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The balance in the world had been restored. With Remus back as their friend, they all just seemed more alive. Remus had known the spell to charm the school robes so the morning after their reconciliation, the Slytherins woke up, how shall we say, slightly red? Gold? Either color; they were furious. Unfortunately, McGonagall figured out it was them and they all got three days detention but none of them were complaining- they were just happy to be friends again.

They were planning their next prank, an ambitious one of trying to turn the floor of the Great Hall into a giant marshmallow, at the breakfast table when an owl dropped a letter in front of Ben. It was from Annabelle. He read it out loud to his friends.

Benny,

I know I just saw you at Dad's swearing in, but I just heard about your little prank involving some Gryffindor colored Slytherins. Not that original, but not bad for some second years. Frank and Benjy were impressed so that says something. Those two have solemnly sworn to help you two in anything you need pranking wise, so feel free to ask them for some spell advice for any future mischief. Frank is wicked at Charms and Benjy can brew up any potion you need. Still, you made an old witch proud all on your own.

I know you want to ask about how things are going for me. Let's just say…life has taken a certain orderly fashion it never has for me before. Dad isn't exactly pleased, but I'm starting to find that order is sometimes chaos perfectly disguised.

Sorry this is so short but I have to get to training in fifteen minutes and Gideon just blew up the oven in the kitchen.

Farewell my brother,

Annabelle

"Order? Are we talking about the same Annabelle White? The one I remember last year would never put her life in any order," Ursula pointed out as soon as he finished the letter.

James checked around them for someone listening in and then leaded forward, motioning for them to do the same. Once he was sure that they were all able to hear him he said, "I don't think she means order as in the way we think she means."

"What do you think it means?" Ben asked.

James motioned for him to hand over the letter. He reread it and then pointed to the second paragraph, "My dad talked a lot over the summer about some group that is fighting Death Eaters. I didn't think he was being serious, but if what my dad said is true, then they are quite new."

"Why do you think she's in that group?" Sirius asked, curious as to how James connected something in her letter to her joining an anti-Death Eater group.

"She says her life took 'order' and she says that order is really 'chaos perfectly disguised'. When I was paying on my dad, he kept on calling it the Order when he was talking about this group."

Ben looked at the letter fearfully, "You mean she's going to find Death Eaters and kill them?" He asked as his breathing picking up a little bit. This sounded exactly like something she would do.

"Wait a minute," Elyse began, "woot is a Death Eater?"

James leaned back and stood up, "This conversation should be continued in private, agreed?"

Everyone nodded and they all stood up. James leading the way led them to Gryffindor Tower where they continued into the boys' dorm. They took their usual seats; the boy's on their bed with Ursula and Elyse sharing with Sirius and Peter respectively.

"So woot are Death Eaters?" Elyse asked again.

All the purebloods looked at each and decided silently who would be the one to explain this to their muggleborn friend. Sirius was the one that began to explain the social unrest in their world,

"You know that there are three types of wizards; people like me, Sissy, James, Peter, and Ben who belong to families that been wizards or witches for centuries; people like you that don't have any magical history but somehow get some magical ability; and then there are people like Remus who are a mix. Now I know we explained on the train a year ago that some people don't think that muggleborns should learn magic"

Ben picked up where he left off, "Most purebloods and halfbloods don't care, but some of the the people that don't like muggleborns have taken it to the extreme. Those that do are called Death Eaters. They have this insane leader that calls himself Lord Voldemort. No one knows who he is exactly because this is a name he gave himself."

Now it was Ursula's turn, "No one knows exactly who the Death Eaters are. They were masks over their face, but you have a general idea. People like Bellatrix and Lucius for example. Basically, everyone from Slytherin and a couple of Ravenclaws have joined them. They make it their goal to torture and murder all the people, muggle and magic alike, they deem unworthy to live."

The look on Elyse's face showed all of her feelings. She looked absolutely terrified. Her eyes were wide and she was pale. It was a completely reasonable reaction considering the news she just got. How else would you react after you just found out that there are people out there that would have no reservations killing you just because you are a muggleborn witch? James saw this and he rolled his eyes,

"You have nothing to worry about Lysie. The aurors will take care of all the Death Eaters and Dumbledore will end up kicking Voldy's ass. This whole thing will blow over in a couple years."

"Yeh tink so?" Elyse asked, a little bit of color coming back into her face.

James snorted as if he was shocked that she would ever doubt him, "Think so, my dear little Leprechaun? I'm positive. Plus, there are much more important things to be thinking about. Like Quidditch! Try outs and in two days and I'm hoping to take the empty chaser position. What about the rest of you?"

The atmosphere in the room got considerably lighter as the topic moved from Voldemort to Quidditch try outs.

"I'm not trying out this year," Ben said.

James shot up from his lax position on his bed, "What! Your sister was captain last year!"

Ben just rolled his eyes, "The only positions open are one chaser and both beaters. You're going for the chaser so I'm not going to try out for that and I can't play beater worth my life. Besides, with my extra music class on top of all the required classes, I would never have time for practice on top of all that."

James conceded to his reasons, "Fair enough. What about you Sirius?"

Sirius nodded, "Ursula and I are going out for the beater position. But we'll see."

"We heard that Liam McLaggen and Cormac Zimmerman are trying out and they're like a set of twins themselves." Ursula explained. That was true; the pair of Gryffindor fifth years spent most of their time together. They were often teased about it, but it was just that they were like brothers. Liam could rub people the wrong way but Cormac was a good person that somehow always soothed over whatever problem his best friend caused.

James shrugged, "Let's see."

Out of nowhere, he whipped two pillows at the Black twins. Sirius knocked the pillow to the side while Ursula caught it and glared at him,

"What the heck?"

He shrugged in his infuriating way, "Just testing you. Sirius knocked it away like a beater but you caught it just like a chaser."

Ursula sputtered, obviously not expecting an actual reason.

It was Remus that actually spoke up,

"James?"

"What?"

There was a slight pause.

"Why must you always throw pillows?" He asked in a serious, academic tone.

Ben stifled a laughed while Peter turned his laugh into a cough. Neither Black tried to hide their laughter.

"Well, why must you always be so smart Remus?" James shot back.

Remus shrugged, "I don't know, because I am?" He offered up sarcastically.

"Exactly." James asserted.

"What? That makes no sense." Remus asked with a befuddled look on his face.

"Exactly," James said again with more finality.

Ben shook his head with a laugh, "You're one of a kind aren't ya Jamsie."

The easy smile on James's face disappeared, "Call me Jamsie and you will die."

"Okay, okay, calm down." Ben said, still trying to hold back his laughter.

"I mean it, violin boy!" James said, pointing his wand threateningly at Ben.

Ben nodded while smirking, "I don't doubt you," He started coughing but the rest of them could clearly hear, "Jamsie."