DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of its characters. I also do not make any money from this.

WARNINGS: Yaoi (male x male), Yuri (female x female) adult topics, swearing, sexual scenes and violence

PAIRINGS I know of so far: (pairings will be added as they are mentioned in chapters)

Ron x Hermoine, Blaise x Cho, Neville x Ginny, Saito x Draco, Harry x Draco

This has not been Beta'd.

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"text" is talking

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Hidden Element

Chapter 52: The Order

Elementals:

Ice and Void – Draco Malfoy

Fire – Pansy Parkinson

Earth – Blaise Zabini

Nature – Cho Chang

Light – Cherrie Everdeen (OC)

The Forgotten:

Electricity – Saito Blackstar (OC)

Animal – Carsly Hendricks (OC)

Shadow – Alakai Petrovski (OC)

Water - Yasmin DiAngelo

Wind - Miya Hendricks (OC)

They had waited for the whole group, consisting of Cho, Harry, Pansy, Cherrie and Hermoine, before flooing to the house in which they all lived. They had some time to prepare, which they intended to use. The waft of coffee pinpointed the locations of the others, obviously waiting for their return. Hermoine pushed open the door with her foot, her hands spread wide in a dramatic gesture.

"The injured have arrived!" There was a scraping of chairs as they all stood, hugs were shared, sighs of relief. Chairs were then situated around the table. Of course, Hermoine sat next to Ron, Cho sat next to Blaise, head resting on his shoulder and Neville gingerly held Ginnys hand under the table. There was an awkward pause where the final four were not sure how to position themselves, but Cherrie and Luna sat down as fast as they could, leaving two chairs empty next to each other. Once Harry and Draco had been seated, all eyes fell on Hermoine.

"Really? Again?" She sighed, only met by pouts and angelic smiles.

"We'll have a few hours at most to get our acts together with Harrys touching scenery. They'll prod as much as you can, knowing you you'll divulge all you can even if you don't want to tell. So please Harry, don't feel pressured."

Harry nodded, grateful for her words, yet angry that she was treating her the way she would have if they had been in school. He had no one else to blame, he had vanished. When this was all over, he would have the chance to show them how he had changed, he was also sure he would learn numerous new things from his friends.

"I think we should tell them the truth."

"It would be nice to stop having to lie to my parents." Ron sighed, a slight frown on his face. "They'll be so mad when they find out!"

"But it means we'll finally be a part of the order, not just some names to make us think we're helping. They have to." Ginny chimed in.

"The truth it is then." Luna smiled. "I like it."

The rest of the conversation drifted to celebrations for the weekend, what had occurred in the woods that day far from their minds. They would be forced to talk soon anyway. Time flew by swiftly, full of laughter and more coffee. What felt like soon enough, a knock came on the front door. Hermoine left the kitchen to open the door, in this time, Harry, Ron and Blaise had started to move chairs into the living room as Draco and Ginny arranged cups, tea and coffee on trays and took it to the living room.

There was a round of bright hellos, they had not seen each other for a while. Hugs turned to laughter, which in turn turned high pitched as Harry was spotted. True to Hermoines estimation, they clung to Harry, asking questions, amazed at how healthy he looked and how he had grown in the time they had not seen him. Harrys return was a happy occasion, one they talked about for a while, even planning a party on Mollys part.

Although she had been happy at her ex students return, McGonagall had always been more serious when it came to what was important. Such as a missing hero from the order, a slytherin with death eater parents, a young student and someone she recognized from Ravenclaw filed into the hospital as a group.

"We are indeed happy that you're back, Potter, but there are some things we need to talk about. You have caused quite a ruckus with the media. Would it be alright for me to ask what happened?" Harry sat back slightly, his shoulders brushing with Dracos as three of them had squished onto the sofa.

"Hermoine found me, which is good since I wasn't sure if headquarters had moved or not."

"You should have told us you were looking, we could have joined forces." Remus growled softly.

"I know how much it would have meant to you to find Harry," Hermoine sighed. "but we needed him for something, and we agreed doing it this way was for the best."

"Like the hocrux's?" He asked softly. She nodded in turn.

"Please don't tell me Albus sent you on another quest." McGonagall asked. She was met by silence, the youngsters staring up at her with blank faces. "He did, didn't he? Was this one just as dangerous?"

"I'm not sure." Ron chuckled. "But it involved people rather than objects."

"Meaning you could have been killed!" Molly shouted angrily. "Ronald! There is no more war, why can't you let things be and enjoy whatever childhood you've lost!" Arthur, held her hand, stroking softly in an attempt to calm her down.

