Harry heard hurried footsteps approaching him and before he could pull out his wand, Mrs. Weasley, emerged through a door at the end of the hall. She wore a big smile of welcome as she came to meet the boy.- Oh, Harry, it's good to see you! She whispered, pulling him into a rib-splitting hug before pushing him away and examining him with a critical eye. - You're looking kind of sick; You're in need of good food, but I think you'll have to wait a while for dinner until the meeting is over. - without letting Harry speak, she continued - No time for explanation. On the way up, first door on the left.
Going upstairs, Harry watched each of what looked like a dark wizard and heard grumbling in the distance. Harry walked across the hall and stopped in front of a door with a serpent's head knob and opened the door.
Then he heard an uproar followed by a louder scream, and his vision was completely obscured by someone swallowing him in an embrace. Hermione had thrown herself at him in a big hug that nearly knocked him to the ground.- Harry! Ron, he's here, Harry's here! We didn't hear you coming! Oh, how are you? Is it good? We've heard them talk about the Dementors' attack. You need to tell us everything.
- Let him breathe, Mione. - Ron said, closing the door behind his friend.
- What about this Ministry hearing? It's a complete outrage. I've already looked it up. They just can't kick you out. It's completely unfair.
- There's been a lot of that around here lately. What is this place anyway?
- The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. - replied Ron
- It's a secret society. - Hermione said quickly. - Dumbledore is responsible, he founded the Order. They are the people who fought against You-Know-Who.
- Who is part of it? Harry asked
- A lot of people...
- We already know about twenty. - said Ron - But we think there's more. By the way, there's something you should know, we were taken by surprise and we think you will be too.
- What is it?
- It's...
Suddenly, Fred and George materialized in the middle of the room behind Hsrry
- Hello, Harry. - George greeted him, smiling. - We thought we heard your soft voice.
- We don't want you to suppress your anger, Harry, let it all out. - Fred said, also smiling. - You'll see, there's someone a hundred miles away still. He didn't hear you.
- So did you both pass the Apparition tests? Harry asked
- With flying colors.
- Anyway, if you're done screaming, do you want to hear something a little more interesting?
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- Ah, ah. - Fred tugged on the Extendable Ear; another loud crack was heard, and he and George disappeared. Seconds later, Mrs. Weasley appeared at the door of the room.
- The meeting is over, you can go downstairs for dinner now. Everyone is dying to see you, Harry. And who dropped all those bombs on the kitchen door?
- Crookshanks. - Gina replied. - He loves to play with bombs.
- Oh. - said Mrs. Weasley, - I thought maybe it was Kreacher, he's always doing these strange things. Now don't forget to speak quietly in the hallway.
- Who is Kreacher? - Harry asked.
- The house-elf who lives here. - Ron replied. - Some freak. I've never met anyone like it. - Hermione frowned.
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Stormborn ࿐ Harry Potter
Fanfiction❝ The Stormborn family has always been the center for many rumors and stories in the wizarding world. Unique in appearance and strong personality. The Stormborn always drew attention wherever they went. They were unique. At the age of 11, after rec...