THE WAND CHOOSES THE WIZARD CHAPTER 6
"What?!" The Dark Lord screamed. "What did you say?!"
The unnamed Death Eater cowered before him. "P-Potter has vanished f-from Hogwarts."
Lord Voldemort paced back and forth, trying to understand. Maybe Potter had gone to one of the optional schools, but probably not. Extra education was not permitted until sixth year or after. He himself had considered them, but Horcruxes had called to him. Perhaps Potter was training in a hero school of sorts, one where Dumbledore had put him early?
Or he could have run away from school, away from the fate that Dumbledore surely would have told him of. . . .
Or maybe that cursed Order of the Phoenix had hidden Potter! Yes, that must be it! But
where?
It would be logical to hide him in the Headquarters to keep an eye on him. But it would also be logical to hide Potter away from the Headquarters, in case they thought that he would believe Potter was at their Headquarters. But then, maybe they would do a double bluff and hide Potter at the Headquarters with the assumption that the Dark Lord would assume they had hidden him away.
Or a triple bluff! They might assume the Dark Lord would think they had hidden Potter away, so they had hidden him at Headquarters, but they would assume that the Dark Lord would be onto them, so they would actually hide Potter far, far away. Such brilliance!
Lord Voldemort sat down. He quite suddenly had a migraine.
"Oh . . . you are dismissed." he said to the Death Eater still kneeling there. Gratefully, the man kissed the hem of his robes and hurried out.
…...
Mundungus Fletcher took a sip of whatever was in his cup as Severus Snape quietly shut the door behind him. He took the last remaining seat, on Remus Lupin's right side. Albus Dumbledore sat at Snape's right. A few maps were spread out around the table. Some food and drink were as well.
"Now that we are all here, we may begin." Dumbledore said over the muttered conversations. They all were silenced immediately.
Dumbledore nodded his thanks. Then he turned to the man on his left.
"Severus, does Voldemort know anything concerning the whereabouts of Harry Potter?"
Snape considered telling Dumbledore about the Order's double or triple bluff the Dark Lord suspected.
"No."
There were slight nods and sighs of relief around the table. Sirius reached forward and grabbed a sweet from a silver bowl.
Molly swatted at his hand. "Sirius! You've had enough."
Sirius got a surly look on his face. He ate what he had but did not reach for another.
"You won't eat dinner if you keep eating know," she continued.
Remus smiled. "And we'd all hate to miss that."
Snape rolled his eyes. Maybe he should tell them about the Dark Lord's suspicions, just to give them all headaches. Dumbledore, of course, would understand, but the others would be lost after the second or third sentence. Black would probably be lost from the first word.
"Well then," Dumbledore said, smiling serenely, " It looks as though this meeting of the Order of the Phoenix may be adjourned. Unless anyone else has anything to share?"
In turn, everyone around the table looked at each other, then shrugged and shook their head.
"Excellent." Dumbledore clapped his hands. "Adjourned!"