"I don't think you know how close we were to war, mum! Did you see the death eater attack a few days ago? That was no where close to normal!" Her eyes went round in shock, and she turned her head to her husband in confusion.

"How did you know about that?" He asked his son. When Ron found a lack of words, Hermoine smiled at him, ready to take over where he had left off.

"It started when we went through Dumbledores things. We found a piece of paper that had been addressed to us, in his handwriting. So we took it. It told us to keep it secret, much like the hocruxs. Which is why we didn't tell you. The thing is, Harry was mentioned as well, so I went to look for him. We knew there was more, so we looked in places Dumbledore knew Harry would find. Well, that led us to another clue. Some sort of disapparation location, which took us to a school for creatures. It turns out that ten elementals were born in this era, five were under Voldemorts tutelage, whilst Dumbledore himself was teaching the other five."

There was a huge uproar. The mention of elementals had both awed and scared them.

"And you found them?" McGonagall asked with tight lips, somewhat angry that Dumbledore had kept such information from her.

"Noone knew until now. He wanted to protect us, if any one from the other side had found out, they could have kidnapped and/ or tortured you for information. But yes, we found them, and they are present in this room."

"Wha…who?"

"Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Cho Chang, Pansy Parkinson and Cherrie Everdeen. All of them were present at Hogwarts and available for training." They could feel themselves being sized up, but whatever they thought of the elementals, they kept it to themselves.

"And the war? You mentioned one. How did you know about the death eaters?"

"Mum, it was pretty obvious. They were in this house." Ginny sighed, regretting it once she saw the paranoia in her mothers face set in.

"They were working for the five elementals. They wanted to finish what Voldemort had started." Luna chimed in.

"From the hospital reports and all five present elementals, I am presuming that this war has already been won."

"Yes." Harry stated matter of factly.

"You should have told us! We could have helped!" Tonks stated.

"We are not children anymore! We've seen more than most adults, because we wanted to help, not because it was forced. The same applied to this case. Being of the order, we can take care of ourselves!" Ginny almost shouted.

"Well, we are proud of you, no matter what you might think."

"Excuse me, I'm going to go rest, if that's alright?" Draco asked elegantly. Excused from the conversation, he walked up the stairs somewhat stiffly. Harry tracked the sound all the way up the stairs. He had missed Remus dearly, and he could tell by their constant meeting eyes that he wanted to talk with him, to reunite and ask what had happened. Though that small smile that swept across his face and the nod towards the stairs signaled that he knew what was more important and that he could wait.

Amongst the chatter, he slipped away, up the stairs, before a white door.

"You don't have to knock you know." Harry couldn't help but smile at the familiar drawl as he entered the room. Draco was sitting on the bed against the headboard.

"Did we win?"

"Barely…" Draco whispered, glancing to the side.

"So did it end all flashy, or boring? I wasn't there for the ending." Harrys attempt at humour seemed to make Draco sad. A slight twitch to his eyes, an almost frown displayed on his face.

"That would be my fault."

"Draco.."

"I'm sorry!" Draco leaped at the chance to say his thoughts first. There was no doubt in his mind that Harry would tell him none of this was his mistake. Although he couldn't take all the blame, he was partly the reason why Harry had landed in hospital.

"Draco…"

"Just accept it dammit!" The blonde suddenly found himself in strong tan arms. The embrace tightened, and Draco gulped before slowly allowing his own arms to encircle Harrys body.

"Was it bad?" Came the breathy whisper.

"Your injuries?"

"The battle, I mean. I'm sorry I left you to fend for yourself." Draco nudged his head against Harrys chest.

"My fault."

"Draco, can you tell me what happened? Everyones so happy that its over, relieved to be home, but I can tell, the same with you, no ones really in high spirits at all."

"Most of them aren't, and those that are cant help but worry for them and get brought down from their high. We didn't like what we had to do, what they did, Harry."

Flashback: Battle

She was scared, she didn't know where the others were, nor did she know if someone would rescue her if she needed it. She was confused, her heart thumping in her chest much like when she had run from the death eaters in the park.

Did they really expect her to do this? So many excuses ran through her head from she was still a child to how inexperienced she was. But there had to be a reason, there was, wasn't there? A reason she had an element. She was no random choice, at least that's what she liked to think. She was the embodiment of Light, she was Light. She was compatible, fated, destined for this element. She hoped.

He had toyed with her for the most part, darting out of shadows, reviling in her fear. Shadows would tug her hair, slice her cheeks, mockingly, as if to say she was no big deal, that he didn't need to use his full power. She knew that she had inflicted pain on him, though. Tracks of blood was what she now followed, one of her bombs had obviously worked.

