As the sun faded on the horizon, the storm picked up. Strong winds howled and blew over trashcans. Cold and heavy rain soaked the streets. The rain pounded down so hard upon the roof of Grimmauld Place that it sounded like a herd of centaurs were passing above.

On this stormy night, the Order gathered together in one room lit by glowing yellow candles. They sat in chairs organized in a circle. In the middle stood Moody, his eye dancing back and forth from person to person.

This meeting was mandatory and any soul who dared sit out would be dragged downstairs by none other than the Auror himself. Moody took notice that only two of the children were not present yet. He would be more lenient with them, being that they were only children. But this meeting was important, serious, and necessary.

Someone had been tampering with the food, and someone could have gotten hurt. Attacking each other was an act of treason and could not be tolerated. He was going to get to the bottom of this, no matter what the cost.

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Hermione and Harry stood in the kitchen ready to enact the next phrase of their plan. Hermione had brewed over a dozen cups of coffee for the order members to enjoy during the meeting. Hermione loaded them on the tray.

"Okay now Harry. You have the veritaserum?" She asked.

Harry nodded. "Yes. I'm ready to go."

"Good. I'll hand out the coffee to everyone, and while you're under the cloak pour a little bit of the serum in the coffee I hand to Snape and Black. This way we can be sure that only they get the serum."

"I got it. It's a piece of cake." Harry replied. "Let's do this."

Hermione smiled. "Okay. Follow me."

Hermione led Harry into the sitting room. The order was casting each other nervous glances. They all knew how angry Moody was. And when Moody was angry, no one was happy. Their expressions lit up as Hermione handed them coffee. There was enough for everyone, so no one would be suspicious. At last she handed a cup to Black. He mouthed a thank you and drew the cup near his mouth. Harry quickly poured some serum into his drink before he took a sip. His lips twisted a bit, perhaps tasting the serum, but having no other reaction to it he shrugged it off and drank some more.

Snape was one of the last to get a cup. He grudgingly accepted it from Hermione, still offended from the news she had broke earlier. Harry had to careful with this one. Snape could recognize the smell of the potion, so he had to slip it in quickly. He took a sip and Harry sprung to pour some serum in the cup. He missed, and the serum went straight down his throat and apparently down the wrong pipe. Snape held his throat and produced a hacking cough. The whole Order turned their attention to the coughing man and politely asked if he needed assistance.

"Are you okay?" Tonks asked kindly. She was seated by the door next to Lupin. He was looking terrible. The change was coming any day now and the potion still wasn't ready. Hermione was trying her hand at it, but it took many hours to brew. If the potion wasn't ready soon, everyone here would be in grave danger.

Snape continued coughing. "I'm…cough cough..fine." He managed to draw out. He went to take another sip and Harry poured the serum into the cup to make sure Snape had not coughed up the last dosage. Snape finished the coffee, completing the plan Harry and Hermione had set up.

Harry was on his way out of the room when he saw a garbage. Anxious to get rid of the evidence fast, he chucked the empty bottle into the trash. Then he hurried out so he could renter without the cloak. He returned a minute later and sat next to Ron and Hermione. He gave them a mischievous wink to let them know the plan was ready.

All in good time, because the meeting began a few seconds later. Moody waved his wand and drew the curtains, darkening the room further. The place would be pitch black if it wasn't for the ominous candles burning around them. At last Moody spoke.

"I suppose all of you know why I have gathered you here today." Moody began in a low voice. "Last night, a cake was sabotaged and someone was injured. This may seem like a harmless prank, but nevertheless, we still do not know the origin of the cake. There are only two explanations; someone here made it, or someone from the outside planted it here. If someone knows of our hiding place, our cover is blown. We'll have no choice but to find the person and wipe their memory. If we cannot find out who did it we'll have to find a new meeting place. This is very serious business. The safety of the Order is at stake. Now if anyone in this room made it or has an idea, please step forward."

The room was dead silent. The members looked at the floor evasively, but they all had a name on their tongues to blame. Finally, Sirius stepped forward.

Moody eyed Black and then spoke. "Black, don't tell me that you had anything to do with this."

Black nodded. "I had no knowledge of the event until it slapped me in the face. Seeing that I was the intended target, I accuse Severus Snape of trying to humiliate me after the incident with the dragon fart, which I had no part in either."

"Sure you did." Mumbled Snape under his breath. The Order members eyed Snape, wondering if he was going to confess. After all, he seemed to be the most likely suspect.

"Well Snape, what do you have to say in your defense." Moody asked.

