"That was your mother?" Tony asked.
"Yeah. We've been trying to get her down for a month but we think she put a Permanent Sticking Charm on the back of the canvas. Let's get downstairs before they all wake up again.
"You've got one hell of a mother." Tony said.
Sirius snickered, "She was definitely a piece of work."
"What is a picture of your mother doing here?" Harry asked.
"This was my parents' house." Sirius said. "Since I'm the last Black left, it's mine. I offered it to Dumbledore for headquarters because it has so many wards protecting it."
They followed him down to the kitchen, it was a lot lighter than the rest of the house. Most of the light was coming from a large fire at the far end of the room.
"Good to see you Harry" Mr. Weasley greeted. "And you as well Mr. Stark"
"You too Mr. Weasley" Harry replied. He sat down at the end of the table with his dad and Sirius.
"I can't recall if you've met, but this is Bill, our eldest." Mr. Weasley introduced a tall red-head.
"Pleasure" Harry said with a hand shake.
"To you as well." Bill said. "Journey here alright? Moody didn't have you pass through Greenland did he?"
"He certainly tried." Tonks muttered as she sat down at the table. Hermione and Ginny taking seats on either side of her.
Mrs. Weasley came to the table with plates and silverware. Tonks moved to help and knocked over a few candles. "Oh, sorry" She said and hurriedly cleaned her mess.
Mrs. Weasley sighed quietly. "That is alright dear, nothing happened. Hermione, Ginny, please set the table. I'll get dinner."
"Oh can I help Molly?" Tonks asked eagerly.
"No need dear, you just sit there." Mrs. Weasley said.
Tonks seemed to deflate slightly. Remus pat her on the back reassuringly before taking his seat next to Tony.
"Had a good summer so far Harry?" Sirius asked.
"It's been fine. Doing homework, reading, relaxing." Harry said.
"Vegging Harry, vegging." Tony said.
"Vegging?" Mr. Weasley asked. "Is that a word?"
"Of course it is" Tony replied. "It means to relax. Right Jarvis?" Tony pulled his phone out.
"Vegging" The AI said. "The act of sitting around and relaxing. It refers to the proud broccoli who does not do much in its life, but is still ultimately cool. Something that you have never achieved I am afraid to say, sir."
"No one asked for your sass Jarvis." Tony pouted. "And I am definitely a cool person. I'm the greatest damn person in the world"
"Whatever you say, sir." Jarvis replied.
"I think Papa would fight you for that title." Harry smiled.
"Yeah, well he can be the best person in Asgard or Jotunheim. I get Earth because it's mine."
Harry laughed.
"Fred – George – NO, JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE ALLOWED TO USE MAGIC DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO WHIP YOUR WANDS OUT FOR EVERYTHING!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked.
Bill rolled his eyes, "Those two. Apparating everywhere. Scares Mum every time. I think that's why they do it."
Harry nodded. Minutes later, Fred came in carrying a large pot of stew while George held bread and butter. Ginny and Hermione came in with the rest of the meal.
"Honestly boys" Mrs. Weasley raged as she came into the room. "Bill didn't feel the need to Apparate every few feet! Charlie didn't Charm everything he met! Percy –"
She stopped immediately and turned a frightened look at Mr. Weasley, whose expression was suddenly wooden.
"Why don't we eat?" Bill suggested. The others quickly distributed the food and sat around the table.
"The stew looks delicious Molly" Remus said as he ladled some on a plate.
Dinner was silent for a few minutes as everyone ate. Then Mrs. Weasley turned to everyone and said, "I think we should clean the drawing room tomorrow. We can also tackle the bedrooms."
"Whatever you like" Sirius replied.
"The curtains are full of doxies" Mrs. Weasley said.
"Doxies?" Tony asked.
"They are small fairy-like creatures that are covered in coarse dark hair, and has an additional set of arms and legs. Nasty creatures Doxies. They bite too." Sirius explained.
"How charming" Tony said dryly.
Harry grinned.
"Oh do a pig snout" Ginny said eagerly. She and Hermione were giggling as Tonks transformed her face into different animals. Tonks screwed her eyes and her nose shifted into a pig snout. She screwed her eyes again and the snout turned into a beak.
He could hear Bill and Kingsley talking softly about – what Harry assumed was – Order business.
He turned to Sirius and asked, "I was told that I've been mentioned in the Daily Prophet, but I haven't seen anything unusual."
Sirius smirked, "No, I doubt you would see anything if you weren't looking for it."
Remus handed him the paper, "This is today's paper. Fudge seems to have pulled his power to get this printed." On the front page was a picture of Harry from the Triwizard Tournament. Above it in large black letters was 'The Boy Who Lies'.
"There have been a few like that of Dumbledore as well. Not front page, but I don't doubt those articles will be cover stories soon enough." Sirius commented.
"Fudge is attacking anyone who claims that the Dark Lord has returned." Remus said.
"But he has returned. I saw him." Harry said.
"Yes, but Fudge doesn't believe you. He has it in his mind that Dumbledore is after his job."
"But why? No one in their right mind would believe Dumbledore capable of that."
"Exactly" Remus said, "Fudge is blinded by fear. He isn't in his right mind."
