[Chapter Eleven: Wristbands]
Silence filled the room, Dumbledore continued, "I understand if you do not want to take the risk of joining us in this fight. There are great possibilities of getting injured or even killed."
"Professor Dumbledore . . ." Began Marlene, "Aren't we a bit, erm, young for this? We haven't had any training, we're still in Hogwarts. Plus, we're bloody seventeen!"
"And eighteen," Chimed James, grinning at Sirius who rolled his eyes.
"Yes, you are all very young. Including Mr. Black." Said Dumbledore, chuckling at the boy's antics. "Though, you all won't be young forever. Soon you'll be out of this school, leaving all of you without unconditional protection."
"Which means we'll have to fight," Chimed Remus, speaking up for the first time since they were all called to the office.
"That is correct, Mr. Lupin," Said Dumbledore, a smile on his lips. "Now, I will give you a few days to decide, seeing as it may be difficult for some of you.
At that, he was looking pointedly towards Aspen and Marlene making them both question him silently. Though, as if he was reading their minds, he stated, "For the two of you who made it in the French Academy, you'll have to choose whether or not you'd rather stay and fight in the order, or go to France instead and work for the ministry. Sadly, you cannot do both seeing as we are acting as vigilantes without the Ministry knowing of our identities. We'll have to keep anyone working with us out of the ministry."
"But didn't you say Alastor Moody is in the order too?" Asked Marlene, shocked at the two options she and Aspen will have to face.
"He told us he'll be our instructor at the French Academy. Wouldn't that mean he's both in the order and working for the ministry?" Asked Aspen. Something seems fishy, he just told the group something they're not allowed to do—even though he's letting other people do it.
"Yes, Ms. Lee. Moody was one of the people who helped found this group." Informed Dumbledore, "So it only seems fitting to allow him in the group. Plus, he is trained at withholding information, meaning he'd be able to withhold the secret of our Order."
"I'm in," Sirius stated almost immediately, getting panicked looks from his friends. Especially James and Remus who were looking at him like he was crazy.
"Mr. Black, wouldn't you want some time to think about it? This is a very important decision that impacted your life greatl—"
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore," Continued Sirius, "I had no idea what I wanted to do after graduating from Hogwarts. But now, taking down the evil in the world appeals to me. So I definitely want in!"
"I'm in too!" Marlene chimed, Aspen looked at her with surprise. She assumed Marlene would've wanted to think about the decision first—seeing as she just got into a freaking Auror Academy. Then she remembered she barely knew Marlene, and had no right to speculate about her. "Yes, I've been wanting to get into the French Academy for a really long time," She said, closing her eyes at the last few words. "But I want to join the Order and take down V-Voldemort and his death eaters! Rather than do a bunch of unproductive things until I'm trusted enough by the ministry to actually do meaningful stuff."
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Wristbands | Sirius Black [1]
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Having just grotesquely lost her mother to a fate of torn flesh and dangling intestines, seventh-year Hogwarts alumni Aspen Lee was left shattered and broken: a Pandora's Box for morbidity, rather than customary teenage spitfire. Her lif...