Harry Potter awoke slowly from a troubling dream, his mind replaying the haunting image of encountering his parents alongside Cedric in the graveyard at Little Hangleton, an event that had occurred just months earlier.
As he stirred, the sound of a turning key caught his attention. Reacting swiftly, Harry reached for his wand, preventing the key from hitting the ground. Suddenly, the door swung open with a brilliant burst of light.
"Professor Moody?" He asked in disbelief, "What are you doing here?"
"Rescuing you, of course."
The group followed Moody as he loped out of the house, Harry hot on his trail. As they walked on the freshly mowed grass Harry couldn't help but be confused and asked, "Where are we going, The letter said I had been expelled from Hogwarts."
Moody not wanting to hear more from the boy quickly explained, "Well, you haven't been, not yet. Kingsley, you take point."
"But the letter said-"
Kingsley shook his head dismissing the boy "Dumbledore persuaded the minister to suspend your expulsion... pending a formal hearing."
"A hearing?"
All individuals queued up in a line, except for the witch and wizard, while Harry took his place in the center flanked by Kingsley and Moody.
"Don't worry. We'll explain everything when we get back to headquarters." Nymphadora, an auror, spoke to Harry which made Moody shoot the girl daggers.
"Not here, Nymphadora." Moody quickly rebuked.
"Don't call me Nymphadora.' Her silvery pink hair now turned a bright orange as a showing of her anger,
Moody expressed his annoyance by rolling his eyes. He lightly tapped his staff on the ground, causing broomsticks to soar into the hands of all the witches and wizards present.
They grinned at him while grabbing their brooms and getting onto the tarmac. Moody gazed at the group, advising, "Stay in formation, everyone. Don't break ranks if one of us is killed.
With astonishment, Harry gazed at Moody as they ascended into the sky, arranging themselves in a protective formation around him. Tonks and Kingsley took up positions on either side, acting as accompanying guards during the flight.
Riding their brooms, they soared through the air, leaving trails in their wake. Their swift flight caused the water under them to twist beneath them, and every now and then, Moody's extended coat would graze the water's surface.
They touched down elegantly in the park beside a stretch of houses adorned with ornate wrought iron fences and balconies, and no one made any aggressive moves toward them or appeared to pay them any attention.
Moody tapped his staff three times, with every tap, the building moved right in front of their eyes. The people inside continued their activities as if a whole section of the building was showing itself.
"In ya go, son."
Inside the house, looked gloomy, as if all the happiness was sucked out. It quite matched the view from the outside, the color was deprived from the headquarters.
"No deaths. No proof."
"He almost killed Harry. If that isn't proof enough..."
"Yes, but guarding you-know-what is the most important..."
"We must trust Dumbledore on this."
"Was he able to protect Harry last year? Well, tonight I say it's time to take action."
"Cornelius Fudge is a politician first and a wizard second. His instinct would be to ignore it..."
"Keep your voices down!" Molly Weasley shouted as Remus Lupin and Sirius Black were deep in debate.
Mrs. Weasley bustled to drag Harry away from the meeting and upstairs.
Aurelia was 17 now, Madam MaxiMe had informed the girl, that if she didn't feel the need or use to return for her 7th year she could skip the year. The ministry had acknowledged the girl's outstanding she took in Beauxbatons and they had concluded that she did not need a seventh year.
Aurelia still couldn't believe her mother and father let her join the group, they had always been adamant about her picking the right side. she knew that, and she would risk her life for the protection of her family, especially one.
Aurelia noticed the Extendable Ear as she was currently in the meeting, Sirius and Lupin both yelling different views on Voldemort's situation. She knew it was the kids upstairs that were listening.
After the meeting concluded Molly had called the kids down. "Well, we'll be eating down in the kitchen." Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Harry made their way down the stair, the twins apparating next to their mother, scaring the wits out of her.
"Just because you're allowed to use magic now, does not mean you have to whip your wands out for everything." She shouted at the two as they made their way into the kitchen, where they would be having dinner.
"You sure you're all right, Harry? Gave us quite a turn." Arthur asked Harry.
"Harry Potter."
"Sirius!" The boy hugged his godfather.
After a little time catching up, they all eventually made their way into the kitchen, everyone conversing with each other while Molly finished up the dinner at the end of the room.
The room was buzzing with activity but Harry noticed a tall, slim female staring at the flames engulfed in the fireplace.
