AN: I am sorry for the very late update to the story but life can kick us down sometimes but then again it can help us right back up again Anyways yes here is the next chapter with a bit of a twist cause we all like them don't we?

Chapter 15 – Chaotic Order

"What would you have me do Albus? Tell you every secret that I hold within my mind if only to satiate your desire to know where my godson is?"

This particular argument had come and gone multiple times throughout the holidays ever since the headmaster had reformed the famed Order of the Phoenix in response to Voldemort's return and has asked Sirius to let them use his home as their headquarters.

'Back and forth they go, yet again.' Was the thought that went round in the heads of those around them, some keeping score of Black winning every argument against the headmaster to the chagrin of the members who had served in the previous war and came to regard Albus with the utmost respect.

But despite each argument and consecutive loss that was resulted, Dumbledore kept returning with twinkle in eye, always with a thinly veiled demand disguised as a request, for the location of where Harry was spending his holidays.

"It'd certainly shut the two of you up no doubt," muttered Tonks as she not so subtly glared at the two wizards.

"Now, now Nymphadora as I have stated, I only wish to know to keep an eye on young Harry to make sure that he is safe from harm. After all, with the threat of Voldemort hiding and gathering his power and followers, the risk of Harry coming to harm by a wayward death eater rises." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as several of the order nodded along with his words.

"Really? Gathering his power and followers? What was it that you said Snape during the last meeting? Oh yes, that's right, right now at the moment, the dark lord has sequestered himself away, silently muttering to himself as if he were speaking to himself and is very paranoid. Certainly doesn't seem like Voldemort that we knew from before Dumbledore." Sirius cackled silently to himself in his head as he saw the twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes die down as he repeated his precious spies own words against him.

Despite Sirius' rather well thought out rebuttal and to the dismay of those in the room, not including those who were taking bets for the argument, the great debate of whether or not Sirius should bend to the headmaster's wishes began again.

As the debate began again, Nymphadora Tonks looked around the room to gauge the reactions of each occupant of the room before turning to the only person besides her cousin that might know Harry best, Remus Lupin.

"Remus, surely you have some thought process in what Sirius should do, I mean you did teach him for a whole year conversed with him like a civilised person and not berate him at every step," Tonks said ending loudly so the intended person could hear it.

Tonks grumbled to herself as the person didn't react as she intended but turned back towards her discussion partner.

"Well my dear Tonks, I don't think I am the person you should be asking that too. Yes, I did teach Harry for a year but that doesn't necessarily mean I know him, our relationship at best would be considered student and teacher. After finding out several things about Sirius, his parents and myself, he didn't want to talk to me."

Tonks looked away as she reflected on Lupins words, her hair cycling colours slowly every so often before settling on a dull pink colour.

"Albus enough! Enough of your constant demanding to know where my godson is staying for his holidays, you are his headmaster, not his guardian. Even if I could tell you where he was, I wouldn't. Ever since the end of his third year, I have exchanged letters with him via his own communication style and from that, I have gained a level of trust and a sense of family with him, so I am not going to betray that trust now by telling!" With each statement he made, Sirius gained confidence at beating down the great Albus Dumbledore at wanting to know everything.

"Even if I could, I still wouldn't tell you the location because it's a secret. But, he did ask me that when not if, you ask me where that I tell you this; south-west of Paris where The Man is. Good luck Albus."

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The hallway leading up to his master's private room was colder than usual as Lucius slowly made his way through the sconce lit room.

Thoughts kept swirling around in his head at what his master might want from him this time as since before his resurrection, he had always been loyal to the dark lord, but ever since that fateful night, the actions and words spoken by the young Potter boy had left him with a sense of…something not right.

Just before Lucius prepared to enter his master's chambers, he stopped before the stained dark oak door and stopped as he began to hear his master begin to gibber and mutter to himself, speaking nonsensical words or mutterings in a language that he hadn't even heard of during his time alive.

"Lucius! Come forth, my friend."

Lucius took a deep breath to compose himself as he strode forwards, only to stop in shock from the sight of his lord and master hunched over his desk, parchment upon parchment littering the desk, floor and even his bed for merlin's sake.

"My lord, I have done as you've asked and gathered what you have ordered with several areas that would be perfect for whatever your plan is, but I still don't understand why you have asked me to do as such." Lucius slowly walked forwards, always keeping in the dark lord's line of sight lest he incur his wrath.

"Ah Lucius my old friend, you need not concern yourself just yet, the items you have gathered are but a piece in the wheel of the plan that will take care of both Dumbledore and Potter with but a wave of my hand." The dark lord bid his servant to leave him as he went back to his small mountain of research.

After bowing and exiting the room, small bits of the memories that Lord Voldemort had either forcibly removed or suppressed made their way to the forefront of Lucius' mind, making him almost whimper as he remembered the feeling of something truly demonic make its presence felt that night.

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"Daphne!" "Tracey!"

