"Hey Remus," Sirius said and stepped forward. He sighed and looked his best friend in the eyes. Remus was still, his body tight as if he expected to run at any moment. Harry looked at the shabby man curiously. Sirius had told him a little about his school days however it hurt to talk about so that was one subject Harry didn't approach.

"Hello Sirius," Remus said slowly, finally moving. He relaxed, if only a little.

"I know I haven't been the best friend these past years but-" Sirius was cut off by Remus bear hugging him. A few tears leaked from Remus' eyes.

"I've just been so alone… I didn't know if I'd ever see you again, especially after how I thought you betrayed us and with you being released I was afraid," Remus sobbed into Sirius' shoulder. Sirius patted his back and smiled.

"It's alright, Remus. I know you didn't know about the plan with Peter," He said. Remus sniffed and opened his eyes, coming face to face with Harry. Harry furrowed his brow.

"Um, hi Mr. Lupin, I'm Harry," Harry said, waving awkwardly. Remus sniffed and let go of Sirius. He smiled fondly.

"Ah yes, I remember you, Harry. Your father and I were friends in school," Remus said, shaking Harry's hand. Harry nodded. Sirius snorted.

"Not just friends. Remus, your father, and I were near inseparable back in school!" Sirius exclaimed, throwing his arm over Remus' shoulder. Remus smiled tiredly. His previous sadness had completely disappeared.

"That must have been you in that picture downstairs then," Harry said. Remus nodded.

"Yeah, that was me."

"Well Remus, I think I should tell you the main reason we came," Sirius said, quickly becoming solemn. Remus raised his eyebrow in confusion.

"What happened?" He asked, turning to face Sirius.

"There isn't an easy way to say this but, Voldemort has returned," Sirius said. Remus growled then shook his head.

"Sirius, this isn't funny," He said angrily. Sirius sighed.

"I wish I was trying to be," Sirius answered darkly. Remus inhaled deeply and fell back into a armchair behind him. He rubbed his face and exhaled slowly.

"Okay. What are we going to do?"

"Harry and I talked to Dumbledore and we think it's time we restarted the order. We came here to see if you wanted to join. If you don't want to come back, I completely understand," Sirius said, clapping Remus' shoulder. Remus turned to looked at Harry.

"You're in on this as well?" Remus asked cautiously. Harry nodded. Remus turned back to Sirius, "Then I suppose I'm in. I've fought against this tyranny once and I'll do it again."

"Good to have you on board," Harry said, shaking Remus' hand once more. Remus smiled.

"I'm glad to be on board," Remus replied.

"The first meeting's this Thursday, I will owl you the place when we get confirmation," Sirius said. Remus looked solemn.

"I don't think I'm ready for another war, Sirius," Remus said tiredly. Sirius nodded. The two hugged and Harry realized that these two were soldiers that became hardened war veterans before they even hit thirty.

"Neither am I, Moony. Hopefully we can stop it before it starts. We'll see you on Thursday evening," Sirius said, nodding. Sirius exited the house without another word. He looked exhausted.

"So where to now?" Harry asked.

"I have some family who aren't totally crazy, maybe we can start there," Sirius suggested. Harry nodded, eager to meet someone related to Sirius that wasn't out to kill him. Sirius grabbed Harry and apparated to the house of Andromeda Tonks. They knocked on the door and a man with greying hair opened the door. He looked surprised.

"Sirius? It's good to see you. It's been a few years, eh?" He asked and chuckled, "come in, come in."

"Ted? Who's at the door?" A woman called from the other room.

"It's family dear! Your cousin, Sirius Black," Ted said, as they walked into the kitchen. Harry jumped when a butcher knife embedded itself into the wall next to Sirius' head. Sirius gulped.

"Hello cousin," he said, smiling weakly.

"Don't you 'hello' me, Sirius! How could you just drop in on us after not talking for fifteen years? Jesus I haven't seen you since you were arrested!" Andromeda Tonks shouted angrily. Sirius chuckled nervously.

"Well, you see—" Sirius started before being slapped. Harry winced at the loud crack the slap made.

"I don't want to hear your excuses! Oh, it's good to see you, Sirius," Andromeda hugged Sirius tightly.

"You too, Andy," Sirius said, still a little wary.

"You must be Harry," Andromeda said, looking at Harry from over Sirius' shoulder. Harry nodded and waved weakly.

"Hello."

"It's nice to meet you, Harry. I'm Andromeda Tonks, Sirius' cousin," Andromeda said, releasing Sirius and shaking Harry's hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Tonks."

"Please, call me Andromeda," she said.

"Andy? We've got some important stuff to tell you. Do you have a sitting room or somewhere we won't be disturbed?" Sirius asked, tugging his collar anxiously.

"Follow me," she said, gesturing for them to follow her, "now, what did you want to talk to us about?" She asked, sitting down.

"Well, I know you won't like hearing this, and I wouldn't tell you this unless I thought we needed your help, and—"

"Sirius, spit it out," Andromeda said harshly. Sirius winced but nodded.

"Lord Voldemort has returned," He said grimly. Andromeda gasped.

"This had better not be a joke, Sirius, or I'll—"

"I wish it was, Andy. He's really back. Harry saw him ressurect," Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder. All of them sat for a moment, the silence was solemn.

"We're bringing the Order back. The first meeting's on Thursday. I understand if you don't want to come," Sirius said.

"Of course we'll come. We're family and family sticks together. That includes you, Harry," Andromeda said, winking. Harry smiled.

