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The Order Of The Phoenix

1979

The safe house was a quaint cottage hidden deep within a dense forest. It had been carefully chosen for its seclusion and magical wards, ensuring that it remained concealed from the prying eyes of enemies.

As Remus approached, he saw the soft glow of enchanted lanterns through the windows, a comforting sight after days of darkness and uncertainty.

Mad-Eye Moody, who was keeping watch that night noticed Remus's figure emerging from the forest, pushed open the creaky wooden door, revealing the warm interior of the cottage.

The air was infused with the aroma of a hearty stew, and the sound of crackling fire filled Remus's ears.

Molly Weasley, known for her nurturing nature especially in times of need, had prepared a feast to welcome everyone back to safety. It wasn't much, but a heartwarming meal was something people could use during war.

Remus shuffled in, his travel-worn robes covered in dirt and mud, his face marked with exhaustion and determination.

Most of the members were out on missions, leaving only a few members in the safe house. Some were busy planning their next missions and some were resting after long and gruesome missions.

The attacks were growing every day.

Magical families that were not participating in the Dark Cause were persecuted by Voldemort and the Order worked day and night to make sure they had the correct information to raid the persecutions.

The attacks from the Dark Lord's forces were escalating with each passing day, putting immense pressure on the Order of the Phoenix. They worked tirelessly to gather information and protect magical families targeted by Voldemort's followers. The loss of dear friends and allies weighed heavily on their hearts, a somber reminder that their fight was far from over.

They took turns to plan and go on missions. If you were back after a long mission, it was almost guaranteed that you would spend your recovery period plotting new missions and assigning responsibilities.

Remus clicked his tongue in annoyance. He was much better at dueling than he was at planning missions, but he knew that he had no other choice.

The safe house was filled with a mix of emotions - relief, sorrow, anxiety, and victory.

They had completed their missions, but it had come at a cost.

The loss of some dear friends and allies weighed heavily on their hearts, and they knew that their fight against the dark forces was far from over.

Luckily, not a lot of the Order members were lost– but the ones that were gone weren't gone in vain and luckily– luckily– it wasn't anyone Remus was close with.

Molly ushered Remus, along with the others present in the room, all to the long wooden table, set with steaming bowls of stew, fresh bread, and a variety of delicious treats.

It was a silent meal at first, as each member savored the comfort of good food and the company of their chosen family. Molly's warm smile and caring eyes provided a sense of solace and reminded them of the love and support that held them together.

As they ate, slowly but surely, the stories of bravery, sacrifice, and narrow escapes were shared. Some moments brought laughter, while others elicited fear, but it was cathartic to recount their experiences to those who understood the weight of their burdens.

Dumbledore had been away for a few days and so was McGonagall. A lot of the Hogwarts professors didn't come to the safe house for a while. According to Mad-Eye, there was an issue at the Ministry that required their presence. Nonetheless, the missions and planning continued.