Wow... this chapter is special. I'm sorry if it doesn't really make much sense. And I was lazy... and there is a part that is so in the HP book. But I couldn't think of anything! I just hope you dont mind! I hope that you enjoy this chapter. The other one was better, but I really couldnt think of waht to say.

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"Well, you're in luck!"

Allen and Lenalee looked around to see who had spoken and Allen gave a slight moan of happiness. Lavi had just entered the common room holding a plate of food. He handed it to Allen.

"Thanks so much!" said Allen and without another word he started to eat with much enthusiasm.

Lenalee turned away from Allen with a slightly disgusted look on her face and her eyes met with Lavi's green one. "How'd you get food anyway?"

"Just grabbed some from dinner, although I don't think I got—"

"Mmm… that was good," said Allen, putting down his fork on the clear plate.

"Uh," Lenalee and Lavi just stared at Allen.

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing… just fast. How're you feeling anyway? Got some sleep?" asked Lavi, sitting down at the empty chair beside Lenalee.

"Yeah, a bit," said Allen as he placed the plate down. He ran his hand down his chest again, then moved it up to his neck and cheek.

"What're you doing?" Lenalee had been watching him carefully. He looked at her.

"Nothing…"

Lenalee and Lavi exchanged looks then looked back at their friend. He was avoiding their gazes, looking around the common room, which was slowly filling up as people returned from dinner.

"Oh hi Hermione," said Allen as the bushy haired girl came up to them followed by Ron and Harry.

"What's wrong with you?" Lavi asked, looking at Ron and Harry. They both had angry looks on their faces.

"No Quidditch! Umbridge didn't give permission to Griffindore team! She did right away to Slytherin!" Ron exploded as he sat down.

"But look on the bright side, at least you'll have time to do Snape's essay!" said Hermione. Ron and Harry looked at her aghast.

"You call that a bright side?" Harry said venomously. "No Quidditch and extra Potions!"

With that he pulled out his book and started on his homework.

Allen watched with mild interest as Harry tried to do his homework. He also had work to do, but the sound of Fred, George and Lee showing off one type of Skiving Snackbox. It was rather annoying.

Lavi, however, thought it was hilarious. And that was another reason that Allen had read the same line at least ten times. Casting a glance over at the twins and their friend, he watched as one of the twins ate part of a candy… thing… and puked into a bucket. Then he'd eat the other end and stop instantly.

Finally loosing patience with Lavi, he tossed the book at him. It hit him in the head.

"Ouch… what was that for?" he asked, turning to Allen.

"Just… be quiet for a few minutes, can't you? I've read this sentence at least twenty times!" said Allen, taking his book back.

"Fine, fine," he said, leaving the fire and went over to Fred and George.

Allen was about to read the next line when Hermione made another loud sniffing sound, making him read it over again.

"Just go and stop them, then!" Allen heard Harry say and watched him cross something out on his paper.

"I can't, they're not technically doing anything wrong," she said, trying to concentrate. "They're quite within their rights to eat the foul things themselves, and I can't find a rule that says the other idiots aren't entitled to buy them, not unless they're proven to be dangerous in some way, and it doesn't look as though they are…"

Allen shook his head, getting past one more line.

"Finally finished that paragraph…" he muttered. Lenalee giggled; she had been the only one who had heard him.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were talking about something about O.W.L.'s and Fred and George. Hermione scoffed.

Allen lost the conversation as he turned toward Lenalee. She smiled at him and turned back to her book. Allen did the same but really didn't read anything…he was too busy thinking about the girl beside him.

After reading the whole page over at least twice, some paragraphs many more because of Lavi and Hermione, he stopped.

"I can't read any more… I just read the whole page over and didn't take in anything about it. Not that there was much in it," Allen sighed, closing the book and putting it by his feet.

Lenalee stopped as well. "This book doesn't have much of anything in it as well… I wonder where it could be."

"Anywhere," said Allen, leaning back and closing his eyes. Slowly but surely the common room emptied. Harry and Ron kept glancing at the exorcists with nervous looks. At one point Ron had asked if they were going to go to bed.

"Why does it matter… this chair is rather comfortable," muttered Lavi, slouching.

"Aren't you tired?" asked Hermione.

"Sure… but I don't feel like getting up," he replied, pulling his headband to cover his eye.

"Allen… Allen…" Lenalee was gently poking him. He was dozing with his head on his chest.

"Wake up Allen," she said a little louder. He jerked awake, took one look at the fire and fell sideways out of his chair. It was almost the exact same time that Ron said "Sirius!"

Harry had whipped around and was now staring at the face of a man in the fire. Lenalee squeaked and Lavi jumped, not knowing what had happened. He pulled his headband away from his eyes and gasped.

"Sirius!" Harry, Ron and Hermione all knelt down by the fire while Hermione's cat, Crookshanks, tried to reach him. "Hi!"

"Hi," he said. "How're things?"

"Not that good," said Harry, but before he could continue, there was a spluttering from behind him. They all turned to see Allen staring at Sirius, mouthing silently as Lenalee and Lavi just stared.

"Oh yeah… uh…" Harry said awkwardly. What is ok to tell them about the Order?

"I've heard of you. Exorcists, Dumbledore says. Looking for something called an Innocence that's hidden somewhere in the school… I'm Sirius," he said.

