That's The Plan

"Wake up sleepy head" Harry opened his eyes Ginny was setting on his bed shaking him gently.

"Morning good looking. I like your face being the first thing I see in the morning." He sat up and kissed her blushing cheek. "What time is it?"

"Almost 9:30 now get your lazy arse up and get showered." She started to stand but he pulled her back on the bed.

"What a foul mouth you have" he giggled as she stood back up

"I know. Now hurry up my Dad will be ready soon." She blew him a kiss, turned and left.

Harry looked over at Ron's bed, but he was sleeping like a log, just snoring away. After a quick breakfast of porridge and toast, Harry and Mr. Weasley headed to the Ministry. There was a small desk near where they apparated in. There was a chubby witch there with long black hair and a permanent scowl on her face. "Mr. Harry Potter is here for his Apparation license." Mr. Weasley told the witch.

She looked up at him and attempted to smile. "Oh good morning Arthur, Lets see Harry….Oh yes here he is. You know where it is, just go on down." She watched as they left and went back to scowling.

"Nice lady even though she hates her job." Arthur whispered climbing into the

"I see that." Harry was trying to smile but he was nervous about his exam.

The doors shut and the lift hurtled backwards then dropped several floors "Apparation commission and licensing" the voice in the lift chimed. As they stepped out of the lift, Harry looked around. The floors were light grayish tile with the Ministry seal in the center of the room. There was a small desk straight ahead; by a door, the room had several chairs, tables, and magazines to the right. Behind the desk was a much happier looking witch, who was tapping her fingers on the desk reading a book. "Mr. Harry Potter here for testing."

She looked up and smiled as she extended her hand to shake his, "Mr. Potter it's a pleasure to meet you my name is Katrina McNeely."

"Er Likewise miss McNeely" Harry shook her hand, as she giggled "Katrina please"

"Uh hum" Mr. Weasley cleared his throat. "Yes, well then Katrina, Harry's here for his Apparation license." The blonde shorthaired witch slightly blushed "Yes right. If you would like to wait out here for Mr. Potter, he may go in they are expecting him." She pointed to the door near the desk and sat back down. About 20 minutes later Harry came out smiling holding a scroll. "I got it Mr. Weasley, all set"



"Well done Harry, I knew you wouldn't have any troubles" Arthur patted him on the back "you can apparate back to The Burrow if you wish. I have to get to work. I will walk you up to the Apparation point."

"I am having lunch with Remus later so I think I am headed there first." Harry turned back to the blonde witch at the desk. "See ya around Katrina, nice to meet you."

She smiled "Nice to meet you too Harry Potter."

After Mr. Weasley said goodbye for the day, Harry apparated to a small clearing outside Grimmauld place. He stared at the decrepit Georgian houses as number eleven and number thirteen pushed aside revealing number twelve. Harry just stood there staring at the house Sirius had left him.

"Harry my Boy," Lupin said opening the front door stepping out. "Are you ready to go?"

"Where are we heading?" Harry asked

"Groceries" Lupin strode down the steps and number twelve hid itself behind the drainpipe again. "Do you mind walking a little Harry?"

"No not at all" Harry said as the two headed off to downtown. They waged in idle chitchat while walking down through Muggle London. Harry telling Remus about his license and thanking him again for his gift.

"Harry has anything else strange happened?"

"Not really, how come?"

"Well I was reading a book Tonks gave me. There is a lot of fairy tales in it…"

Harry interrupted "Fairy tales?"

"Yeah. You know how folklore and legends are born right Harry?"

"I think so. Aren't they born from truths?"

"Sometimes they are Harry. My point is I was reading one about a dark wizard in the 7th century who had amassed quite a following. Tormenting all around him. Sound familiar?"

Harry stopped "like Voldemort?"

"Precisely Harry. Anyways to make a long story short, legend says He was stopped by angry spirits wanting him to pay for his sins." Remus sat down on a bench.

"But Remus, I am not a spirit."



"No, but you said it was a spirit that talked to you right?"

Harry stood there trying to figure out what Remus was getting at. "So are you saying that I have powers of a wizard and a spirit?"

Lupin smiled "Perhaps Harry. Perhaps." Harry took a seat next to Lupin.

"That would explain the words powers neither you nor any other creature has ever had. Hey Remus are there more books about spirits and their powers anywhere back at Grimmauld Place?" Harry pointed in the direction they had just come.

"I guessed you would ask me that, and have taken the liberty of getting you a few." Remus stood back up "Let's get going, I am getting hungry"

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After a large lunch of cheese and onion pie and butterbeer, the two sat there patting their bellies, laughing at each other's jokes. "You better work up an appetite or Molly will skin us both. You know how she is about feeding you."

Harry laughed "She has been good to me Remus, like my own mother."

"Molly is a good person Harry. She mothers everybody, but she has a soft spot for you. So what did you want to tell me about?"

Harry took a swig of his butterbeer. "I can't give you all the details because I made a promise to Dumbledore. There's something I need the order to help with. I need to know everything I can about Tom Riddle. His contacts, friends, idols, everything you can find out."

Remus sat there thinking. "That's a lot of information to be sought Harry, it could take a long while to do. Time is not something there is a lot of right now. There is a war going on and The Dark Lord must be stopped."

"There will be time let me take care of that."

"Harry, I am confused, How are you going to buy time?" Riddle stood up and began pacing.

"I am going to kill him Remus." Harry was now standing too.

"Harry if you kill him why do you need to know more about him?"

"Voldemort will come back again. Don't ask me how I know, I can't tell you, but trust me I know." Harry's voice was shaking.



Remus stopped pacing and walked over to back pack on the counter. "Alright Harry I will talk to the rest of the Order tonight. In the mean time take these, I hope they will help." He handed Harry the pack.

Harry took it he already knew it was the books he and Remus had talked about earlier. "I will go over these with Hermione tonight. I have something else to ask."

"Sure Harry what is it?"

"May I come and stay here for a while? To use as headquarters for Ron, Hermione and me. I promise we won't interfere with any Order meetings, you will hardly see us."

"Harry… this is your house and you are free to do with it as you wish." Remus was smiling again.

"Thank you Remus. Right, well we will bring our stuff in a day or so. I need to get back to The Burrow soon." Harry started for the door.

"Harry, are you ready to take on You-Know-Who?"

Harry looked back at Remus "Soon Remus. At least that's the plan"