A/N (I'm not going to explain what harry wears every day so just imagine lots of skinny jeans and tops with patterns on them generally black or white with silver gold or green patterns. He also wears leather bracelets and necklaces as well as converse. His favourite accessory is the trouser braces and he wears black cardigans. Basically imagine an Emo looking harry.)


The tooth brush was a port key, harry decided he didn't like port keys much anymore. He kept thinking he would end up back at the grave yard. But even if he didn't like them he didn't expect them to affect them like it was. His breath was coming out short and fast and he was clutching onto something solid next to him with his eyes closed. He couldn't see where they were and he didn't want to see. When he felt a hand on his arm his shoulders tensed until he heard Remus' soothing voice.

"Harry what's wrong, harry its okay we're at headquarters" harry felt Remus squeeze his arm reassuringly as he opened his eyes to see they were on a dank deserted street, with the sound of traffic far of in the distance. The houses in front of him were narrow but large and the numbers skipped from eleven to thirteen.

"Sorry, just not to keen on port keys any more, you know bad experiences and all" harry explained with a dry chuckle. "So, this is it then?" harry looked up and down the streets and houses wondering which it would be.

"Not exactly here read this" Remus gave harry a piece of paper

'The order of the phoenix is located at 12 Grimmauld place'

Harry looked up to ask what this was about when he saw that the house between eleven and thirteen had grown into view, so this was the infamous headquarters, headquarters to what any way? Mad eye seemed to get impatient as he strode quickly forward to enter the house.

"Try and be as quiet as possible okay harry" harry nodded.

"Well what was i going to do run in there screaming" harry could already tell Remus wasn't used to sarcasm by the stunned look on his face. Harry just flashed him a smile to show he wasn't trying to be mean and strolled up the front steps into the house. Remus seemed to snap out of it and followed him in. The warning was in vain though because as soon as Tonks stepped through the door she tripped over a coat hanger and went sprawling to the floor with a load THUMP.

"FILTHY MUDBLOODS, TRAITORS AND SCUM, HALF BREEDS VILE BEINGS LEAVE MY HOME! BLOO-"

Mad eye closed the curtains with a swish of his wand and they all hurried into the dining room. When the door was closed and it was safe to talk again harry let out a breath.

"What the HELL was that!" Harry's incredulous voice rang out through the room. Why would they have that up there? Everyone looked as if they all wanted to send a blasting curse at the wall and harry had no idea what was stopping them.

"That harry would be my dear mother" harry turned and his face split into a grin seeing Sirius stood in the doorway. He looked more refreshed after being out of Azkaban for a year and was starting to get more meat on his bones, so he didn't look as skeletal and when he smiled harry could see him as the young marauder he'd seen in his photo album.

"Sirius it's good to see you" harry ran forward and almost bowled Sirius over with a hug as he rocked back on his feet.

"Good to see you to pup though if i might say you look a mighty lot different than when i last saw you" harry just smiled wider. "And if i might ask but how can you see me?" of course Sirius was a pure blood and wouldn't understand muggle objects but harry was glad that Sirius didn't mind his change in looks, even though he'd promised he wouldn't change himself for anyone again he wanted to make Sirius proud.

"There called contacts, it's a muggle thing you can get them in different colours to but i like keeping my mum's eyes." as if to prove this harry fluttered his eyelashes making Tonks giggle from where she was stood of to the side by the large table. "But i do have some ones which make it look like i have cat eyes, i didn't want to give moony hear a heart attack when he saw me though" harry grinned with a wink in Remus' direction. Remus was watching the proceedings with a small smile while Tonks was openly chuckling. Mad eye had walked off a while ago muttering about how the painting was playing on his nerves the way it shouted.

"well harry I'm sure you can scare him sometime later but I'm glad to see your doing okay, you should of heard molly complaining to Dumbledore about bringing you here sooner, she was unstoppable and I'm sure as soon as she sees you she's going to start talking about fattening you up" Sirius rolled his eyes but was pushed out of the way effectively toppling him into the table.

Harry was being squashed to death with hugs from the Weasley matron, she seemed to realise that harry was gasping for air as she released her arms to take a better look at him.