As Harry walked through the dimly lit door into the dining room, lost in thought, a soft voice
called out from behind, "Harry, is that really you?"
Startled, Harry looked to his right. His eyes widened as they landed on the familiar face of Aurelia Dior, a Beauxbatons student who had briefly visited Hogwarts during the Triwizard Tournament. Her brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her blue eyes shimmered with a mix of surprise and relief.
"Aurelia?" Harry exclaimed, his tone laced with disbelief. "What are you doing here?"
Aurelia stepped closer, a hint of mischief dancing in her gaze. "I'm here because we've been summoned, Harry. The world beyond the magical boundaries has grown perilous, and the Order needs all the help it can get."
Harry nodded, amazed at her courage. "But how did you even find out about the Order? It's supposed to be a secret."
She smiled, a playful glint in her eyes. "Well Sirius sent me a letter a few months ago, and I had just agreed to help the Order any way I can."
As the two of them laughed softly, a tender moment of understanding passed between them. Aurelia had always been different, and her power and respect had clearly led her to the Order's
doorstep.
Just then, a soft cooing sound broke their reverie. Aurelia's smile widened, and she carefully turned around, revealing a bundle nestled in her arms. Swathed in blankets, a tiny newborn lay sleeping, completely oblivious to the world around.
Harry's eyes widened further, realization dawning on him. "Is that...?"
Aurelia nodded, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of love and sadness. "Yes, Harry. This is Cedric's child."
Tears welled up in Aurelia's eyes as she looked at her baby, a living connection to her once beloved Cedric. Cedric Diggory, the brave Hufflepuff who had lost his life during the Triwizard Tournament, now had a legacy in the form of this precious child.
Aurelia's voice trembled with emotion as she spoke. "Cedric knew about the baby, but we kept the pregnancy a secret. Before he died, we agreed that I would have the baby even if something were to happen to him."
Harry reached out and gently touched the baby's cheek, overwhelmed by the weight of the moment. "I'm sure he would have been a wonderful father."
Aurelia smiled through her tears. "I believe he already is. His spirit lives on in our hearts and in
this child. I would do anything for my boy, Harry. Remember that,"
"This is very, very peculiar," Arthur voiced to Harry, "it seems like your hearing at the Ministry is to be in front of the entire Wizengamot. Aurelia, you might have more to handle."
Harry shook his head, "Yeah, I don't understand. What does the Ministry of Magic got against me?"
The awkwardness in the room was suffocating, before Moody harshly said, "Show him. He'll find out soon enough."
Kingsley passed Harry the daily prophet, which showcased his face with the caption: 'The Boy
who Lies?' before morphing into Cornelius Fudge, saying that 'All Is Well'.
"He's been attacking Dumbledore as well. Fudge is using all his power, including his influence over the Daily Prophet to smear anyone who claims the Dark Lord has returned." Sirius
explained to his godson.
"Why?" Harry asked in disbelief.
"He thinks Dumbledore's after his job." Lupin then spoke up.
"No one in their right mind could believe that..." No one was surprised with Harry's sudden outburst, he was very close to the man. Aurelia could see how much he trusted him, even though he shouldn't.
Aurelia had dreams weeks prior to Harry's arrival. They were awful, she did not tell a single soul of the dream, for fear of scaring Harry away from the Order.
"Exactly the point." Lupin then continued, "Fudge isn't in his right mind. It's been twisted and warped by fear. Now, fear makes people do terrible things, Harry. The last time Voldemort gained power... he almost destroyed everything we hold most dear. Now he's returned, and I'm afraid the minister will do almost anything... to avoid facing that terrifying truth."
Sirius then looked at his Godson, explaining the situation further, "We think Voldemort wants to build up his army again. Fourteen years ago, he had huge numbers at his command. And not just witches and wizards, but all manner of dark creatures."
Aurelia couldn't help but stare at her baby, who was sleeping in his expensive-looking crib. It was white and gold, she knew Cedric wouldn't agree with spending so much on a crib, but Aurelia felt obligated to give her baby the best of everything.
"He's been recruiting heavily, and we've been attempting to do the same. But gathering followers isn't the only thing he's interested in. We believe... Voldemort may be after something."
"Sirius," Moody warned.
"You mean like a weapon?"
Sirius opened his mouth and was about to speak before, Molly trudged towards him, "No, that's enough. He's just a boy. You say much more and you might as well induct him into the Order straight away."
"Good. I want to join. If Voldemort's raising an army, I want to fight."