~Chapter 6~

"Sonea," Lupin urgently whispered. "We're leaving."
"Oh."
"Just fly next to Harry."
"Right." Sonea looked up at Lupin. For some reason, he was one person Sonea felt she might be able to trust. He was so fatherly and kind to her. She decided that he was one person she would be nice to. Lupin pointed to the sky as a bunch of bright red sparks flew up among the stars.
"Mount your brooms, that's the first signal!" As Lupin said that Sonea looked away from him. A strange feeling washed over her as she thought about him. He was one person she would need to find out more about. Sonea swung her leg over the side of her broom and Harry did the same.
Green sparks exploded above them. "Second signal, let's go!" Sonea kicked off as hard as she could from the ground. Each person rose into the air and earth grew smaller below them. Sonea could've screamed in pleasure. The feel of the air around her made her feel at home, even among strangers. But the cold air was a drawback. All of her shirts were tank tops. Goosebumps decorated her tan arms.
"Hard left, hard left, there's a Muggle looking up!" Sonea considered continuing flying straight just to piss off Moody but swerved left with Harry to his left.
The rest of the trip was long boring and cold. Sonea was half sure that she would be frozen to her broom by the end of the ride. The small hairs on her arms were standing straight up and seemed to be frozen like that. She could see her breath fogging in front of her.
When Lupin said it was time to descend, Sonea sighed with relief. Thoughts of warm fires and hot chocolate danced through her mind. She envisioned a big warm house with a bunch of wizards all covered in blankets, all sipping hot chocolate.
Landing only to see grimy houses killed Sonea's fantasies. Slowly getting off of her broom, Sonea stretched to loosen her clenched muscles. To try to warm up she wrapped her arms around her petite form but it barely helped when the wind blew.
"Here," Moody said as he shoved a piece of parchment into Sonea's hand. "Harry's already seen it. Read quickly and memorize."

The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix may be found at
Number twelve, Grimmauld Place, London.

