Harry and Ron quickly used Mrs. Figg's floo to contact Madam Pompy who came through a few seconds later bag in hand. Casting a splint charm to set her leg they moved both the Death-eater and Mrs. Figg to the Dursley's and made the latter comfortable on the couch while Madam Pompy fussed over her.
"Take this Arabella" Pompy said handing Mrs. Figg a vial looking greenish yellow concoction.
"Disgusting Pompy! When are you going to add flavor to some of these?!" Mrs. Figg choked out.
"Adding flavor causes them to lose their strength Arabella you know that" Pompy huffed "I've been telling you lot that for years" She added under her breath.
Harry and Ron chuckled slightly "So Mrs. Figg what happened exactly?" Harry asked finally
"Well if you must know child I heard someone trying to get in the front door so I grabbed the frying pan off the stove and when I was trying to run to the door I tripped" She sniffed "The silly man came in and tripped over me and I hit him over the head with the frying pan. Didn't care who it was by that point friend or foe! Coming into an old lady's house unannounced! Disgraceful! And that Dawlish character letting them slip by! What are they teaching these Auror's nowadays!"
Dawlish came to the doorway "Now Figgy the wards on this house should have still been in place! How would anyone know that some of them would drop so suddenly?" He said sheepishly
Mrs. Figg's shrewd old eyes latched onto him and narrowed slightly "Even Fletcher could have spied those two a mile away Dawlish! Tsk tsk now be a good lad and bring me some tea" She turned to Harry as Dawlish scowled and headed toward the kitchen "Speaking of Mundingus Fletcher, I have something for you, now where is it hmmmm" She said looking around in her rather large handbag "Ah yes! Here it is!" She said taking out small box and handing it to Harry.
Harry's scare tingled slightly when he took the box.
Harry opened it up and looked down into the box at the Griffondor crest that rested on the ornate necklace. "Mrs. Figg did he say where he got this by chance?" Harry asked as he rubbed his scar.
"yes" She said frowning now "Some odd tale about a riddle house or house of riddles" She waved dismissively "Or some such tale. Harry you know how Fletcher is. He probably wanted to make amends seeing how he let that dementor attack you and Dudley a couple years ago" She paused "He also said that Dumbledore had sent him to retrieve it for you"
Harry nodded then closed the box and put it in his pants pocket. And looked at Ron. His whole face had gone pale and he was looking at Harry and was about to comment when Harry shook his head at him. Something Arabella noticed.
"What Harry? It isn't cursed is it?" She suddenly looked fearful "That Fletcher if I get my hands on him....!" She started
"I'll explain in a bit Mrs. Figg when the others get here I promise" he leaned over
"Others?" she asked
"For the Order meeting Mrs. Figg's" Harry smiled and winked
Mr. And Mrs. Weasley along with Bill, Fleur, Charlie, Fred, George and even Ginny arrived first to arrive and then Tonks and Remus along with Mad Eye Moody and Kingsley Shacklebolt. McGonagall came last with a large flat package wrapped in brown paper.
Dinner turned out to be a "Get your food and find a place to sit:" meal that Harry thoroughly enjoyed. When it was mostly over Harry Cleared a spot for the pensieve and the box from Snape and the one Mrs. Figg gave him. Arranging the bottles in front of him in order and signaling Remus.
Remus spoke into what was left of Mad Eyes ear and he stood suddenly "Glad you could all be here" Moody's voice boomed out causing everyone to wince a touch. "Harry I believe these are all the order members you sent for am I right?" Dawlish had been told to leave by Tonks who would be relieving him after the meeting anyways. Fred and George had helped Arabella Figg into the kitchen so she could be present as well.
