Harry Potter & the Power of the Eclipse

"Like this is speech." Like this is written words. Like this is thoughts. Like this is telepathic. Like this is different language.

Chapter 2

Harry landed hard as they appeared in the kitchen of Grimauld Place. With in seconds of landing he found himself in a bone crushing hug from none other then Mrs. Weasley.

"Air….I….Breathing….Good….Not….Bad….Help?" Was all he could get out from under the hug. Finally she let go of him only to have him tackled by a mass of brown and red.

"Harry! You're alright." Came the voices of Ginny and Hermione.

"If this keeps happening I'll die before I get out of this room." This statement caused several of the occupants to laugh. "So how has every one been? I mean this place looks a whole lot better then when I last saw it." Hermione and Ginny quickly got off of him.

"Mum was really busy before you got here." Answered Ginny.

"Ah, thanks Mrs. Weasley. It looks great, Sirius would have loved it."

"Thank you dear, I'm glad you like it."

"Harry drop the mask." Came the voice of Ron.

"Huh?"

"Stop pretending that every thing is ok. I mean you need to just get over with it now whether then later."

"Ron what are you talking about? If you mean Sirius' death you wasted your breath. Riddle coming after my throat because of a stupid scar?"

"Harry. I think what Ron is saying is that you need to stop trying to make others think that you're ok." This time it was Hermione.

"I am not acting. One, I can't act. Two, why should I worry? And three, when is it that you guys started thinking that I'm acting all of the sudden when I am terrible with lies?"

Ron and Hermione exchanged glances while most of the adults looked a little nervous. Finally Molly broke the silence.

"Why don't you kids head up to your rooms and play while we wait for dinner." She said as she herded them to the stairs leading out of the kitchen. As they walked up several order members passed them on the way down for the quick meeting about the attack. They kept quiet as they passed Mrs. Black's painting as they headed up stairs.

"Come on Harry lets play a game of exploding snap!" Blurted Ron almost as soon as they got up.

"Honestly you should get your homework done now instead so you can slack the rest of the summer to your hearts content. I'm already three fourths of the way done with mine and I'd do anything to see you get your work done." Chastised Hermione while Harry thought to himself. I think I might have some fun out of this.

"Come on Hermione I'll start mine when Harry does."

"Sorry Ron but you'd better get started." Said Harry in an apologetic tone.

"Thank goodness I at least got Harry to start on his homework."

"Actually Herms, you owe me." An evil smile flickered in his eyes.

"Huh?" She had a confused look as did Ron while Ginny had a look of amusement on her face.

"I already finished my homework."

"When?" She was in shock that some one had finished their homework before her.

"First week." Now Ron and Hermione were floored, quite literally for Ron who tried leaning back on a wall when he was in the middle of the room, while Ginny was rolling on one of the beds laughing at their faces. "And you said that you would do anything if me or Ron finished our homework. So you owe me."

Hermione looked rather disgruntled at the thought of doing something that could be embarrassing, while Ron had finally snapped out of his stupor and was desperately working on his homework, though more disgruntled then his bushy haired friend. Ginny had now fallen off the bed with a rather loud thump and was now trying to keep her ribs from breaking. She finally got her laughs under control and slowly got up. Turning to Harry she asked, "Since you're done with yours do you think you could help me with mine?"

Harry shrugged and walked over as she pulled out her own homework.

"Hermione I think you should stop standing and get to work." Hermione stared daggers at Ginny for her statement. But all the same she pulled out her own homework and began working on it. Ginny found that Harry was really good at helping, though she knew that from the DA last year, but that was with spells not paper work. She also liked him close to her but only her diary, the deities and herself knew the reasons, though the twins found out a while back, but were quickly bribed and threatened. She had a good leash on those two. That was for sure in her mind.

"Dinner! Come down stairs now kids!" Came Mrs. Weasley's voice fifteen minutes later. Shaking their heads they all turned toward the door and walked out down the stairs, careful not to wake Mrs. Black again.