"Wha?" was all Allen managed to say.

"Oh, he hasn't told you about us?" said Sirius, slightly surprised.

"No, I don't think they know about the Order," said Harry hurriedly. He was unsure if it was all right for them to know.

"Another Order?" said Lavi.

"Oh yes, you come from the Black Order, don't you?"

Allen, Lavi and Lenalee all nodded. "How do you know so much about us?"

"Dumbledore. I'm surprised that he hasn't told you about us. We have what's called the Order—"

"Are you sure its ok to tell them?" interrupted Hermione. Sirius turned toward her.

"Yes. You know about them, they should know about you. Anyway, the Order of the Phoenix, a group against Voldemort. Harry, you were going to say something else?" he said, looking back at Harry.

"Oh yeah… The Ministry's forced another decree, which means we're not allowed to have Quidditch teams—"

"—or secret Defense Against the Dark Arts groups?" said Sirius.

They all gaped at him, even the exorcists.

"How did you know about that?" Harry demanded.

"You want to choose your meeting places more carefully," said Sirius, but he was grinning very widely. "The Hog's Head, I ask you…"

"Well, it was better than the Three Broomsticks!" said Hermione. "That's always packed with people—"

"It would have been a lot harder to overhear… you've got a lot to learn Hermione."

The exorcists where looking at each other. The only person who had actually been at the meeting was Lavi, and he remembered the dingy little pub where they had met.

"Who overheard us?" asked Harry.

"Mundungus, of course!"

"Uh… who?" Allen asked, but Lenalee shushed him.

"What was he doing in the Hog's Head?" asked Harry.

"Keeping an eye on you, what else?" said Sirius.

"I'm still being followed?" asked Harry angrily.

"Yeah, you are," said Sirius, ignoring the exorcists completely. They all looked at each other. There was a lot more going on then they had been aware of. "And a good thing too, if the first thing you're going to do on your weekend off is organize an illegal defense group."

But he didn't look angry. The exorcist exchanged another look.

"But anyway, I have a message from your mother Ron," said Sirius.

"Oh yeah?"

"She says on no account whatsoever are you to take part in an illegal secret Defense Against the Darks Arts group. She says you'll be expelled for sure and your future will be ruined. She says there will be plenty of time to learn how to defend yourself later and that you are too young to be worrying about that right now. She also advises Harry and Hermione not to proceed with the group, though she accepts that she has no authority over either of them and simply begs them to remember that she has their best interests at heart. She would have written all this to you, but if the owl had been intercepted you'd all have been in real trouble, and she can't say it for herself because she's on duty tonight," finished Sirius.

The exorcists listened… not that they had much to say, as they really didn't know what was going on. Although it sounded like Ron had a protective mother that was sure.

"So you want me to say I'm not going to take part in the defense group?" he muttered.

"Me? Certainly not!" said Sirius, looking surprised. "I think it's an excellent idea!"

"You do?" said Harry, looking happier.

"Of course!" said Sirius. "Now, where were you thinking of meeting?"

"That's a bit of the problem…" said Harry.

"How about the Shrieking Shack?"

Allen couldn't restrain himself. "What's the Shrieking Shack?"

"Old house in Hogsmeade… some said it was haunted but its not," said Hermione. "But that was only four of you and you could turn into animals and I guess you could squeeze under one invisibility cloak, but we have twenty-eight of us…"

"Fair point… well, I'm sure you'll come up with something. What about that secret passageway behind that big mirror on the fourth floor?"

"Fred and George told me it's blocked," said Harry.

"Oh… well, I'll have a think and get back to—" He broke off, looking sideways.

"Sirius?"

But he had vanished. Ron, Harry and Hermione looked at each other, Harry beginning to ask them something when Lenalee gasped.

"What?"

Lenalee had moved back slightly from the fire, staring in horror. A hand had appeared in the flames, groping around. A short fingered hand… Umbridge.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Kanda stood silently in the courtyard, facing the forest. The forest was the most probable place for the Akuma, he thought. It was large, easy to hide… but if they were close, why couldn't Bean Sprout see them?

He sighed, bowing his head slightly. The wind played with his dark hair and jacket as he stood. There was nothing he could do if the Akuma wouldn't come out and if they didn't know where the Innocence was.

Standing up straight, he made to turn around and almost walked straight into someone.

"Oh, s-sorry Kanda," came a slightly startled reply. He righted himself and looked at the person who he had almost collided with. Miranda had walked up behind him.

"What're you doing out here?" he said bluntly. She walked a little farther so that she was at the same level of where Kanda was standing.

"Same thing as you, I take it… looking for Akuma, stuff like that," she said.

"Oh," was all he said, he really couldn't think of anything to say to the older exorcist. Older, not more experienced… but still he couldn't say anything.

He looked over at the clouds that covered the moon. "I'm going in," he said and turned. She just gave him a sidelong glance but didn't say anything as he left her side.

"Goodnight Kanda," he heard her say as he entered the castle. He didn't reply, just headed toward his room.

Special... I really hope you didn't think it too dull. That last part really... didn't make much sense. I just needed to put Kanda in there somewhere because he had been absent for a few chapters. Reviews? And I really hope that the next chapter is atleast a little more interesting... so, Reviews?