Two weeks later and Danny finally "relaxed" around Sirius. It took a few days but Sirius finally did something to help Danny. It wasn't anything huge, just offered to help clear out the living room to give the order another room to use, or the occupants to relax in other than the kitchen and bedrooms. Danny spent his days either with Miss Fisher, Amity Park or in Grimmauld Place. He'd been practicing teleporting with Sam and Tucker. He no longer got dizzy and was working on range now. He knew Amity Park so well, it was the perfect training ground.

His tutoring was coming along well also. His grades had improved impressively. Danny knew he could do well when he focused, he'd proven that to both himself and Mr Lancer. Without ghosts attacking and proper sleep, Danny could focus fully on his lessons with Miss Fisher. And of course it helped that she was a good teacher.

Danny spent Fridays and Sundays in Grimmauld Place like Dumbledore requested and had a good relationship with all the present Weasleys, Hermione and gradually Sirius. Kreacher was another case. The strange house elf didn't seem to know what to make of the halfa. Hermione was a mudblood in his eyes. The Weasleys were blood traitors, which Danny quickly understood to mean as an insult. Sirius was the son to break his dear mistress's heart. But Danny… Kreacher usually ignored him unable to read what to make of him, even when the halfa spoke directly to him. Eventually Danny gave up trying to communicate with the creature.

Most of the order members that visited regularly got on with Danny also. Lupin even asked to go for walks with the halfa in order for them to talk freely. Besides Dumbledore, Lupin was the person Danny was closest with in the order. Danny had also met a few more members of the order such as Elphias Doge, Mundungus Fletcher, Sturgis Podmore and Hestia Jones. Very few had anything to say about Danny's age but all were welcoming.

However one evening, Ron and Ginny were playing wizard chess. Fred and George were in their bedroom plotting pranks on Danny, they hadn't caught him yet, and making Weasleys Wizard Wheezes products. Hermione was reading and Mr Weasley and Sirius were talking. Mrs Weasley was cleaning up after dinner. Danny had been in his room that he shared with Ron finishing off some homework. Miss Fisher rarely gave him much but she'd assigned some math problems.

"Hey Danny, wanna go?" Ron called as Danny walked into the kitchen. Danny raised an eyebrow.

"At chess? I'll pass. Not a fan," Danny answered.

"Why not?" Hermione asked, peering over her book. Danny shrugged as he sat down.

"A guy at home is kind of obsessed with the game. We don't get on and I guess it's coloured my opinion of the game itself," Danny admitted.

Ginny called a move to her pawn and took Ron's knight.

"Well that guy isn't here now," Ginny pointed out as she removed the broken knight pieces. Danny smiled but didn't change his mind. Less than ten minutes later, there was hammering on the front door. Mrs Black's painting woke up and began screeching obscenities. Sirius jumped to his feet to answer the door and shut up the painting.

"Bit late isn't it?" Ron remarked. Danny frowned and silently agreed with Ron.

"Dumbledore?!" a male voice shouted and the painting began screaming again. Danny and Mr Weasley stood up recognising it as Mundungus's voice.

"Wasn't he on duty tonight?" Danny whispered. Mr Weasley bit his lip and nodded seriously.

"Blimey, what's going on?!" George cried out over the banisters.

"Where's Dumbledore?" Mundungus demanded.

"Not here. What's wrong?" Mr Weasley answered as they entered the dark hallway.

"Harry got attacked by dementors," Mundungus informed them.

"What?!" Sirius exclaimed.

"Hold that thought. I'll get Dumbledore," Danny decided. He'd never tried to teleport to Hogwarts before or with anyone but he would be the fastest. He could go straight to the school without worrying about spells preventing him.

"Wait Danny!" Mr Weasley called.

"I'll be quick. Don't worry," Danny assured the wizard distractedly and left the house.

He took a breath and focused on exactly what Dumbledore's office in Hogwarts looked like in his mind. He checked around himself and certain no one was looking, changed into his ghost form. Focusing on his inner image and his ghost energy, he teleported. In a cloud of green smoke, Danny appeared in Dumbledore's office.

"Danny?!" Dumbledore shouted in surprise. Danny turned to Dumbledore and nodded.

"I know. I know. I'm not meant to teleport long distances but I've been practicing and it's an emergency. Harry was attacked by dementors and Mundungus is at headquarters looking for you. I'll take you," Danny quickly replied and held out a gloved hand. Dumbledore blinked in surprise and took the teen's hand.

"Never tried this, so don't blame me if it doesn't work," Danny warned before teleporting back to Grimmauld Place.

They reappeared in a dark corner that Danny had used before to practice teleporting to Miss Fisher's road. Danny changed back to human ignoring his dizziness and they raced back to headquarters. Danny knocked on the door. Sirius answered the door and gasped.

"Bloody hell! How?" he exclaimed in disbelief.

"I have my ways," Danny cryptically answered and pushed past the wizard. Dumbledore followed the teen inside. They headed straight to the kitchen where Mundungus was dodging Mrs Weasley's questions.

"Mundungus, what happened?" Dumbledore asked loudly, surprising everyone in the room.

"Dumbledore. Er… well a business deal came up and I swear I was only gone for an hour or so. But while I was away, two dementors attacked Harry and a muggle," Mundungus began, nervously.

"Did Harry use magic?" Dumbledore interjected.

"Well Figgy didn't chase 'em away," Mundungus retorted.

Dumbledore scowled, his anger barely concealed.

"Mundungus, take Danny to Arabella's. I'll send an owl shortly. I'm heading to the Ministry to stop them expelling Harry. Remus will keep you up to date Danny," Dumbledore decided. Mundungus glanced at Danny.

"Wait! You're sending the kid to guard Potter?" Mundungus demanded.