"I have already told you all how the cake came into my possession. I was putting a book away and I found it atop a desk in the study. Thinking that one of you dunderheads left it there, I returned it to the most fitting place, the kitchen. Once there, I was harassed by Black and gave him a piece of his own medicine. There was no way for me to know what it would do to him, although I cannot say I regret what it did." Snape finished, a nasty scowl on his lips.

Black was steaming. "You knew very well what it did! You wanted revenge for the episode in the kitchen! I bet you thought you were so funny? Is this funny now Snape? Huh?"

Moody silenced him with a flick of his wand, and as much as Sirius tried to speak no sound came out.

"Do not waste my time! We are not here to argue like children, we are here to discuss a breach in security, or what it seems to be, an immature try at vengeance. No one is guilty until they have been given due process, and I am the judge." Moody barked, his patience dissipating. Moody flicked his wand again to remove the hex from Black's tongue.

"Now Black, what evidence do you have to accuse Snape of the crime?"

"I have none, but there is a clear intent for revenge"

Moody rolled his eye. "There may be an intent but please hold off accusing anyone before we find any evidence."

Molly stepped forward nevously. "Moody, Tonks and I did look for some evidence as to where the cake came from, and we found some batter on a bowl in the cabinet. It looks like someone here prepared the cake, but did not properly clean up the mess. However we have no idea who made it."

"Thank you Molly and Tonks." Moody sighed. "It looks like someone here is the culprit."

Once more, Sirius interjected. "I'm telling you it's him!" He shouted and pointed to Snape.

"He's just playing dumb, that's all. He won't admit that he did it just like he can't admit his true loyalties!"

Everyone gasped. A order member being accused of treason meant nothing good, nothing good indeed.

"Black, are you accusing Mr. Sn…"

"Dumbledore may think you have changed, but we all know better. Once a death eater always a death eater. You're a coward and a liar. You..!"

Once more, Moody silenced Black with a flick of his wand.

Black's temper was in full force. He kept attempting to shout in vain. He lashed his anger out on a garbage can, and promptly knocked it over. The contents spilt out on to the floor, an everyone's eyes were on a little blue bottle that was right before Moody's feet. It was a bottle labeled verituserum.

Moody picked up the bottle and turned it in his hand, looking rather puzzled.

"What the hell is this?"

"That's my verituserum! I kept it locked in my private stores upstairs! Someone's been snooping in my room!" Snape hissed. He turned and glared at Hermione.

"You little brat! Always knocking on my door! I knew you and Potter must be up to something!"

Moody turned to Hermione and Harry. "You two. Explain yourselves right now."

"We just wanted to help get to the bottom of everything so we put it in the coffee. Black's and Snape's coffee. I'm sorry, it was all my idea. I take the blame for it." Harry said, covering for Hermione. She shot him a sad and surprised look and opened her mouth to intervene, but she was interrupted by a very angry Snape.

"YOU DID WHAT!" He screamed. He was shaking with rage from head to toe, his greasy hair bouncing madly about his gaunt face.

"I'm sorry." Harry repeated.

Snape walked closer to Harry wringing his hands.

"When I get my hands on you boy I'll, I'll….."

Suddenly, Sirius shoved him back. He tried to say something, but was still under Moody's hex.

Before a fight could break out, Moody stepped in between them.

"I have already broken one fight up between you two. If I have to break up another I'll put you both in the hospital. Now listen to me, you're both under the effects of the verituserum. We can get to the bottom of this once and for all."

Moody turned to Snape. "Snape, did you make that cake or intend to harm Sirius?"

"No."

Moody sighed. "There you go, Sirius. Would anyone else like to take responsibility for this? I am perfectly capable of getting more verituserum."

Fred and George stepped forward. No one was really that surprised. They were always the pranksters behind this sort of thing. They explained their intentions and apologized to Sirius. Then Molly led them upstairs to their room, dragging them all the way there by the ears.

"Thank Merlin that's over. Now we can all get some sleep. What bloody nonsense I go through." Moody grumbled as he exited the room. He quickly flicked his wand and gave Sirius his speech back. Everyone was on their way out of the room when suddenly, Sirius spoke out loud.

"Sit down everyone." He demanded.

The order members froze. Remus spoke up in a weak and tired voice.

"Sirius, what's the matter?"

Sirius smirked and looked Snape in the eye.

"We're about to get down to the bottom of some more important things."

Hi all, thanks for reading and reviewing! I'm not trying to make Sirius sound so bad or hate on the character by making him seem like a bully, just trying to show that hate brings out the worst in everyone. Next update will be soon! Enjoy.

Disclaimer: This is only for fun, I do not own Harry Potter.