"harry dear you look well you could do with some fattening up mind you but you're not as scrawny as usual, how about i fix you some soup and bread then we will leave the order to their meeting come on" Mrs. Weasley left the room and after waving goodbye harry followed. The kitchen was larger than the one at privet drive but it wasn't huge. Mrs Weasley bustled around the kitchen while asking harry about his summer.

"it was great Mrs. Weasley, better than normal, i got a job so i could by myself some clothes and i met a few people i hadn't known before" Mrs. Weasley looked up from the pot she was adding vegetables to and seemed to fully take in his appearance. Harry could see it in her expression that she wanted to say something but she didn't want to offend him "don't worry Mrs. Weasley i know it's not what your used to but i like it I'm comfortable like this" harry waved his arms over himself to indicate his clothes.

"Yes but dear is it really necessary to but holes in yourself" harry had gotten so used to his eyebrow piecing, he hadn't given a thought to it.

"I like it Mrs. Weasley and its staying" Mrs Weasley left it at that and set down a bowl of food in front of him. "If you don't mind my asking but what is this headquarters for?" Mrs. Weasley was shocked.

"Surely someone's told you already" when harry didn't answer she went on and sat down in front of harry with a cup of tea. "well it's the headquarters to the order of the phoenix, that's a group Albus set up in the first war to fight against you-know-who and now he's back were starting back up, I'm sure Ronald will tell you more, Merlin know how many times I've caught that lot listening in on the privet meetings" harry thought about this for a bit wondering why he wasn't in the order since Voldemort was always after him, his parents were probably in it before the end of the war.

Harry finished his soup and was about to ask about being a member when he caught the sight of Snape through the open doorway. He was sneering to his heart's content and making it plainly obvious that he didn't want to be there and was far too important. His black robes swirled around him and he was looking down his nose at everything he saw.

"Is professor Snape in the order then Mrs. Weasley?" harry asked, because what other reason would he have to be there. And sure enough Albus Dumbledore stepped in behind him and they walked into the dining room the meeting would be held in.

"yes he is dear, now why don't you head up stars your bags were retrieved from your relatives and are now in your room with Ron, the second landing floor on the right, i must say it was very irresponsible to not have your bags ready when your guard came to pick you up" harry just shrugged and headed up the stairs. He didn't want to hurt Mrs. Weasley's feelings by saying he had hoped they wouldn't find him, because she'd been asking for him to arrive for ages according to Sirius, he wanted to be more open not more mean.

He'd just stepped into the room when he got a mouthful of curly brown hair and another bone crushing hug.

"Harry so sorry we didn't write but Dumbledore said we couldn't, how've you been?" Hermione spoke in a rush but as soon as she slowed down and got a good look at him, a blush crept up her cheeks. Harry didn't mind though because he knew his new look was good for him.

"what do you mean Dumbledore told you not to?" harry was slightly angered by the fact that Dumbledore had control over his friends and they'd rather listen to him than be good friends to himself, even though with hanging out with Karishma and Shane he hadn't really noticed a decrease in letters.

"Well mate, Dumbledore told us it wasn't safe with you-know-who being back, told us your mail would be tracked and not to tell you anything." Ron explained from his seat on his bed. So Dumbledore wanted to keep him in the dark with the war, well as long as Dumbledore didn't tell him about the war harry figured he couldn't help so he wouldn't bother with whatever mystery the school had for him this year.

"We're sorry harry, you weren't too bored were you, i know you hate it at your relatives?" at least they cared even if they paid too much attention to authority figures.

"don't worry 'mione me and my uncle came to an understanding so they didn't bother me so much and i got a job so i didn't have to wear Dudley's old cloths any more, how do i look?" harry turned in a circle and posed with a pouting look on his face at the end. He could see Hermione giggling into her hand and Ron just let out a loud snort.

"You look very nice harry, though where did you get your style from?" harry could understand her question because it wasn't the normal style someone would pick up in the suburbs, but then Karishma and Shane weren't exactly normal were they.