Alakai limped, a gash in his quads, bright red leaking down his shadowy skin. His white teeth gritted in anticipation. Light hurt, but he was not about to tell the brat that. It stung, made him feel like a vampire. She didn't know the effect it had on him. Made his skin want to crawl.

Cherrie felt much the same. The dark made her gloomy, made her doubt, made her weaker. Threatened to cut off her power supply. Her head pounded, her eyes winced. The drastic shift of shadow and bright light from their powers were making her dizzy and sick.

Cherrie fell to the ground, locks falling about her haphazardly, a shriek of pain as her foot twisted. She gasped for breath, screaming as whatever had grabbed her ankle started pulling her backwards. No matter how hard she kicked, that hand shaped darkness threatened to pull her into a black blob of shadow. If she squinted she could see white eyes filled with mirth, she sure it was. Then it suddenly expanded, higher, larger, thicker, sicker.

She was scared, scared. It felt like she was seeing the other side of the world from a satellite. Tendrils whipped through the air, rushing towards her as her ankle was pulled. This was the final assault, he was not going to spare her. With a hiss, she concentrated with all her might. Make it big, make it count, this is what she was made for.

A loud piercing sound left her lips and bright light filled the forest, spilling out onto further landscapes, and then 'boom'. A clash of sound, the crackling of power, and a massive push from either side.

From outside the forest, the abstract scene was quite frightening. A blast of black against a blast of white, pushing, was shifting from side to side in their struggle. Cherrie could feel herself being pushed back. The black was coming closer, laughing, blood thirsty. He was stronger, she could feel it. She cursed her luck at being younger, cursed her luck for not craving power as he did.

She needed help! Needed help! Please, please! Someone, anyone!

She almost jumped at a cold touch by her feet, the feeling of scales. Her eyes went wide in shock, the blast of black coming closer in the process. The range of scales grew, grew, grew, until her view was obscured either side by the tight curl of a serpents tail. White, pure white, had it not been for the rainbow shimmer that sparkled off its skin. Its head was poised high in the sky, its hissing booming like thunder. Or was that really thunder she heard in the sky?

Alakai growled to himself. Her element had manifested itself as a rainbow snake. He shook his head with sudden fatigue. He did not know how to make something like that. Happy memories, was it? Powerful feelings? He had seen Yasmin do this on many occasions. He had never asked her how. He had none such feelings. Sure he loved pain, wanted blood and power, but feelings enough to conjure such a beast?

He sniggered, it would probably end up being something like a bat. Though he would never know. He was going to loose this one. But he was not going to die without having his fun first.

As quickly as he could, he turned to the direction of ice, fire, water and electricity. The blast redirected, and without its light counterpart to stop it, it sailed through the forest until it hit its mark, an explosion of ink, loud screams. He chuckled. He bet Saito and Yasmin would be furious. He…was torn into by sharp fangs. His body felt like it was made of butter, unresisting.

His eyes were manic, rough laughter in the air. What a way to go! It was thrilling, exhilarating, to the blood that rushed from him, to the pounding in his ears. Is this what they had all felt? He envied them now. How poetic, how adventurous. The laughter stopped, his body limp, impaled on two large teeth, twisting like drills.

When Cherrie was finally aware of what she had done, she had cried, screamed, trembled. She had never killed someone before, had never been this cruel. She had never felt such regret, such need to never have been part of this. She could only keep staring, breath coming in sharp pants.

She felt dizzy, what was going on?

"It's ok." She knew that voice!

"Ssshhh! It's ok!" Large hands and arms pulled her towards a warm body. Her trembling increased. She felt ill.

"Ssshhh, calm down, calm down, you're going to hurt yourself." She found it hard to listen. Her vision was wavering, she couldn't breath, could feel her vision going black. She fainted into safe arms.

Blaise shifted, an awkward smile on his face as he checked her pulse and breathing.

"You did well, kid. We're all so proud of you. I'm sorry, that you had to go through that." He lifted her up slowly. She had lost blood, numerous gashes across her body. Lack of blood and hyperventilation. He gave Alakai one last look, wanting to kick the bastard who had hurt his wife as well. He turned on his spot in search of Hermoine.

"It will get better, someday. Not now, not by far. But you're not alone, you never were. We'll help, you'll see. Years from now, it will be a speckle in your memory, still there, but tolerable. I don't know how to make up for what you've just lost, I never really had all that much myself. Girls your age still like teddy bears, right? I'll buy you the biggest one I can find."

He snorted, he was as good as talking to himself, her calmed breathing against his neck as he hoisted her up more.