Twin squeals of happiness radiated throughout the hall of Greengrass Manor as the two best friends since childhood hug each other firmly with girlish delight.

"Well come on then, you honestly expect me to stay around in the hall all day now can we?" Daphne laughed at her best friend's insistence as she led her upstairs towards her bedroom, where they'd be able to gossip to their heart's content plus do their summer homework away from Daphne's little sister.

As the two girls hunkered away with Tracey slumping herself down onto the plush chair in the corner, she looked around the room and spied something new that she hadn't seen the last time she was around.

"New books in the collection? Seriously Daph? I swear I am this close to calling you out as a closet Ravenclaw and book nerd."

Daphne snorted in an unlady like manner at her friend's words as she gave Tracey a friendly glare in response. "Oh, I do apologise for my wanting to increase my knowledge and keep my place in the top numbers of our schooling."

"Ah yes, we wouldn't want you to lose your precious place at the top with the likes of Potter, Longbottom and Granger. Say, I heard the most outrageous rumour from several of our housemates about both Potter and you." Daphne only raised her eyebrow in fake suspense.

"Well?"

"Well, the rumour that I had heard from several of our housemates is that they had heard that you were going to spend some of the holidays with him and his little group." Tracey waited in suspense for how her friend would react with the news.

"If that is the best the Slytherin rumour can come up with, then even listening to the Brown and Patil would be a better way to spend my time. Oh, and I'm not spending any of the holidays with Harry, as he is in France currently." If Tracey's face could get any more disappointed, her face would be like a painted face of a clown.

For several seconds none of them spoke or made a sound, Daphne broke down laughing at her friend's face interrupting the silence.

Tracey pouted in silence as Daphne kept laughing until she was clutching her sides in pain due to so much laughter, and before long, Tracey began to laugh along with her friend with the two of them almost falling to the floor in laughter.

After several minutes of nonstop laughter with breaths in between, the two girls slowly came back down in the realm of sanity before deciding to work on their school work, with some small giggles in between.

A few hours later, after completing assignment after assignment, Tracey became stuck with a part of her newest assignment, ancient runes, and had been stuck for the past half hour.

She looked over at Daphne, who had been completing her own work in complete silence with a determined brow and intense focus, then over to her friend's book collection and was about to ask if she could look through them for assistance but she was interrupted by Astoria.

"Daphne, mother wants you downstairs for something or other."

As Daphne turned away from her work and left Tracey to her own, Tracey's eyes began to wander over to her friend's private collection of books, knowing she shouldn't look through but as much as she wanted to resist the temptation, she quickly got up and walked over to the books.

"Okay, which one of you is going to help me today eh? Ancient beasts? No. Stern Codex? Now that just sounds weird. Hierarchy of magical beasts? No. Demonium et vos? What? A-ha! Runes of any type, perfect." With thick, black book in hand, Tracey quickly walked back over to her homework and began as quickly as she could, find any help with the answer.

To her surprise, Tracey quickly found the answer that she had been looking for and wrote down what she needed before almost running with the book to place it back in its correct place.

Just before she walked back into her room, Daphne became silent as she heard footsteps quickly walk around her room and closed her eyes slightly in suspicion. With a slow walk as to not make any noise, Daphne slowly opened her door to see Tracey sit quickly back down in her chair before moving her head close to her work.

"Being sneaky are we Trace?" Tracey almost jumped out of her seat as Daphne spoke and glared an evil glare at her laughing friend.

As the two friends went back to their school work, Daphne's eyes slowly made their way over to the where her private collection of books lay, with one of the latches on the side hanging precariously close to falling. With a small smirk aimed at the latch, she returned back to her own work, with a new objective set for herself, that included her best friend.

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Resting upon a normal looking hill stood a seemingly normal house, normal in the sense if you take a house shaped like a rook normal. But in this seemingly 'normal' rook-shaped house dark knowledge was being kept here, a knowledge that in the past created a great calamity but only for a single family.

Down in the basement of the rook-shaped house, an adolescent girl knelt in the exact centre of the room, eyes cast wide over the room as if watching a scene play out in front of her, a woman trying to shield a young girl away from an overwhelmingly bright light and then nothing, repeating over and over again until it came to the now teenaged girl kneeling in the room.

Luna watched the scene of the day when her mother had been killed and her mind subsequently opening up to the sea that was fate.

She signed in remembrance as if she could still remember the feeling of her mother's warm hugs, her small kisses on her brow as she smiled down at her whenever she caught her reading one of her fantasy novels, but it all vanished in a flit of a thought as the feeling of excruciating phantom pain filled her head.

Luna only shook her head slightly to clear the cobwebs from the memories as she looked down onto the floor below her with a critical eye, looking over her carefully drawn runes, each with its own special purpose but when put together, it allowed the caster's mind to be drawn further down the rabbit hole and peer into the future for very specific reasons.

