A/N I would like to thank everyone for their great reviews, I can't begin to say how happy I was reading them I'm in the middle of my exam period at Uni at the moment so I haven't been updating as often as I'd like but hopefully that'll change when June hits. I don't own anything.
Following Sirius's singing they found him at the top of the stairs putting hats on the house elves heads.
"Sirius, could we have a word with you for a moment?" Harry asked. Sirius who had stopped singing when Harry had started talking but had continued to smile at him turned more serious as the tone of Harry's voice reached him.
"Sure thing, let's use Remus's room, he's on Guard Duty at the moment and I don't think he'll mind." The group trooped into the room on their immediate right and proceeded to explain about the letter and the books. "But what did the letter exactly say?" Sirius questioned.
"I'm sorry Sirius but most of it was a personal message so I can't tell you all of it, the bit that I can tell you though, is that a new timeline had started from the moment the books were sent back, we're meant to read these with the rest of the Weasleys, Neville, Luna and the Order. And I think I should mention that because of the letter we know a lot more stuff than even the Order knows so you can just tell that to the others if anyone objects. In here are the books," Harry said handing Sirius the sack "so Dumbledore and whoever else can check them for curses and whatnot to make sure they are actually safe to read."
Looking down at the sack in his hand and back to Harry he studied him for a minute before going, "Alright. Go inform the twins, I'll go tell Dumbledore and round up the Order, meet us down in the kitchen in 2 hours. That's just so we can have enough time to get everyone you've said and check the books."
2 hours later the trio, Ginny, Fred and George poured into the kitchen into the midst of mass chatter among the Order members, a few of which Harry recognised as those involved in his escape from Private Drive, along with Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape. Looking exceptionally pale Neville was sat inbetween McGonagall and Luna, who in turn was sitting next to Tonks. Harry took the seat opposite Luna, next to Sirius while Hermione and Ron took the seats on his right.
Neville leaned across the table to them and said, "Guys what's going on? Dumbledore came to my house and asked my Gran if he could borrow me for a few days on important business and now I'm sitting in a kitchen with my teachers, a weird bunch of people and an escaped Death Eater!"
"Death Eater?" Harry asked. Neville looked pointedly at Harry's left. "Oh no, Sirius is innocent, Neville."
"What?"
"Peter Pettigrew, one of the people he supposedly murdered," spat Harry "is actually an illegal animagus who can turn himself into a rat. He was the one who killed all those people Neville, not Sirius."
Neville looked at him completely stunned. He turned to look at Sirius who was engaged in an animated discussion with Lupin and Tonks. 'Well he certainly didn't seem like a mass murderer' Neville thought and Harry had never had a reason to lie about something as serious as this, if he couldn't believe Harry then surely he was as bad as the ministry. Turning back to Harry he gave him a small smile and a nod showing he believed him.
Just then Dumbledore appeared in a flash of fire, the books under one arm.
"Oh good, everyone is here. I've left directions with Professor Flitwick to keep an eye on Dolores for the next few days. She was certainly most displeased to discover that you had all escaped Hogwarts without her knowledge." Dumbledore said smiling at the Weasley children. "As you know, we've been left with instructions to read these books which certainly appear to have been sent from the future –"
"Even if these books are about the future I still don't see why the children are here! Surely this should be handled by the adults, Albus!"
"Mrs Weasley" Harry spoke quietly but every head span to face him, "we have just as much a right to know about the future as you do, we didn't have to share this information with you but we did so anyway. How many people have faced Voldemort in this room? My total is now up to 4 if you count the time in the Chamber of Secrets, where by the way me and Ron rescued your daughter from certain death. Just because you want us to be safe doesn't mean it'll happen. We're at war, you might not want us informed but I think everyone here has as much right to know out future."
Harry hadn't meant to say it as harshly as he had, he supposed the it was the anger at once again trying to be left out of the loop, the irritation at being referred to as a child that made it come out that way.
Mrs Weasley simply gapped at him for a moment before sinking back into the seat from which she had stood up when pleading with Dumbledore. Sirius was looking at him with mixed pride and confusion though he didn't say anything. Harry guessed that he didn't know about his first and second year encounters with Voldemort.
"Since when did Harry get so good at his speech making abilities?" Fred muttered to George.
"Dunno, he was always quite good in the DA I guess."
"Alright then," Dumbledore spoke "If no-one else has anything else to say perhaps we should get cracking on." Picking up the top book reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix he proceeded to the reading. "Dudley Demented –"
"Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt but can't we start from the Christmas period or something, we already know what happened then." Harry said, slightly impatient to know the future but mostly knowing everything he was thinking and feeling at the beginning of the summer period was certainly something he did not want everyone to know about.
"The past can be just as educational as the future Harry, plus I'm sure Mr Longbottom and Miss Lovegood don't know the entire circumstances around your Dementor encounter." Dumbledore responded, looking intently at Harry's shoulder as he did so. Annoyed that Dumbledore was still doing that, but knowing it wouldn't be for long Harry nodded seeing it wouldn't be an argument he would win.