The Author apologises for the lack of quality in this chapter. She was up very late last night drinking large amounts of Coke Cola to keep herself awake and working on an assignment she left until the last minute.
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"Lucius," hissed Voldermort, "Will you and your's be ready for the raid?"
"Yes my Lord," replied a masked man, "When will you require us?"
"Friday."'
"Yes my Lord."
Midori woke up gasping, his scar on fire. He sighed and got out of bed. Across the room Matt slept on, untroubled.
He opened the door and tip toed down stairs. They were staying at Number 12 Grimmauld Place, Headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix (stupid name), for the summer because, apparently, it had more protective spells on it. Mostly the house creeped Midori out. It was dust and dark and filled with evil objects, oh and the unmoveable portrait of Sirius' scary mother.
The light in the kitchen was on, Midori guessed the meeting was still going. He knocked on the door.
"Yes?" called out Lily.
He pushed the door open and said, "Voldermort's planning a raid on Friday. Don't know where, someone called Lucius is in charge of it." And with that he turned and went back to bed.
Lily sighed as Midori left the room. "I hate this," she whispered. James squeezed her hand.
"Me too," he murmured. He looked up at Mad-Eye Moody, the real one this time, "Alastor, we have to stop using him as an information desk. He's a child, not a spy."
Moody glared at him, "We are at war Potter!" he barked, "And with Dumbledore in jail we don't have the man Voldermort fears most so we need your kid."
"Moody," snapped Molly Weasley, "Children are not weapons! They don't belong in wars. And it causes him physical pain! We should be working to close the bond not open it more."
"As long as the boy can keep Voldermort out of his head, I don't give two cents whether it hurts him!" he growled, "He's very useful to the cause and that's that. Besides he should be making up for losing us Dumbledore!"
James, Lily and Sirius all jumped to their feet, furious. "That's too far Moody," yelled Sirius. "Dumbledore kidnapped a child! If that's the way the Leader of the Light behaves then he's just the same as Voldermort!"
Mood rose to his feet and glared Sirius down with both equally scary eyes. "Step down boy. I don't condone Dumbledore's decision but the fact is we needed him and now we don't have him." He sighed, "Let's call it an end. Meet again in two days, we'll discuss this raid then."
The sound of chairs scrapping on the floor filled the room as the Order members stood up.
Finally the only ones left were Lily, James, Sirius and Remus.
"This can't go on," announced Sirius.
James rolled his nice, "Nice break through Padfoot, everyone knows that." Sirius swatted at James' head. Ignoring him James turned to Lily, a serious look on his face. "Lily-Flower, I think… perhaps… maybe, we should…" he gulped, "IthinkweshouldgetDumbledoreoutofjail," he said really quickly.
"WHAT?" Lily screamed.
"UNGRATEFUL CHILD! SCUM OF THE EARTH! DEFOULING THE BLOOD OF OUR ANCESTORS!" Sirius' mother had woken up.
"That's my que to go," Sirius said gloomily as he ran out of the room to silence the hag. He closed the door to muffle the noise.
James turned back to Lily, "I know he ruined out lives Lily, but he could be the only who can help Ha-Midori." He was getting more use to calling him Midori.
Lily slapped him, "You want to release the man who kidnapped our son and then let him near said son? ARE YOU INSANE?"
"BLOOD TRAITORS! STAINS OF DISHONOUR. HALF–BREEDS. CHILDREN OF FILTH!"
They heard Sirius curse, "I just got her to shut up!"
"Calm down Lily," hushed James, "Have you got a better idea? We have no clue how to break the connection and despite being an evil, manipulative asshole, Dumbledore is a great wizard. He'll be able to help us."
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Midori slid back into his bed after dropping his new piece of information on the Order. The dreams were getting more and more frequent now as Moody encouraged him, in private away from the carefully eyes of his parents, to open the connections as wide as he could before going to sleep.
"Midori?" asked Matt in a sleepy voice. "Where'd you go?"
"Had another dream. Go back to sleep."
Matt didn't go back to sleep. He sat up in bed. "I guess these dreams mean that you really are the Boy-Who-lived. I mean I never dreamed of You-Know-Who, my scar never hurt."
Midori chuckled, "You don't sound disappointed."
Matt shrugged, "I can be normal now, have a normal life," he grinned, "Hey, maybe now I can get a girlfriend without worrying I'm going to get her killed. But…" he paused, "I am sorry it's your problem now. You never needed to get involved in this…"
"Matt," began Midori, "There's a prophecy, there was no way I could have gotten out of it."
"Mmm," groaned Matt, "Goodnight Midori."
"Goodnight Matt. Don't worry, everything will be fine."
But Matt was already snoring, so he didn't hear.
Which was probably a good thing, he couldn't hold it against Midori when he turned out to be wrong… oh so very wrong.
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His cell door creaked and Albus Dumbledore opened one eye. He cracked a smile.
"Kingsley, what can I do for you today?"
Kingsley looked at the man he had one admired so much in disgust. He hated to do this, he wanted the man who's kidnapped his friend's son to suffer, but it was necessary.
He pulled out a scroll and read it out in a monotone, "Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. In light of new evidence you are to be released from Azkaban Prison. You will be confined to Number 12 Grimmauld Place and you will not be returning as Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"What new evidence?" asked Dumbledore curiously.
Kingsley looked around, making sure no one was around. "There is none Dumbledore," Dumbledore's eyes widened, "Harry Potter, or Midori as he insists on being called, has been having dreams about Lord Voldermort, dreams that have been telling us his plans. But while Alastor wants to maintain the connection the Potters want to break it and they seemed to think you're the only one who can help."
Dumbledore's smile widened. Now he didn't need to bother finding out who the real Boy-Who-Lived was. It was obvious and he'd be right there next to him.
Things were falling back into place.
A/N: A short and really bad chapter I know but I'm tired and bored out of my mind thanks to Physics and Government homework.
Thanks everyone for reviewing even though a lot of the reviews stumped me, but I'll try and answer your questions the best I can.
Kitsunekiri: Err. Cause this is more dramatic?
Jente Bidernais: It was more like the way you blush when your mum kisses you. You're really embarrassed by it, so you blush.
Hordac85: You mean Manebe? The Wizengamot overruled his claim to Midori since he never formally took guardianship of him and has no blood relation to him.
ReadTilUDie: I can understand your logic there, but there was a huge call for Matt/Kashi.
Shinigami: Since Alice and Lily are friends Nev and Midori will have to make up sooner or later. I agree, he made a big mistake but he wasn't sure if Neville could keep the secret since it upset Alice to see Lily upset.
Sakura Lisel: Errr… Shhh.