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Catching Up

Not much has happened since the day I first stepped inside Number Twelve Grimmauld's Place. Sirius told me that this was his childhood home and he lent it to Dumbledore to use as headquarters for the Order.

Right after we arrived, Hermione and Ron told me everything they knew about the Order of the Pheonix. It's basically a secret organization created by Dumbledore to stop Voldemort and currently, to protect Harry. Members of the organization are taking shifts to watch Harry while he's at the Dursley's.

Other members are following known Death Eaters instead to find any idea of what Voldemort might do next while some are recruiting more members for the Order.

The members I'm a aware of so far are the overage Weasleys, Tonks, Lupin, Sirius, Snape, Mundungus, Kingsley, Moody, and Dumbledore, of course.

Dumbledore also made me swear not to tell Harry anything I know about the Order. Dumbledore thinks that the less Harry knows, the less of a chance that Voldemort can get to him.

I feel horrible about it, really. I mean, Harry must be going crazy.

I wrote a letter to my Mum saying I'll be staying at the Leaky Cauldron with the Weasleys in case she decided to stop by the burrow. Lupin explained that my parents refused to join the Order. They don't believe in or trust Dumbledore anymore. If they knew I was here, they'd lock me up in my room and not open it until I'm on my way to Ilvermorny.

"Right, you'll start decontaminating the rest of the fouth floor bedrooms," Mrs. Weasley says as she leads us down the hallway.

Walking down the hall, I see a door with peeling letters that reads Sirius. The next door down has letters that read Regulus. I pause for a quick moment, running my fingers over his name.

"Come on. Mum'll have a fit if she sees us sneaking around in these rooms," Ginny says, grabbing my arm and pulling me back towards the group.

"You'll start with this bedroom on the end and work your way down the right side. Nobody is staying in those rooms. Ignore the rooms to the left," Mrs. Weasley says, nodding towards the door labeled Regulus.

Ron, Ginny, Hermione, and I walk in. Before Fred and George even step a foot through the threshold, Mrs. Weasley grabs them by the arm.

"Not you two. You will clean the kitchen cupboard. There's mold growing in every corner," Mrs. Weasley says. Fred and George make disgusted faces.

"None of you are to enter the dining room. There's a meeting going on there and none of you are allowed. You hear me?" Mrs. Weasley says, pointing at us.

"Yes—" We all reply, but Fred and George quickly talk over us.

"But Mum! We're seventeen!"

"We should be allowed—"

There was a sudden crash a few floors down and then an ear-splitting scream. It was the lady from that damn portrait. We all cover our ears and we can hear someone shouting, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Oh, Tonks," Mrs. Weasley mutters. She grabs Fred and George by their arms and drags them down the stairs.

After a few moments, the screaming finally stops.

"We should get working," Hermione says, pulling out her wand. The room is small with a twin sized bed, a wooden nightstand, a tall dresser, and moth-eaten curtains.

Hermione begins muttering charms to clean and fix the holes in the curtains while Ginny and I tackle the fungus growing in the drawers. Ron begins to clean the carpets.

"You know, we could use Fred and George's Extendable Ears to—" I say, but Ron cuts me off.

"Yeah, right. We've done that before and after Mum caught us, there's no way I'm doing it again. I'm sure she has some sort of charm on the door now."