A/N: Hey! Sorry for the short chapter but it felt like a good place to stop in order to keep an air of mystery at this point in the story! I like to think I update semi quick so hopefully you won't have to wait too long for the next update! As always I own nothing that is recognizable. Please like/review/ favourite! It is truly my motivation.
Severus walked through the front door of 12 Grimmauld Place. The drab grey interior surrounded him as he walked from the front door directly to the kitchen where tonight's meeting would take place. He passed several members of the order on his way but he was in even less of a socializing mood than normal. He was in no mental state to fake pleasantries or even offer a nod of recognition. He spent the last week pacing his study in contemplation. He knew what the nature of the meeting would be and yet he had no idea what to expect. This sort of uncertainty did not sit well with the ever prepared spy.
As Severus pushed through the swinging door he took in his surroundings. Mrs. Weasley was busying herself cooking, something the witch did to take her mind off the possible events of the upcoming evening. Mr. Weasley and Lupin sat at the kitchen table already speaking in hush but not secret tones. As of right now it seemed to be of the on goings of the ministry. Severus could hear the other members that he made no notice of as he came in, on the other side of the door still.
Mrs. Weasley notice Severus standing near the doorway, "Hello Severus, will you be joining us for supper after the meeting?"
Severus swallowed the sarcastic quip that came to mind and shook his head, "No Molly I will be leaving once the meeting has adjourned, I have plans this evening." He didn't mention that his plans were to sit in his dark study and drink himself to sleep on fire whiskey.
She nodded and turned back to the group of pots on the go. She was humming a nameless tune as she cooked and for a second, Severus envied her. She was in the middle of the same war as he, albeit in a vastly different role, but she still managed to be able to hum. She still managed a genuine smile in a time of true evil.
Severus shook his head to stop this train of thought, thoughts like that would get him killed. Just then he heard thunderous steps come towards the kitchen. At once several of the children came barrelling in. The youngest Weasley male heading the pack, they only Weasley girl, Granger and Potter followed. Mrs. Weasley smiled and hugged each one, spending a few extra seconds embracing Potter.
Severus heard the Weasley boy ask when supper would be. Internally Severus scoffed, anytime he saw the boy he was either eating or blundering his magic. Mrs. Weasley announced that supper would take place after the meeting that was to start momentarily. She shooed the underage teens upstairs and told them that she would call them when the meeting was over. They argued feebly about attending the meeting but Mrs. Weasley was firm. The children were heard walking back up the stairs and a bedroom door closed. Satisfied they were gone she waved her wand over the simmering pots and placed a stasis charm upon them just as Dumbledore walked into the kitchen. The straggling Order filed in after him and silently took their seats. Now the meeting could begin.