"Well i met some friends at my job and we got along, they helped me with the whole makeover thing and showed me where to get some contacts. To be honest I'm actually going to miss Little Whinging this year" Hermione smiled to tell him she understood and Ron came over to pat him on the back

"well mate you got us until you go back and we have a week until school starts, we left it a bit late but were going to Diagon Alley tomorrow then i suspect you'll be helping the rest of use in cleaning up this place." Harry nodded then went over to where his own bed was. The room was small but two beds and dressers fit as well as their school trunks. It was sort of like a smaller version of a dorm room. Especially with Ron's Chudley Canons poster plastered on the wall and Gryffindor banner.

"So your mum said you'd tell me what you Know about the order she already told me what it's for, do you know who's in it?" harry laid back on his bed and stared up at the ceiling with his arms behind his bed. He could feel Ron and Hermione exchange glances but they answered any way.

"well Dumbledore runs it and moody, Remus ,Ron's parents, bill and Charlie, though they don't show up much because of work, Tonks and Kinglsey are form the ministry Auror division and professor Snape is in it" here Ron cut Hermione of.

"I reckon he's a spy, we all know he's a Death Eater" Hermione shot him a warning look but Ron just scowled back. Harry agreed Snape was a spy but he wasn't sure for which side.

'Probably both that's what I'd do if i were him' thought harry.

No more was said on whether Snape was a spy or not as the Weasley twins, who were newly of age apperated into the room with a loud CRACK. Ron and Hermione both jumped and Harrys hand was already placed on his wand which he'd had on him all summer but had never needed to use.

"Hey oh mighty chosen one"

"We were wondering"

"If you'd like to do a little snooping"

"On the order meeting"

"After all we have the right to know"

"So what do you say?"

Fred and gorge were both stood over him looking down as if they held all the worlds' goodies behind their backs. Harry grinned and bounced up from where he was led. The twins looked at each other with symmetrical mischievous grins and pulled out a flesh coloured object.

"We knew you'd be up to it harry that's why we got our extendable ears ready" when harry just stared at them they gasped as if offended. "Didn't our little Ronnikins here tell of our genius"

"Wasn't the first thing to pop into my mind" Ron mumbled from by the door, both twins raised their wands and Ron promptly shut up with the reminder that both of his brothers were legal while he was not.

"Well Gred forgetting that minor interruption would you like to explain to harry hear what these are?" Fred asked with and elaborate sweep of his arm to show of the fleshy ear.

"Why yes i would Forge, these harry are extendable ears. You place this end in your ear and you can listen into any conversation that the extended ear can hear" George explained "so chosen one shall we commence our snooping" harry understood all of that right up to the 'crazy one' comment, for all he knew he was perfectly sane in the head.

"Wait what do you guys mean chosen one, you mentioned it before, why?" the twins shared a glance before turning back to harry.

"well if you'd read the prophet you'd of seen that they've been writing about how you-know-who's back but they also told everyone that you are going to be the one to save us all, they call you the chosen one or the saviour." Well that's a load of crap thought harry but at least every one knew Voldemort was back and that's what was most important. They could prepare themselves this way.

"right well come on then, or the meeting will be over" so Fred, George, harry, Ron and a reluctant Hermione left to spy on the order, Hermione felt that if it was truly important they would tell them what was going on.

They all stood on the stairs and Fred let the ear dangle down until it slipped under the door of the dining room he offered the other end to harry and he put it next to his ear.

"Harry's different this year, he was dressed in different clothes and he acted more confident i think the summer was good for him" harry head Sirius informing the order, as his voice drifted up through the ear piece.

"Who cares whether the brat's doing well, we're hear for the war not some teenage boys problems and success however little there are of the latter." Snape of course manage to lace his words with contempt in every syllable, who could of guessed he would be an ass even out of school without children running around.

"yes well we must keep an eye on the boy, we can't have him become to head strong we must keep a reign on him or else he could get into trouble" harry couldn't believe it, Dumbledore wanted to control him, by the sounds of it he'd been controlling him since the beginning of summer with Ron and Hermione who else knows what more he'd done. Talk about control issues, just because he got a new wardrobe and was starting to do what made him happy the old man thought he would get into trouble.

