He woke with a start. ginny was already awake, yawning, and was already making way towards the shower. She motioned sleepily for him to follow, and after a long shower, they made their way dowstairs, ready for breakfest. There was a surprise when they sat down. Fred and George were there, but they were being much to quiet for their normal behavior. Eyeing them suspicisouly, Harry took a seat. As soon as he did so, the whole table roared with laughter. Even Mr. Weasley chortled a bit before returning to the prophet.

He frantically reached up and felt his face, and, feeling nothing wrong, looked at the twins and asked frantically and angrily, "What did you do?"

Their eyes sparkling with mischief, they handed him a mirror and said, "Nice new dew. But we liked black better."

Looking at himself, he realized with dread, that his hair had turned the same fiery red as the rest of the Weasleys. He asked, with his eyes shut in an attempt to keep control of himself, "Why? And when will it fade."

Fred and George grinned from ear to ear as they said, "Ah, that's the thing, it won't fade until you kiss someone with black hair. And we couldn't let the newest member of the Weasley family go unpranked, could we Fred?"

Fred shook his head, and said in an innocent voice, "Naw, it would be rude."

Getting up in disgust, he flooed to McGonagell's fireplace, and made his way down to the great hall. When he got there, a few people asked about his recent marriage, and all of them asked about his new hair.

Not until tonks walked up did he have the slightest clue how to turn it back.

"Wotcher Harry! Why's your hair-?"

He interupted her by saying, "Nevermind. Can you turn your hair black for a second?"

She did so immediately, and said, in a puzzled voice, "Sure, but why?"

Without warning Harry kissed her and ran, and knew right away that it worked. He heard a small popping sound, and he hoped that even though her hair wasn't always black that it would work.

The Weasleys had arrived a few minutes after the escapade with tonks. The twins looked upset that they didn't get to see Harry 'break the curse', and sulked for a while. He had refused to tell them who he had kissed, and they seemed quite put out by it.

Ginny walked over to him, wrapped her arms around his waist and waited. Finally, Lupin stoop up and said, "Alright. We all know why we're here, and i don't want to waste valuable time that can be used to combat Voldemort. Show of hands for me?"

Three people.

"Moody?"

Five people.

"Arthur?"

Two.

"Harry?"

Near sixty.

Harry sighed. Great. That's just what i need. to be the leader of this thing. I'm so glad i have Ginny, otherwise i'd be going insane right about now. I guess i should do what Lupin told me to do and appoint someone commander in chief. But who? He quickly summed up all the different traits and impulses of each candidate.

He raised his hand for silence. It fell imediatelly. Wow. When did i earn all this respect. "I will try my best to not let you down. There will be a few thing's changing. The majority of what we will be doing to thwart Tom will be handled by my Commander in Chief, Mr. Remus Lupin."

There was a smattering of clapping, and then silence.

"With a wife to attend to, some things on the side, and school, i will not have enough time to adress these things myself. I will be working mainly to prevent any traitors from tearing this group apart. Two days from now, you will all meet me here to learn on how we are going to prevent that. That's all for now. Thank you for coming, and remember: two days from now, we are going to meet here. Now, Minerva, could i have a word with you before you leace?"

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Minerva McGonogell frowned down at him. There was a pause, and she said, "So your telling me, you want to go skulk off in the Forbidden Forest, when you've just been nominated The Leader of the Order of The Phoenix? You've got to be kidding me Potter... your security will probably be increased one hundred fold in the next week. But you have that look in your eyes. No matter what i tell you, your going to do it, aren't you? Oh well. Just be careful. And remeber, you have to be back in two days. Good evening Mr. Potter."

He sighed and skulked out of the office. He always felt guilty when it came to dissapointing his head of house.

Walking down to Hagrids cabin, he stopped. It shouldn't take more than a few hours to find it. He had an inkling where it was at. Ginny and the other's were waiting for him when he arrived.

She looked at him fearfully. "You'll be ok, won't you? I won't have to go in there and pick up pieces of my new husband will I?" There was a hint of stell in her voice, as if he should be ashamed of even thinking of being mauled by the many dangerous beasts that live in the forest.

Harry only smiled and walked up to the forest. It was going to be a long walk.

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Three hours later, he was getting frusterated. He had entered some sort of cave complex, and he coudn't find where he was. He had brought a bird with him from the forest. It was still alive, and his heart squirmed at what he was going to do to it. An hour later, he knew he had found it. It was simple, yet there was ten littel altars carved into the wall. His dad had been right. He knew which one he needed to activate.

Suddenly, apprehension grew in him. He didn't know what this was! He didn't know if this was light or dark magic, and yet here he was. Still, if his Dad had done this, and obviously benefited from it, then it couldn't be all that bad.

Kneeling before the alter he took out the bird. He had stunned it, and with a quick Enervate! it woke immediately, and tried to fly away. Hating himself for what he was doing, he started to strangle it.

It was an insane feeling. The blook was pounding through his brain as he watched it die, and the blood lust that ripped through his brain made him feel more laive than he could ever remember feeling.

Just then, the altar blazed a brilliant, bright, glaring green and, before Harry could react, drew him in.