Walking in Harry saw Remus, Tonks, Moody, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Charley, Fred, George, McGonagall, Dumbly-Dork, and a few other order members. Ron and Hermione sat down next to each other quite quickly leaving the last two chairs on the other side for Ginny and himself at the end of the table near the door. Deciding to be a gentleman he pulled her chair out for her and sat down himself. Everyone was staring at him cautiously still not knowing if he was over Sirius' death. Finally they start to eat but still glance at him how and then. Harry, not feeling that hungry only got a sandwich. Looking up he caught Ron glancing at him for the twelfth time since they sat down.

"Ron if you don't pay attention to your food you may end up putting it on you face whether than in you mouth."

Ron turned a little red and paid more attention to eating.

"So what has been happening with you guys?" He asked after taking another bite of the sandwich.

"The usual but with the twins out of the Burrow the week we were there it was a little quieter than normal but that was a good thing." Replied Ginny. Well at least she doesn't stutter and blush every time I'm near now. Thought Harry to himself.

"Oh yeah speaking of Frorge and Ged, how is your shop doing? I mean if you are doing poorly I will not be paying you any more then ten galleons this time." Harry said towards Fred and George.

"That was a good one Harry," Said Fred.

"With that you can't get us wrong can you?" Added George.

"But no we are doing just fine with the money you gave use before." They both said in unison. Harry smirked at them evilly with a glint in his eyes that said "Busted".

"What money? Don't tell me you talked Harry into helping you pay for that shop." Chided Molly. The twins groaned and smiled at Harry's trap.

"No mum,"

"We'd never ask,"

"For money from Harry,"

"He asked us to take it."

"They said no and I threatened to throw it out the window if they didn't take it. I mean what was I going to do with the prize money from the Triwizard? I should just give half of my money away right now, because by the time I spend that same amount I'll be older then Dumbly-Dork."

"Mr. Potter, you should be more respectful towards the headmaster." Minerva said sternly.

"Why? School isn't in session and this is not his house. He merely is using it until Sirius's will says who gets it. Which then he will ask that individual to use the house and introduce them into the order so that they will not kick him out. Personally I see several reason not to show respect, even in school, ma'am, but do to certain things I will not tell you them unless they need to be told." He took a large bite out of his sandwich and turned back to his friends, who now included the twins. He didn't get to even open his mouth.

"You gave them your winnings? But you won it!"

"Mrs. Weasley, tell me this. Which would you prefer, a thousand galleons collecting dust in a vault, or a thousand galleons going into a joke shop that will inspire laughs in a time of war?" Molly just sat there defeated, while Arthur shot him a look that pleadingly said "Teach me how to do that". Harry just smiled back.

Having finished his sandwich Harry sat back talking to his friends for a few moments before standing to clean his dishes.

"Harry, dear, you should eat more, you're nothing but skin and bones." Said Molly deciding that if she was defeated in what he did with the winnings, she would fuss over his health. And she was exaggerating at the moment to, because in those time he wasn't working on school work he was working out. He was still skinny but he had muscle, strong muscle at that.

"No thank you Mrs. Weasley. I feel like I can't eat another bi-" All of the sudden he drops his plate, letting it shattering upon of hitting the floor, and falls to his knees clutching his stomach and his lungs begin to purge themselves. But to every one's shock what comes forth from his mouth is blood, lots and lots of blood.

Everyone jumped to their feet almost instantly. Ginny was the first to his side as he continues to cough up blood. Putting her hand on his back to help him purge more of the red liquid, she finds it feeling wet. Her eyes widen as she pulls her hand away, seeing it covered in blood.

"Mum, Harry needs help! He's bleeding!"

With out a second word every one moves into action, grabbing Harry and taking him to the infirmary where the school nurse was staying during the summer to better serve the order. She quickly pours a sleeping drought down his throat and he knew no more.

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Declaimer: Don't own the HP books or anything you recognize from them. Don't really wish to either, fame is not something I would like, crowds make me uneasy.

Author Notes: I hope you are liking the story so far. What do you think of this little shock? R&R please.

A/N: I added some stuff to this one like the conversation oat the table but its is still a little shorter. I just cant figure out what else to put in that wouldn't be a drawling bore. Sorry if you still think it is too short.