After ensuring that every rune was perfectly written for the specific action she was about to take, she took a deep breath in as she waved both her wand and hand in front of her.

"Ritzch….vasktla….gorbsch….vastlu…tzeen!" With every word of the spell Luna spoke, the air began to get thicker and thicker until it all came to head when a tear in the very fabric of reality tore into being in front of her.

"Search till your minds content little oracle," the softly spoken words of the Fateweaver at the back of her mind rung in her head as she fell deeper into her trance while looking into the future.

For what seemed like an eternity but in fact was only a few minutes went by before images of the future began to unravel in front of her then ravel back up as it continued to pass the currents of time.

Visions of skirmishes to come, battles to come and then wars to come assaulted her mind as she continued to her journey to search for the enemies that may come to oppose the gods of chaos.

Visions of sorrow to come, hope to come and then pleasure to come assaulted her mind next as she got closer and closer to her goal.

But then the visions began to shift and darken before her very eyes, ´This shouldn't be possible, I drew the runes perfectly and combined with my own abilities this should- '

Her search came to a grinding halt as new visions overtook the old ones, visions of blood, multitudes of death and overwhelming hatred lanced into her mind's eyes, pain bursting through whatever barriers she had set up protecting her.

As the visions kept her preoccupied, she did not realise until the very last moment that she was not alone in her search into the visions of the future, someone or something had hitched a ride along with her.

"It has…certainly…been an….age since I had….sensed a presence as yours….little witch!"

When the words penetrated her mind, Luna's astral body frozen in shock as she tried to comprehend the dark and evil feeling words that the thing had spoken.

"I know the scent….of the warp anywhere! Soon little witch….soon you will all…DIE! RUN!….RUN!…RUN!"

With as much speed as she could muster, Luna backtracked her way through the weaving mess of webs that represented the future and returned back to her body with a force that knocked her over onto her back.

With a deep breath with a small bit of fear in it, Luna slowly stood up from her lying down position to collect her thoughts on what had just transpired and turned towards the door leading out of the basement, but not before freezing in cold terror as the dulled sound of maddening laughter rung around the room.

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'Why couldn't I have been born into a different family?'

Ginny's thoughts kept going around in circles, coming back to that one thought as she listened to her mother yell and shout at Fred and George, again, for apparating within with house.

Just after the summer began, what she thought was going to be a usual day for her began with her getting up in the morning, going down for breakfast but quickly stopping in shock at the image of Albus Dumbledore sitting down on one of the chairs that surrounded the kitchen table.

Soon after, discussions were had and a few hours later, she and the rest of the Weasley's that were living at home, had been transported to what was now considered the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, a legendary group of witches and wizards that were brought together to fight Voldemort during the first war.

'If this, is the group that helped stopped Voldemort before Harry destroyed him, then it's no wonder he was winning.'

Every time that a meeting of the order was happening, she and the rest of the underage ones had been relegated to the upstairs with just wonders including but not limited to, bedroom, bedroom, Black Family Library where only select people can go in or another bedroom.

Ever since she had entered her room and sat down on the floor, since she was all by herself thankfully, she had been following the instructions that had been given to her by Neville to further her training and power base.

'Alright Gin, remember how it went again; breath in and then out. Feel the sensation of crawling underneath the barrier that prevents the gift of Grandfather Nurgle from being given and then give it an opening. Okay, what does that mean?' Ginny concentrated on each part of the lesson carefully and tried to focus on the end part.

"Give it an opening, what so I slice my hand open and let it bleed for several minutes? No thank you. Hmm." With each thought that Ginny had, another took its place before the answer hit her.

"Give it an opening. Okay then, here goes nothing," with a deep breath and a focused concentration on the feeling of something crawling underneath her skin, Ginny focused both her magic and warp powers around the centre of her palm, willing it to open and let the gift out. As she began to feel her palm ever so slowly peel back a millimetre at a time, a loud bang interrupted her training, causing her lesson to be a bust but not without bearing fruit.

As Ginny looked towards the door, she could he the faint buzzing of a fly around the room, a fly that hadn't been in the room beforehand as she had made sure there weren't any distractions that would interrupt her lesson.

With a satisfied smile and a jubilant heart, Ginny opened the door to see what had made such a loud commotion that led to the screeching from the portrait of Mrs Black and just as she thought, standing there giving Sirius Black as strong of a hug as he could manage, Harry Potter had entered headquarters with Hermione just behind, smirking at the looks the Order were giving them.

With Sirius arguing on the side of his godson, will it prove useful to bring in more of the order to Harry's side or will they stay with the headmaster? With Voldemort becoming more paranoid and more obsessive over the research that he doing, when will come to a head and will it be the all-powerful stroke of fortune that he needs to wipe out both Dumbledore AND Harry in one swoop? Just what was the entity that Luna had encountered within the warp? Will it become a threat big enough to warrant the attention of the unholy trinity of the dark gods? Find out next time on The Affliction!

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