Chapter 3: What's The Order? ✔✔

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As soon as we entered the room, Harry was crushed into a hug by Hermione.

"Harry!" She exclaimed in relief as she hugged him.

"Hermione!" He muttered, once he realized it was her.

"Are you alright? We over heard them talking about the dementor attack, you must tell us everything." She insisted, moving away from Harry who looked at her... actually it was more like he was glaring at her.

"Let the man breath Hermione." Ron insisted, look at Hermione who, once again, spoke up, not giving Harry a chance to speak.

"And this hearing at the Ministry, it's just outrageous." She pointed as I moved away from Harry and over to sit on Ron's bed.

"I've looked it up, they simply can't expel you, it's completely unfair." She continued as Harry just moved around her to come and stand closer to me.

"Yeah." Harry muttered, looking at the two. "There's alot of that going around at the moment... So what is this place?"

"It headquarters." Ron answered before I could explain.

"It's also my house... well, my dads house but yeah, I live here now." I sighed, lying down on Rons bed. "And dad offered it up to use as headquarters.

This room was nothing like mine, it was dark, dingy and dusty where as mine had been cleaned and decorated over the summer, alot of it was red and gold, for Gryffindor.

In my room there were photos pinned up of my friends and family, the Weasley's, Hermione and I, the photo of James, Dad, Lily, Harry and I when Harry and I were babies.

This room wasn't so... lived in.

"Headquarters?" Harry asked, looking down at me.

"The Order Of The Phoenix." Hermione answered "it's a secret society, Dumbledore formed it back when they first caught you-know-who."

"My dads and your parents were original members." I cut in.

"You couldn't have put any of this in a letter I suppose." Harry snapped, looking at Ron and Hermione.

"I've gone all summer with out a scrap of news. At least Rory wrote, and explained that she would be quite for a while but couldn't tell me why just yet!" Harry yelled to his friends.

"In their defense, I didn't exactly let anyone tell me I wasn't going to send any letter, I refused to go all summer with talking to you, especially with how bad... things got for me." I argued.

"Yeah and we wanted to write mate, really we did, only..." Ron tried to explain only to be cut of again. That poor boy.

"Only, Dumbledore made us swear not to tell you anything."

"Dumbledore said that?" Harry asked, looking a little upset about this news. "But, why would he want to keep my in the dark, maybe I could help, after all, I'm the one who saw Voldemort return, I'm the one who fought him, I'm the one who saw Cedric Diggory get killed, I'm the one who had to watch as a mad man Tortured my girlfriend in the name of the dark lord." Harry spoke, getting louder and angrier as he spoke.

All of a sudden there was a loud POP and the twins appeared beside Harry, making everyone un the room jump.

"Harry."

"Thought you heard you dulsite tones." One of the twin spoke, although I couldn't tell which one because they had their backs to me.

"Don't bottle it up though mate." The other spoke as the sat down on Ron's bed, almost crushing me. "Let it out."

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