Chapter 3 –Re-united



“HERMIONE, HERMIONE.” shouted Ron



“What? I’m here, holy cricket Ron are you trying to make me go deaf?”



“Oh sorry, it’s just…. Look….. Mum and Dad have sent us an owl, we have to use the Floo network and go to 12 Grimmauld Place.”



“What, now?”



“Yes Hermione, now!



“Does it say why? I hope nothing is wrong, quick Ron, get your Hogwarts trunk together, I’ll go and get Ginny, Fred and George can Apparate.”



Ron nodded and they both headed for the stairs.



Hermione had arrived at the Weasleys only last night, she always enjoyed staying with them before the start of new term at Hogwarts.



Finally Ron, Hermione and Ginny had their trunks packed and stood in front of the fireplace.



“We will meet you there guys” said Fred

“Yeah, just think we won’t have to go spinning in that stinky smoky cesspit.” said George.

Both the twins started laughing while Ron shot back a scorned frown.



“Look Ron, if it’s any consolation, we are going to be right in the troll house, we forgot about the Order meeting, Mum is going to muggle murder us I swear!” said George



Now it was Ron’s turn to laugh.



“You could have missed something really important, really you two, if you both had brains you’d be dangerous, more so than you are now.” shot Hermione.



Fred and George smiled at Hermione, as much as they detested her I told you so attitude, they couldn’t help but love her.



“Remind me to sneak a fizzy wobbler sweet in her drink later George will you.” said Fred as they both tried to conceal a laugh.



“Can’t you tell Mum we are both sick, tell her we made a concoction that didn’t work the way we wanted it to, she will understand.” said George



“Uh, No she won’t and anyway, I want to watch Mum muggle murder you.” said Ginny in a fit of giggles.



I don’t think we are going to get out of this one George, we will just have to give Mum the Weasley charm, hell knows Dad’s done it for long enough.” replied Fred.



“Well, we will see you there then.” said Hermione very matter-of-factly.



With that, Ron, Hermione and Ginny both chanted out loud in a clear voice, twelve Grimmauld place, holding their Floo powder, while the nauseating spinning motion swallowed them one by one.



Part 2



“Alas, I see here Harry your friends have arrived, in record timing too.” said Dumbledore, gesturing to the open fireplace in the large gloomy kitchen.



“Harry, oh Harry it’s so good to see you.” screeched Hermione, flinging her arms around Harry’s neck.



“Alright mate.” said Ron with a nod.



“Hey guys, missed me?” replied Harry in a mocking voice.



Ron smiled, “Don’t push it Potter.”



Fred and George had apparated only a few seconds earlier and were crouching in a far corner of the room.



“How delighted we are for you to join us, no need to hide, I know you’re here.” said Dumbledore in a calm manner.



Fred and George slowly stood up, they could see by their Mother’s face they were in severe trouble, she was burning an aubergine purple.



“If you both wish to be apart of this order, I suggest you take it more seriously, I’m sure you have a very good reason for your tardiness, but one right now I do not wish to hear, do you understand me Fred? George?” said Dumbledore, his tone full of authority.



The twins both started shaking their heads, with a sincere apologetic expression across their faces.



“Very well, do not let it happen again.” said Dumbledore.



“What was the rush Professor, why are we here?” said Hermione, looking admiringly at the order, she was feeling overwhelmed that they felt she so significant to be at what obviously looked like an important meeting for the Order.



Dumbledore looked at Harry, Hermione looked at Dumbledore then at Harry, Ron looked at Hermione, Ginny looked at Ron and the twins looked mighty confused.


“Uh, well, the Order has come to the conclusion that I need to start my training.” said Harry



“Training, oh I see, for Voldemort and his followers.” replied Hermione.



There were a few gasps in the room, Ron was one of them. Snape’s expression changed from being disgusted at their presence to being plain angry at her simple expression of the dark lords name, as if it were someone she knew personally.



“Well that’s good, Merlin knows we need it, does this mean sir that we can continue with the D.A? Because I rather enjoyed that.” said Ron



Dumbledore smiled, his blue eyes lit up like the rising sun in the morning, remembering the D.A. and that it stood for Dumbledore’s Army.



“Ah, yes, the D.A, how could I forget? Well Ron, I don’t think that would be a problem, but I would prefer it if there was a teacher in your presence when these extra lessons are conducted, and I must advise you that they are to be taken in your own time and not be allowed to interfere with your school academics.”



Harry looked a little deflated by this, he thought silently to himself over and over again, please not Snape, please don’t let it be Snape.



“Professor, I imagine all of the teachers are very busy, Harry is a wonderful tutor, and nobody got hurt last time.” Said Hermione, she felt very brave but a little shameful at questioning Dumbledore’s moral principles.



“That is very true Miss Granger, however I would feel more comfortable if you had assistance, I will appoint someone for you who I feel would be sufficient.”



Everyone went silent, then a thought passed through Harry and he knew he could not steer away from the subject for any longer, he needed to prepare and he was determined to do whatever it was he had to.



“Professor, do you still want me to take occlumency lessons?”



Severus Snape shifted in his chair looking at Harry with a defensive frown, this pleased Harry.



“Ah yes Occlumency. Harry I thought I may teach you but with the extra security around the school at this time and my extra duties, unfortunately I cannot. Therefore I have appointed someone else to teach you. I warn you Harry, this person is powerful and so it may prove very difficult for you, but I know you will try your best.”



“Who is this wizard who will be teaching me, sir?” questioned Harry with an inquisitive brow.



Dumbledore paused and glanced towards the kitchen door entrance.



Harry turned and followed his stare. Standing there was a person that Harry had never met before, but instantly liked the look of.



“Not a wizard Harry, a witch, I would like you all to meet Karis Dumbledore, my Granddaughter.”