"Now Severus have you heard anything in your position as spy, Voldemort has been rather quiet lately" Dumbledore asked.

"Well my job is very hard and very important, i am in constant danger, but with my hard work, what i can gather is that the dark lord is focusing on getting his hands on some kind of object to help him"

"A weapon then that would help him" harry heard from a deep voice. Everyone was silent for a while, only shuffling of bodies could be heard, and then the door opened and out stepped an irate Mrs. Weasley.

"FRED GEORGE IF I EVER CATCH YOU SPYING AGAIN YOULL REGRET YOU WERE EVER BORN" they all ran up the stairs back to Ron and Harrys room, only stopping when they had shut the door behind them and were panting for breath. All he'd heard running through his mind. Dumbledore wanted to control him for his plans which meant he'd have to be wary around him also Voldemort was after something to help him in this war, that would be a problem if he got it.

"Did you all hear that" harry asked the group they all nodded. The twins left for their room to do who knows what and Hermione went to fill Ginny in on what they'd learned. None of them wanted to be caught out of bed in fear or Mrs. Weasley's wrath.

Harry and Ron both got changed into their night clothes and harry was happy that he no longer had to wear baggy, stained, washed out bed wear as he slipped on a pair of emerald smooth bottoms and a black vest top before he got under the covers

"Wait a minute Harry what was that?"Ron was staring at Harry like he'd seen a ghost, his face had drained of all colour.

"What was what?" harry sat up to look at Ron.

"That thing on your back turn around" harry had almost forgot about his tattoo of a Dementor, Karishma had convinced him to have written 'love is life' underneath it but harry got it translated into Latin so it read 'Amor est vita'. Harry turned around so Ron could see the tattoo on his shoulder.

"I don't know if wizards have them but muggle call it a tattoo, its ink beneath the skin" harry explained as Ron stared pale faced at the image

"It's a Dementor" Ron stated "why would you want a Dementor" harry new Ron wouldn't understand his explanation but he tried anyway.

"Well you see Dementors feed of good emotions like love and happiness so if you think about it they're filled with love, like right now I'm filled with your mums' soup, good emotions help them live. They can't be honestly evil and dark creatures because without those emotions they would die; it's the same as humans, without killing animals we wouldn't have the food to live. I think it's judgmental to call them dark when it's as simple as the food chain muggles are taught in school" Ron just nodded and went back under the covers. Harry could tell he didn't understand like many wouldn't but he thought it had good meaning other than that his tattoo looked wicked cool.

They were both silent for a while so much so that harry would of thought Ron had fallen asleep if it wasn't for there was no tell tale snoring emanating from Ron's bed.

"Ron what do you think about what Dumbledore said, it sounds like he want to control me" harry turned round and propped himself up on his elbow so he could see the orange sprouting from the top of Ron's bed covers.

"Well Dumbledores main goal is to win this war so i suppose he'll be looking out for everyone and not just certain people so some of what he does won't benefit you or me but in the long run it will help i guess." Harry thought this was some good insight for Ron who normally focused only on Quidditch and food.

"i get it, he's for the masses not the minority, but i can't let him use me, i want to be my own person no matter what Dumbledore thinks is best" harry could tell Ron was falling asleep when he murmured back a quiet

"Good on you mate, don't forget the meat balls" so harry was alone with his thoughts. Thinking about how he would actually miss his friends from little winging and wondering whether anyone they knew would be in Diagon Alley the next day and would comment on his dress sense. Just before harry went to sleep his last thought was 'i wish i had some meat balls to eat'

Harry was used to getting up at 9:00 to get ready for work, he would shower and dress then work on his summer assignments and read through his text books before going to the tattoo parlour so when Hermione came into their room at 9:30 expecting to have to wake up two very lazy boys she walked in to see harry already up and dressed in his new cloths as well as his guy liner reading a book he'd got from the black library that morning having memorized all his own books. The book was for advanced shields.

"Harry i didn't expect you to be up already" Hermione found it refreshing to see him studying in his own time rather than having to force him while at Hogwarts.