Moody grabbed the paper back once Sonea had it memorize and burned it. "Now what?" she asked Lupin who was near her.
"Think about what you just memorized and look over there," said Lupin pointing to a spot between two houses numbered eleven and thirteen. Sonea nodded and focused on what she read. Number twelve, Grimmauld Place, London
Sonea gasped as a door emerged form out of nowhere from between the doors. Good thing Muggles never notice anything Sonea thought as Moody ushered everyone inside. The door in front of her had black paint that hard been scratched up. A silver knocker in the form of a twisted serpent was there but no keyhole or letterbox. Lupin pulled out his wand and tapped the door once. The sound of a chain could be heard behind the door. Slowly, the door creaked open.
"Get in quick, Harry, Sonea," Lupin whispered. "But don't go far inside and don't touch anything."
Stepping inside was what Sonea had imagined a tomb to be like. A rotting smell was in the almost total darkness. Sonea watched as Moody tapped Harry on the head and Lupin did the same to her. The Disillusionment Charm lifted as Sonea felt a warm feeling trickling over her. She welcomed the feeling. Although it wasn't much warmer than outside. But it was warm enough to make a difference.
"Harry!" Sonea and Harry turned to look at a red headed woman coming towards them. "Oh, Harry, it's lovely to see you! You're looking peaky; you need some feeding up, but you'll have to wait a bit for dinner, I'm afraid. Oh, you must be Sonea," she said looking at Sonea.
"Hello, Mrs. Weasley," said Harry. She gave him a big hug.
"The others are upstairs. I'll show you the way," said Mrs. Weasley. She turned to Moody and Lupin. "The others are already here. They're just waiting for all of you. And her." She looked at Sonea curiously. Sonea couldn't help but wonder if she was looking for a resemblance between her and her father.
"Wait, who's here?" Harry asked.
"Don't worry dear," cooed Mrs. Weasley. "Let's just get you upstairs."
"Where am I going?" Sonea piped in.
"You need to come with us," said Lupin placing a hand on her shoulder. Harry looked like he wanted to stay as well but Mrs. Weasley guided him upstairs. "Come on." Lupin's gentle voice led Sonea more than his hand on her shoulder. He led her down the dark hallway and into a room filled with people sitting and standing around a table. All of them turned their head to look at her as she entered.
Sonea tensed under Lupin's hand. Dumbledore was sitting at the far end of the table with two men standing directly beside him. The one on his right was a man with greasy black hair and a nose like a hawks beak. On his left was a tall pale man who Sonea recognized from the newspaper almost two years ago. Sirius Black.
Now she was confused. The headmaster of Hogwarts working with the Askaban escapee. That was something that she never even imagined she would see. Moody and the rest of the guard went to take seats at the table or stand as well. Lupin stayed by her side.
"Sonea, come take a seat," said Dumbledore in his kind voice. Two chairs suddenly appeared right next to him on his right. The man with the greasy black hair moved away a bit when Sonea sat down next to Dumbledore with Lupin next to her. "How was your trip?" he asked conversationally.
Sonea didn't really feel like answering but she did anyways. "Freezing." He chuckled and took out his wand. With a single wave, a mug of hot chocolate appeared right in front of her. She could still see the steam rising off of it. Whipped cream and marshmallows decorated the top. "Thanks," she muttered. Dumbledore let her drink it in silence. Taking a long sip, she was instantly warmed. As the silence became uncomfortable, Sonea looked up at him. He still had a small smile on his face. "Why am I here?" she asked him. He thought for a second.
"You were in danger at your house," he said simply.
"And my parents? Aren't they in danger?" she demanded calmly.
"We are taking precautions to keep them safe."
"Won't they question why I'm gone?" Sonea didn't mention the fact that they might think that she ran away from home.
"Don't worry about that," said Dumbledore. Sonea wanted to ask more but she bit her tongue. She would later. Silence fell again. A few people shifted uncomfortably.
Dumbledore cleared his throat once Sonea finished her drink. "We need you to tell us everything you know about Voldemort." Sonea felt a childish impulse to stick out her tongue and say "Too bad. I'm not telling you anything!"
Instead, she took a breath and asked, "Is there a reason for this? Knowing Voldemort's past will do no good. Besides, you know most everything, don't you?" Something flashed in Dumbledore's eyes but his expression didn't change otherwise.
"You might know something we don't," the greasy haired man said smoothly with a hint of anger in his voice.
"Sonea, this is Severus Snape. He will be your Potions teacher," Dumbledore explained. Sonea nodded towards him. She looked back at Dumbledore.
"Ask me specific questions an I'll answer some of them. Maybe." Amusement flickered through Dumbledore's eyes.
"Watch your tongue girl," growled Moody. "Dumbledore's a better wizard than you can ever hope to be." He came to stand across the table from her. He had a scowl on his mangled face. She scowled right back.
"I am watching my tongue. I just don't trust people I've barely met, that take me away from my new home, and who shout out to everyone that I'm Voldemort's daughter!" By now she was standing with her hands placed flat on the table. She had almost shouted the last bit. Small tear threatened to show in her eyes.
Gasps came from all around her. Whether it was because they didn't know who she was or if she said the Dark Lord's name, she didn't know or care. Sonea and Moody glared at each other, willing the other to back down. No one interfered. Even Dumbledore just watched. It was like he didn't mind her rudeness. Tension mounted until Moody looked towards Dumbledore.
"If she stays alive, she'll make a good Auror." Sonea's jaw dropped. One second they're glaring at each other, the next he's complimenting her in a strange way.
"I wholeheartedly agree," said Dumbledore. "Now, if we can continue," he said looking towards Sonea. "How did you find out Voldemort returned?" His eyes bore into hers.
"I" Sonea didn't want to tell him in front of all these people. She didn't want to be considered a freak again. Sensing her discomfort, Lupin placed his hand on her shoulder again. Drawing strength from him, she told Dumbledore. "I saw it in my dream. Most of it at least. I could see more if I wanted to but I don't want to." She glared at the people around her, daring them to say a thing about her talent.
"Can you see anything you want to?" Simple question. Difficult answer.
"Yes and no," she said slowly. "If I try, I can see people. Events just randomly come."
"Define 'see people?'" Snape asked.
"I write their name on my hand and as I sleep I can see big events of their past and what they're doing at the time or what they did that day." A quick silence came over everyone. Sonea could envision them all calling her a freak behind her back.
"Dumbledore, I think that's enough for the night." Sonea looked up towards Lupin. He had broken the silence that made her feel uncomfortable. "Maybe some other time would be better to question her. She's probably tired." Sonea smiled at Lupin even though her wasn't looking at her.
"Alright Remus. Just one more," Dumbledore replied. "Do you know what the weapon Voldemort is looking for is?" The question shocked her.
"Weapon? I didn't know he was looking for a weapon," said Sonea slightly confused. Now she wanted to find out more about him. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see people exchanging glances. Dumbledore nodded.
"Alright. Thank-you Sonea. Remus, could you show her to her room?"
"Of course," said Lupin. He stood and Sonea stood as well.
"I'll see you soon, Sonea," said Dumbledore. Sonea only nodded. Leading her out of the room and up many stairs, Lupin didn't say anything. But Sonea didn't mind. She just liked the fact that he was kind to her.