A/N I know that the reader is 15 and is illegal to ride a motorbike but for the sake of the story, we are bending that rule. These pics gave me feels so I thought you guys might wanna see them too, Sorry!
The tires of my motorbike screeched as it came to a halt between Grimmauld place 11 and 13. Cedric swung his leg over the bike getting down as I turned off the engine. Removing the helmet and I ran a hand through my hair.
"Go in," I beckoned Cedric, pushing him forward by the small of his back.
"This place looks creepy" He shuddered involuntarily.
"Creepy people, creepy place," I shrugged.
I tugged on my leather jacket's sleeve and walked side by side with Cedric.
"Wait," he said, grabbing my arm and turning me to face him, "Don't do anything stupid please"
I narrowed my eyes playfully, "When do I do anything stupid?"
"Pretty much always"
"Shut up!"
"No, seriously, love, don't"
I smiled gently, pecking him on the lips, "I won't, I swear."
He smiled, intertwining our fingers he led me to the Order of the Phoenix headquarters. Tapping his wand on the door we entered the place.
"Hello!" I greeted Mrs.Weasley who had come running to the main door the moment she heard someone coming in.
"Hello, dear. Hello, Cedric," Her voice slightly cracking in the end. I grimaced annoyed by the greeting though Cedric seemed unfaced.
"Hello, Mrs.Weasley. How are you?" He asked politely. As she started to answer i saw a figure behind her,
"Moony!" I exclaimed, running towards Remus and engulfing him in a hug.
"Hey (Y/N)" he croaked, "Let go, I can't breath"
I pulled away, gasping, "How can you, Moony!?"
He rolled his eyes, and looked over his shoulder, "Sirius, look at your replica,"
"My replica!?" a low voice yelled from inside the room. Within minutes Sirius entered the room in his old-style clothes as I looked at him disapprovingly.
I shook my head, "One minute,"
I marched out to fetch a bag from the front pocket of my motorbike and rushed back in.
"Here," I passed him the bag and watched his amused yet excited face as he peered into the bag where his new set of modern clothes awaited.
"What...?" he trailed off.
"I didn't like your dressing sense at all so..."
"You didn't like my dressing sense!?"
"Nope, the worst, Padfoot"
They both froze for a minute and gawked at me before a loud crack sounded and Fred and George were by my side.
"Hello, little one!" They said in unison, ruffling my hair.
"I don't have the strength to deal with you two now," I said annoyed.
"Why? Did pre-"
"I dare you to finish that sentence you're for sure done, Weasley!"
They raised their hands up in mock surrender. "Did we hear someone say Padfoot...?" George asked.
"Well, well, George, I have a little surprise for you," I said, moving to stand between Remus and Sirius.
"So, you do know Remus and Sirius, don't you?" I asked, smirking.
"Yes, obviously" they answered lazily.
"Well, then you must have known these are Moony and Padfoot too"
"WHAT!?" they yelled, "No! You have got to be kidding us!"
"They are indeed Moony and Padfoot."
I looked at the two men beside me who looked flabbergasted by the reaction of the two in front of us.
"Oh my god!" George exclaimed, "Our Defense against dark arts professor is Messr. Moony!"
"And Sirius - Harry's fugitive godfather is Messr. Padfoot!" said Fred.
"I will give you two one more surprise-" I started.
"Later!" Exclaimed Cedric, squeezing through the narrow passage and pulling me to his side, "She will tell you that later."
Fred and George looked at each other before shrugging and shuffling to Sirius and Moony, pestering them about the pranks and the map. Sirius' eyes gleamed as he recited them his school memories.
"Were you to tell them about James and Peter now?" Cedric asked me in a hushed voice.
"Well, yes," I said slowly.
"Are you really telling me you were about to mention James - who died - and Peter - Who betrayed them?"
"I mean if you put it that way"
He sighed, placing a kiss to the side of my forehead, "Love, please"
"Yeah, yeah, OK"
"When are you going to pick Harry up?" I asked, taking a seat at the long dining table.
"In half an hour," Remus answered, checking his watch and taking a seat in front of me.
"And the meeting is going to start?"
"In an hour,"
Fred and George were still sitting next to Sirius, who seemed to be rather enjoying reminiscing his school days.
"Where are Ron and Hermione?" I asked.
"Upstairs," Mrs.Weasley said, annoyed, "Didn't want them here. Overhearing the meeting, wanting to join the order at a young age and all rubbish,"
I knew she was insinuating Cedric and me. We both joined the order over the summer, nobody seemed to question it rather they felt it necessary seeing Cedric just died and was brought back to life and me being a cause, they realized we were an asset to the war. We both were indeed an asset like nobody could think of in the future.
I smirked, nodded, "Yeah, Mrs.Weasley, all the rubbish is it,"
"Mom!" A voice yelled, followed by a couple of thuds and then a loud scream followed by curses.
Ginny came in, panting "Ron stabbed his toe and yelled and woke up the portra- Oh! Hey (Y/N), Cedric!"
I chuckled, "Hey Ginny" while Cedric grinned at her, waving his hand.
"He woke the portrait?" Sirius asked alarmed as Ginny nodded rapidly. He groaned getting up from his seat and strode to the portrait. I looked at Cedric expectantly. He sighed, "Yeah, get out"
I smiled rushing after Sirius and to the portrait.
"Your mother is it?" I asked after he managed to shut the portrait.
He took a deep breath, "Yep, My dear ol' mother"
I looked at the room opposite the portrait, "Can we take a look here?"
He looked inside the room, "it's just the family tapestry,"
"Yeah, but can we?"
"Why are you fond of seeing the back family tapestry?"
"Just come on,"
"Toujours Pur - always pure," I stated, looking at the large green frame that covered the walls, my arms folded before my chest.
"Yeah, the black family were pretty attached to their motto," Sirius commented.
"Except you that is"
Sirius chuckled, "Except me that is"
"Regulus Black," I said, tracing my fingers over the name, "He is dead,"
Sirius gulped, "Yeah, during the first wizarding war,"
"Do you know why?" I asked, turning to look at him.
"Yeah, something about joining Voldemort's side and then wanting to leave,"
I frowned, nodding, "But do you know the real reason?"
"Real reason?" he asked, seeming confused.
I took a deep breath, "Can you summon Kreacher for me?"
He looked greatly astonished and taken aback physically too, "Um, yeah, Kreacher!"
There was a loud crack and then an old house-elf, bowing to Sirius. "Stand up straight," he said, waving his hand.
"How did your master die?" I asked it while still looking at the tapestry.
"He didn't yet die but how much-" Kreacher started to answer but once I realized he was talking about Sirius, I flinched, "Shut up" I hissed snapping my head towards the house-elf who shrunk away in fear.
I looked at Sirius who stood there rigid, his eyes fixated on me with a look of distant fear. I took a deep breath, "Tell him how Regulus Black died,"
Kreacher suddenly looked like he was going to puke and shook his head but started to mutter, "Young master Regulus died for Kreacher, died saving Kreacher,"
He mumbled that over again a few times before he apparated away.
"Oh my," Sirius breathed, running a hand through his hair, "Is whatever Kreacher said true?"
I nodded, "Yeah, shouldn't have told you but I felt it was a necessary piece of information you need to know. And don't tell this to Cedric he will kill me."