"well i still haven't arranged my body clock since my job during the holidays I've been up since 9:00 its sort of a routine i got used to, it is nice to have some new books to read though. I don't know how you can stand to read Hogwarts a history so many times, i read it once and that was enough for me." Hermione was baffled not only was harry studying but he'd actually read Hogwarts a history. "Don't worry about Ron I'll get him up and moving he wouldn't want to miss breakfast anyway" Hermione laughed as she left the room.

Ron it turned out was a deep sleeper, harry tried everything to get him up so when everything fails he decided its best just to jump and hope for the best. So that was how Ron was woken up, to harry jumping up and down on the end of his bed.

"Oi, OI what in Merlin's baggy pants do you think you're doing" Ron stared wide eyed as harry flopped down onto his bed while laughing like a maniac.

"Finally, man it seriously takes a lot to wake you up, come on breakfast is almost ready" at the mention of breakfast all thought of harry jumping on his bed went out the window as he scrambled for his shower things so he could eat.

Harry went back to his book, reading about a shield which would reflect back any spells cast at it so they hit their caster. It looked pretty simple the incantation was 'dimitto' and the wand movement was up, down then flick right. By the looks of the spell it was the power you put behind it that was important. What harry liked was that it could defend against many spells, even a few spells of a darker nature. By the time Ron had came back fresh and clean from his shower with his hair still damp harry had looked at another 3 spells that could be useful.

"C'mon mate food" and with those parting words Ron ran out the room down to the dining room. Harry followed after him at a more sedate pace and walked into the dining room. Not everyone out of the order stayed at headquarters. It was only the Weasley's harry and Sirius that lived there so it was only them sat eating breakfast at the table. Harry sat next to Sirius and Ginny across from Ron and Hermione.

When Ginny saw harry she had pretty much the same reactions Hermione and he could see her making a conscious effort not to stare or stutter at him.

"so, did you have a nice summer harry?" Ginny managed to get out as she pushed her blush away and returned to normal which harry was grateful for, Ginny had just got over her crush he didn't want it coming back now.

"I had a great summer lots of fun i even discovered i like drawing as well" this intrigued a lot of the others who were listening in to his conversation; he'd never shown an interest in art before.

"That's cool, do you think i could see some of your work?" harry wasn't shy about his work he knew he wasn't terrible, but the things he drew were from personal experiences he'd been through. When the image of the grave yard wouldn't stop haunting Harrys sleep he'd sat down and drawn it out. He'd felt much better and he'd started a new portfolio separate from his tattoos where he drew portraits and landscapes not just designs. He'd drawn snap shots of times throughout his years at Hogwarts with Ron and Hermione.

"I guess but some of the drawings are well personal so if you don't go telling friends at school what i draw then i wouldn't mind" harry smiled and they carried on with their breakfast. Harry could barley fit in all the food Mrs. Weasley tried to feed him, he felt as if he would have to loosen his studded belt if he ate any more.

When everyone had finished eating Molly Weasley told them all to grab their robes and whatever they needed to bring to Diagon Alley. Harry ran upstairs and grabbed his Gringotts key and portfolio just in case he got bored waiting for anyone and saw something he could draw. Harry didn't have any wizard robes for casual wear but he had brought all but £200 of the money he'd earned at the tattoo parlour so he could exchange it at Gringotts. That left £1300 to be changed because he'd spent over £250 on clothes and then he had been out to eat and the cinema with Karishma and her friends a few times as well as Shane. Harry planned to buy plenty of wizard robes and he was going to check to see if wizards did art supplies because he was running low.

When harry went back down stairs everyone was ready and waiting as well as some of the adult members of the order.

"right we're all to keep a close watch, plenty of dark wizards out there, we will have no fatalities today CONSTNAT VIGULANCE" after moody's pep talk it was agreed that they stay together and if anyone needed to split up for any reason they would have at least one member of the order with them at all times.

Because 12 Grimmauld Place wasn't hooked up to the Floo Network they were all going to take a port key. Remus who was going to be a part of the guard kept close to harry so that when they landed he would be able to help if harry had another re-enactment of last time.

"Right are we all ready, got what we need," Mrs. Weasley checked that they all had a hold of the old kitchen kettle. "Good in 3, 2, 1" and the world swirled around harry.