"That's right. Now, get going," Dumbledore confirmed sternly. Mundungus glanced at Danny who raised a challenging eyebrow.

"Fine, grab on," Mundungus relented. Danny complied calmly and was apparated to Privet Drive.

"I'm going to kill that man," Mrs Weasley hissed.

"Professor, they can't actually expel Harry, can they?" Hermione interjected worriedly.

"They can Miss Granger, and they will unless I can convince them otherwise. Now, before I go. Arthur, send an owl to prevent Harry running away. That will be his first instinct," Dumbledore ordered and turned on his heel, leaving the house and apparating straight to the Ministry of Magic.

Danny and Mundungus appeared in a dark alley two roads over from Privet Drive.

"Come on. Potter's in number four Privet Drive. Figgy's on Wisteria Walk," Mundungus mumbled and started walking.

"By Figgy, I assume you mean Arabella Figg," Danny interjected softly. Mundungus grunted in affirmation and marched down the empty suburban street.

"Here. I'll er, I'll let you explain," Mundungus announced quietly before shuffling away.

"Wait, can't you… and he's gone. Why does Dumbledore keep him around?" Danny grumbled sensing this was not going to be the last time the wizard would let down the order.

Danny sighed and knocked on the door Mundungus led him to. A short, elderly woman cracked open the door.

"Hello, can I help you young man?" she greeted Danny cautiously.

"Dumbledore sent me. With Mundungus but he just ran off," Danny answered.

"And I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. Now shoo, before I call the police. Harassing old women late at night, you should be ashamed of yourself," Mrs Figg grumbled with a hint of concern. Danny scowled in the direction Mundungus ran off in.

"I'm in the order. Danny Fenton," Danny tried again, seriously hoping that the squib had been informed at some point.

"I'm calling the police," Mrs Figg declared and shut the door.

Danny blinked in alarm. Not because he could get arrested, invisibility and intangibility would prevent that easily. But his orders were to go to Mrs Figg and wait for Dumbledore's owl.

"Mrs Figg, please," Danny called through the letterbox, feeling foolish. He could just phase inside or use his "wand" and open the door. Now he knew how Jazz felt when he played dumb with her.

"Go away," Mrs Figg shouted back. Danny sighed. His first mission for the order and he was failing miserably. He shook his head and decided to wait until Dumbledore's owl arrived explaining the situation to Mrs Figg.

"Mrs Figg, I'll be waiting at the curb. Dumbledore's sending an owl soon. That'll explain everything. I'm not leaving though," Danny informed her through the letterbox and then stepped away from the door.

He sat on the cracked curb and scanned the street for any sign of trouble. He should probably scout the area and check in on Harry, but he couldn't leave until Mrs Figg understood he was an ally. It was a sticky evening and Danny scowled at the feeling. It felt strangely familiar. Like when Vortex started that drought in Amity Park. Danny growled softly to himself.

"Vortex," he hissed as he realised the ghost was behind the strange weather. Miss Fisher had commented on it a few times. He should have realised sooner but this was the first time he sat quietly outside with no other reason than to wait. Danny looked to the sky and scowled at the cloudless sky. It shouldn't be this warm, this late with no clouds.

"You're lucky I'm busy Vortex, and that I left my thermos behind," Danny muttered angrily, he left a thermos in Grimmauld Place, stored secretly in the bedroom, and another in Hogwarts in his room. Like in Amity Park, Danny was going to leave thermoses where he usually was. He had emergency thermoses all over the town, especially after the whole Walker/Mayor fiasco.

He spent the time doing some stargazing despite light pollution drowning out the stars. About an hour later, Mrs Figg opened the front door. Danny turned to her. She bit her lip.

"Sorry. I didn't think anyone your age was in the order. Come in," Mrs Figg apologised. Danny smiled.

"Nah, I understand. Everything okay now?" Danny replied, getting to his feet and brushing the dirt off his jeans. Mrs Figg sighed.

"Dumbledore wants you to watch Harry. Keep an eye out for anyone trying to provoke him again. Make sure he doesn't use magic. They're working on how to get Harry to headquarters. Emergency meeting tonight but someone will come to catch you up," Mrs Figg informed him. Danny nodded.

"By the way, you're supposed to stay with me for now," Mrs Figg added as she led Danny into the living room.

The house smelt of cats and cabbage and everywhere Danny looked, he saw cats. There had to be at least seven cats in the living room alone. The house felt old too. The furniture was faded and aged but was easily a muggle home. Television and landline phone were present, but then again, Mrs Figg was a squib.

"Are you hungry? I could make you a sandwich," Mrs Figg offered.

"Actually, I'd prefer to take a walk through the surrounding streets. Get an idea of the layout. Where did the dementors attack? Side road, park?" Danny replied.

"It's very late," Mrs Figg began.

"I know, but the quicker I know my way around, the better. I may be young, but I can hold my own. Don't worry," Danny interjected. Now wasn't the time to pretend to be inexperienced or be cautious. Harry could be in danger. Staying in one place, he was a sitting duck, but Danny knew that if the young wizard ran, he'd be labelled a criminal. They had to play their cards carefully.

Mrs Figg nodded slowly and Danny told her he'd be back in an hour or so. He'd have to go for another scout in the morning to see everything during the day and get an idea of who was meant to be in the neighbourhood. He quickly memorised the address and began to walk in a direction. Mrs Figg told him where the attack took place before he left. Danny returned to the squib's home as he promised and was given a few blankets so he could sleep on the couch.

So Harry's going to be joining everyone at Grimmauld place soon.

And… not a ghost sighting, but Danny's sensed Vortex's handiwork.

Let me know what you guys think so far.

Until the next chapter.