"Isn't there some kind of law preventing him from office if he's incapacitated?" Tony asked. "Someone has to notice that he's lost his marbles. Surely there is a line of succession or something to prevent things like this."
"He has too much power" Mr. Weasley said. "No one is willing to go against him for fear of their reputation. And others probably don't notice."
"Politics, the same in every country." Tony muttered.
"We think that Voldemort wants to build up his army again." Sirius said.
"Makes sense" Harry said.
"In the first war, 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 have been attempting to do the same, but it's hard." Sirius said.
"We also think that gathering followers isn't the only thing he's interested in." Remus said.
"Alright" Molly interrupted, "I think the children should go to bed. They have a busy day tomorrow."
"Now hold on Molly" Sirius said. "I think Harry deserves to know."
"He is too young!" She protested. "Too young and not even a member of the Order."
"Since when did someone have to be in the Order to ask questions?" Sirius asked. "Harry's been out of touch for the entire summer. He's got a right to know what's going on."
Before Mrs. Weasley could respond, George cut in, "Why does Harry get to ask questions?"
"We've been trying to get stuff out of you for a month and you haven't told us a single thing!" Fred said angrily.
"What you are allowed to know is up to your parents I'm afraid. Harry on the other hand –"
"It's not up to you to decide what's good for Harry Sirius." Mrs. Weasley said sharply. "Dumbledore specifically asked us to not tell him more than he needs to know."
The room was silent, looking between the two in shock. The only ones who seemed calm were Tony and Remus.
"I don't plan on telling him more than he needs to know, Molly." Sirius hissed. "But as he was the only one who saw Voldemort come back, he has more right than most to –"
"He's only fifteen!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked.
"And yet he's fought Voldemort more than once." Sirius argued. "He's not a child!"
"He's not an adult either!" Mrs. Weasley said. Her face was as red as her hair now. "He's not James, Sirius."
"I am perfectly aware of who he is. And he's not your son, you can't make this decision for him."
"He's not yours either!"
"No, he's mine" Tony said calmly. Everyone turned to him. Tony paused the game he was playing and looked at Mrs. Weasley. "Harry is my son. He's still a minor so I can make decisions for him, and I say that he has a right to know what's going on. Harry is in the middle of this war whether you like it or not. Snake-face is trying to kill him, I think Harry should be prepared."
Mrs. Weasley didn't look happy. "Fine, everyone else, time for bed."
"NO!" The Weasley children protested.
"We're of age Mum!" The twins shouted.
"And Harry's just going to tell us anyway." Ron said, Hermione nodding next to him.
Mrs. Weasley looked like she wanted to argue, "I think we should let them stay Molly dear." Mr. Weasley said. "The twins are of age and what Ron said is true."
"Fine" Mrs. Weasley huffed, "Ginny, go to bed."
"But Mum" Ginny whined.
"Now!"
Ginny huffed angrily and left the room, stomping up the stairs and slamming her door.
"Now" Tony looked at Harry. "I attended the last meeting – it was boring just so you know – and they talked about Snake-face being in hiding."
"In hiding?"
Tony nodded, "You've been reading the papers haven't you? I know Jarvis has shown you the news."
"Yeah, I've been watching to see if there has been any unexplainable deaths. There hasn't."
"That's because there haven't been any suspicious deaths yet." Remus explained.
"Why has he stopped killing people?" Harry asked.
"Because he doesn't want to draw attention to himself. He wants to stay hidden until he is strong enough to make his move. His comeback didn't come off the way he wanted it too."
"What do you mean?"
"You weren't supposed to survive in the graveyard Harry" Mr. Weasley said. "No one was supposed to know of his return until it was too late to do anything."
"And the last person he wanted alerted was Dumbledore." Remus added.
"What's so great about the old man?" Tony asked.
"He's the only one Voldemort truly fears." Remus answered.
"That's why Dumbledore reformed the Order of the Phoenix. To counteract Voldemort's plans." Sirius said.
"So what has he been doing?" Harry asked.
"Apparently he's been looking for something." Tony said. "Something he didn't have in the first war."
"Like a weapon?"
Sirius nodded.
"What kind of weapon?"
"Supposedly a prophecy" Tony said.
"That's enough" Mrs. Weasley said. "That is quite enough. Everyone to bed, now. All of you."
"We weren't finished." Harry protested, he turned back to his dad, "What kind of prophecy? Is it the one Aileen told us about?"
"Probably" Tony shrugged, "They are all a bit closed lipped about it."
"With good reason" Mrs. Weasley huffed, "Harry doesn't need to worry about this right now. Now, up to bed." She instructed. She was trembling slightly as she looked at Sirius and Tony. "You've given him more than enough information. Any more and you might just as well induct him into the Order."
"Good, I want to join." Harry said.
"No" Remus said. "The Order is made up of overage wizards who have left school." He sent a pointed look at Fred and George.
Harry looked to his dad, "You will fight in this war soon enough Harry, and when you do, you'll wish you were anywhere else."
Harry sighed, but nodded. One by one, the children stood up and left the room.
So…I didn't really want to reveal much about the prophecy cuz I honestly can't remember how much I went into it before…oops…so here it is, don't worry Harry still goes to the DM ;)
Anyway! Review please!