued.
"You mean… like a weapon?" Harry asked.
"No. That's enough." Mrs. Weasley said. "He's just a boy." She came over and took the paper from Harry, folding it up. "You say more and you might as well induct him into the Order straight away."
"Good. I want to join." Harry said. "If Voldemort's raising an army, then I want to fight." Sirius clapped his hands together and leaned back. Harry started to smile a bit. Sirius winked at him.