"Glad to have you on board, cousin. Harry and I must be going. All will be explained at the meeting, don't forget!" Both Sirius and Harry walked out the door.

"Wasn't that kind of too brief of a meeting, Sirius?" Harry asked. Sirius shook his head.

"No, Andromeda doesn't like to get too personal and sad, especially around kids like you. Even if I wanted to talk for longer about Voldemort, I don't think she'd let me," he explained, clapping his shoulder, "Let's head home."

Thursday night came quickly and Harry felt more and more nervous. He knew even as a teen he would play a key role in the war effort and that terrified him. He hoped the order would at least take him seriously. Soon, Harry found himself at the right hand of Dumbledore, facing at least twenty five witches and wizards who eyed him curiously.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," Dumbledore said kindly. Many murmured hello's and a few waved in a friendly manner, "We all know why we are here. It is unfortunate yet necessary. Lord Voldemort has returned."

A few people sniffed when Dumbledore said his name, most winced like the name caused them physical pain. Harry frowned. If a name caused such a reaction what would they do if the actual wizard were to face them? Harry was already worried.

"At this time we are unprepared for another war however we must unite. Each of us can bring something to the table in order to fight the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord. Harry Potter has seen Lord Voldemort with his own and eyes and viewed his resurrection. Would you like to say a few words, Harry?"

"Erm— Yes. Hello everyone. I am Harry Potter. At the age of one I defeated the Dark Lord Voldemort. You of course already know that. I will be dedicating all of my strength into this organization and I hope you can as well. We don't have a safe path ahead of us. Even when he had just been resurrected, Voldemort was strong. If we don't unite, we'll fall. Um, thank you." Harry said nervously.

"Not exactly gold star material, but also not terrible," Sirius whispered. Harry swallowed anxiously. Dumbledore politely clapped along with a few other members. Most just looked ever curious at the boy who lived. Harry wished he was anywhere but at that table.

"Thank you for those words, Harry. Now, onto business," Dumbledore said smoothly. The rest of the meeting was mostly old friends catching up and mission assignments, Harry wanted to finish this war more than anyone, but he found himself slowly becoming bored.

"Wotcher, Harry," someone whispered from behind him. The person looked like Sirius, but Sirius was still next to him, intently listening to the assignments. Suddenly, right before his eyes, Sirius who wasn't Sirius turned much more feminine. She still had the heavy lidded eyes and the mischievous grin, but this woman had bright pink hair.

"Um, hello. You're obviously not Sirius. At least, not any more," Harry said, trying to keep from staring.

"True, but you're pretty close. I'm Nymphadora Tonks, but it'd be in your best interest to call me Tonks. You already met my mum and dad, Andromeda and Ted," She said, nodding to her parents across the table. Harry nodded, still stunned.

"So, how exactly did you—"

"Transform from my dear cousin into this beautiful form? I'm a metamorphmagus. It means I can change my body and face to look like anyone," She grinned with pride.

"Anyone?"

"Anyone."

"I must say, that is very impressive and seems pretty damn useful," Harry said. Tonks' smile widened.

"Oh you have no idea. Back in school I took after Sirius pulled quite a few extraordinary pranks," Tonks snickered. Harry scooted closer to her.

"Tell me, please?" He pleaded. Tonks laughed and told him a few pranks that she had pulled in her Hogwarts days.

"There was one where I actually got two people to fall in love! First I posed as Jeremiah Hec—"

"Thank you everyone! This has been a very important first meeting. I hope you all will carry out each of your missions successfully! Remember to be wary of everything! the Dark Lord hides in the shadows, waiting for us to slip. We must not let that happen," Dumbledore announced. Tonks looked up at him for a moment before chuckling.

"Guess the meeting's over, I guess that's our queue to leave. I suppose I'll see you later, Harry."

"Um, see you, then" Harry waved awkwardly.

The next fortnight was quiet. There were no reports of any major death eater activity. Occasionally there would be a small bout but no one turned up dead or missing, not even muggles. Harry didn't like it. He constantly felt on edge, as if Voldemort would suddenly appear and kill him, again. Of course, the logical side of Harry's mind told him that Voldemort couldn't possibly know he was alive. He still felt paranoid regardless.

One good thing that had happened was he was starting to become better friends with Tonks. He'd never had an older sister but if he did, he imagined Tonks would be a lot like one. He supposed Fleur came close but their dynamic seemed more relaxed. Harry could let his hair down more with Tonks.

"Hey, kiddo," Tonks said, ruffling Harry's hair.

"You know I hate that," Harry whined, swatting at Tonks. She laughed.

"That's why it's fun, dork! Where's the old dog?" She asked, looking around.

"Off on some mission. It seems I never see him anymore," He replied, sighing.

"Yeah I imagine that does kinda suck. At least you've got your dear cousin, probably, Tonks!" She grinned and spread her arms wide.

"You're right,"

"Of course I am! I'm great!"

"No I mean that it sucks," Tonks stuck her tongue out at him and Harry laughed.

"Well come on, Harry. Since you're not up to anything, we're going on patrol. Ol' Dung bailed on me so you're his replacement," she said, twirling her wand between her fingers.

"Are you sure? What if I mess up?"

"Don't worry, you're already doing better than Dung!"

"Really?"

"Yeah! You're not drunk off your arse!" Tonks giggled, "let's get going!"

A.N.

Hi everyone I'm so sorry for the mega delayed updates and I'm trying to find the time to write but sophomore year is figuratively kicking my ass! You probably don't care but for those that do, I will try to find time but I can't promise anything. Thanks for reading! Don't forget to review!