Gryffindor boy - Ron Weasley x male oc

51 (Fifth Year)

Harper walked to the stairs when he heard Mrs. Weasley talking and saw her talking with Harry. He smiles, running down the stairs and wrapped Harry in a hug.

"Hello, Harry." Harper said, pulling away to look at Harry who smiles at the sight of him.

"Hello, Harper." Harry said, looking up at the stairs when he heard Hermione calling out his name and saw Ron and Hermione standing on the landing. He and Harper walk up the stairs to both of them, Harry grinning.

Hermione throws herself on Harry in a large hug, laughing.

"Let him breathe, Hermione!" Ron said, letting Harper lean against him.

"Oh, Harry! We've missed you! Are you furious with us, I bet you are!" Hermione said.

"Hermione!" Ron exclaimed, Hermione letting Harry go and takes a deep breath. "Good to see you, mate." He said, wrapping Harry in a soft hug before pulling away.

"Come on, inside." Hermione said as they enter an adjacent bedroom.

They sit down on separate beds, except Ron and Harper who sat down on the same bed.

"Sorry we haven't written, Harry, but Dumbledore made us promise not to." Hermione said.

"We wanted to, mate, we really did, but he thought they would get intercepted." Ron said.

There is an awkward silence.

"Right." Harry said, looking at Harper who had written him a letter without a second thought.

"He thought you would be safest there." Ron said, looking at Harry and Harper suspiciously.

"Yeah, real safe. Attacked by Dementors, that's safe, that is." Harry said, looking away from Harper.

"He was so angry when he heard. It was... scary..." Hermione said.

"So, why's he keeping me in the dark?" Harry asked.

Hermione and Ron look awkwardly at each other while Harper leans forward to talk to Harry.

"He sees us as still children. Like Molly does." Harper said, rolling his eyes gaining a smile from Harry. "I tried asking but he won't answer." He added when Harry was about to say something.

"We've only seen him twice, and not for very long. He's really busy." Ron said.

"So I get to spend the summer with the Dursleys while you three are here." Harry said, looking at Harper when he sees him shaking his head.

"Two, actually. I wasn't here. I just arrived here." Harper said, looking at Harry who's just noticed that Harper is wearing day clothes, and not night. "I didn't want to be here if they're keeping you in the dark, Harry." He said, leaning back.

"It's not that fun, mate. Mum won't let us anywhere near the meetings." Ron said.

"You've still been here!" Harry exclaimed, turning back to Ron and Hermione.

Ron and Hermione are looking aghast at Harry, who looks away as silence filled the room.

"What's been going on?" Harry asked, breaking the silence.

"We've already told you, we're not privyed to the meetings. But we do know a few things." Ron said, looking at Harper who leans forward again.

"But if you let me, I can tell you everything." Harper said, holding out his hand.

"Maybe later." Harry said, smiling at Harper who nodded and leaned back.

"Some of the Order are following known Death Eaters, like Lucius Malfoy." Hermione said, pausing. "And they're guarding something."