Thick Smoke

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An hour later and the kitchen became crowded. The Weasleys occupied most of the first floor. Molly Weasley was the most welcome, truthfully. She's cooked for everyone and Eliza has never eaten such homie food.

Eliza got nudged towards the other levels of the house by the twins. They were very keen on trying out their new merchandise in the Black household.

"Your brothers are strange human beings," Eliza mumbled walking towards the younger ginger.

Ron was looking for stuff in his luggage. They were going to sleep in the same room while Eliza was going to move in another one.

"You haven't seen anything yet," He whispered aware that his brothers were somewhere close and could hear him.

Ron didn't need any funny jokes played on him while being in an unknown territory.

"So, this is where you live?" He continued, looking quite surprised of how suspicious and dark was the house on the inside.

"No. I live with Remus. I only come here when it's safe. This summer's been very safe. Kreacher would never tell anyone about us. He's still loyal to the Black family." She explained, sitting on the bed next to Ron's trunk.

As minutes passed, silence fell between the two Gryffindors. Eliza could see Ron struggling to start another subject.

"Do you believe we're in danger?" He finally asked, turning to her before sitting on his bed slowly.

"Do you?"

"I don't know. I hope not but the Order is getting together again." Ron answered sourly.

"What is this Order?"

"The Order of the Phoenix is a secret gathering, a coalition created by Dumbledore during the war."

That response didn't come from Ron even if he had his mouth open.

Hermione smiled when the rest figured she was there, "Nice to see you two."

She hugged Eliza before being conflicted between hugging Ron or not. The green eyed witch watched bemused how awkward was their reunion, even after four years of being best friends.

"So, everyone downstairs was in the order before?" Eliza concluded, her mind instantly going to her mother.

"Yes."

A few hours later, Mrs. Weasley called them all for dinner. It was a feast and Eliza couldn't remember the last time she ate so much and still wanted more. She wasn't the type to complain about one's cooking skills but Mrs. Weasley was infinitely better than Remus.

"You're Liz, right? I'm Tonks," The woman introduced herself. "It's nice to finally meet you. You are everything Remus talks about, except our problem of course." She continued.

"I'm curious when did this happen..."

The way Eliza said it made both Tonks and Remus shift uncomfortably in their seats.

Hermione rolled her eyes, already knowing what to expect from her friend.

Tonks seemed to have understood what Eliza meant, tho.

"We are both working for the Order and just met this summer." Tonks responded without any restraints.

The Gryffindor was being watched by everyone. They knew Eliza could get rather mean when she was talking to new people. She was known for her blunt personality but Tonks seemed to brush it off easily.

Mr Weasley coughed before changing the subject quickly.

"Anyway, we all know why we gathered here," Mr Weasley started, getting the attention of everyone.