Pain of Death

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A/N: This is my fan-fic that I am writing and I have been working on since July. I have 10 chapters so far and more will be coming. Enjoy!

The Pain of Death

Intro/Chapter 1: A tragic Loss

It was a year after the final battle, and I am sitting on my bed thinking of all the horrible things that happened during the past year. The worst was the loss of my very best friend Ron Weasley. It happened at the end if our last year at Hogwarts, when the final battle was set. Ron, Hermione, and myself had become members of the Order of the Phoenix the summer before our seventh year. A month after we joined the Order we had found out about the final battle and when it was going to be held. Dumbledore and the rest of the Order told us that we shouldn’t participate in the final battle, as they said that we were too young and that we shouldn’t risk our lives when we still had lives to live. But how could I do that, after learning about the prophecy between Voldemort and myself, I had to take him on. I explained that to the Order and they argued with me but in the end they gave in. I had tried endlessly to convince Ron and Hermione not to come, but they wouldn’t hear of it. They would just say over and over again
“Harry, we are your best friends, do you really think that we would let you do this on your own?”
I was grateful for them caring so much but they were risking their lives, but all they would say is
“Then I guess we should make our seventh, and last, year at Hogwarts our best year ever.”
And so we did. Ron and Hermione, who had been going steady since the end of our fifth year, were getting caught snogging all over the place, and occasionally I would find a garment of Hermione’s in our dormitory. Ron and me were sneaking out almost every night (Hermione had been made head girl and wasn’t able to come) to go to Hogsmead. We also had work to do as we had to take our N.E.W.Ts that year, but we needed to got top grades ass all three of us planed to become aurors. At the end of the year, the happiest news I’d heard for so long was that Ron and Hermione announced that during the summer (after the final battle) they were going to get married. I couldn’t have felt happier for them, but they final battle was less than 2 weeks away so there wasn’t much time for celebrating. It was now the day of the final battle and witches and wizards gathered from all over the country to help the Order. The battle was to be held at the old Riddle house and in the graveyard. I remember arriving; the battle had already started, so I went off to find Voldemort. Ron and Hermione were making sure that nobody tried to attack or distract me. I could smell death all around me, bodies littered the ground, people screaming, crying for help. Occasionally we saw a death eater, so we would send off those horrible green sparks to do the worst. Then I saw it, Draco Malfoy was sneaking behind Hermione. Ron hadn’t yet seen him, so I tried to curse Malfoy myself, while looking for Voldemort. This didn’t work to well, but Ron had heard me try to curse someone and then he spotted Malfoy. I told Ron to go look after Hermione, and that I would be fine on my own. He didn’t need telling twice, he went straight to where Hermione was. Ron whispered to Hermione that Malfoy was behind her, and told her to watch out. But before ether of them knew it Malfoy shot those green sparks over in their direction, but it wasn’t Hermione who got hit, it was Ron. It seemed like that moment lasted a lifetime. I can still hear Malfoy’s horrible laughing and Hermione’s sobs. Before running to Ron I caught up with Malfoy, and I did the only thing that felt right, I punched Malfoy across the face and yelled
“YOU KILLED RON! NOW I’LL KILL YOU!”
And so I did. I sent those green sparks at the ugly git’s face. I remember going over to Ron’s body and starting to cry. I look at Hermione and remember the grief she went though, I remember how she wouldn’t let go of Rons body, how she was screaming his name and telling him to come back. Then me saying
“Hermione, he’s gone, he can’t come back.”
I can’t remember how I managed to get though words out, as I fully didn’t believe them myself. Even to this day Hermione and I are the best of friends, we even live together as roommates. And at night I can still hear her crying herself to sleep. I have felt the pain of death before and again after that, not it has happened again, but there is only one true reason for all these deaths. Voldemort, And I will make sure that he never kills someone I love again. It is his turn to feel the pain of death.

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Chapter 2: A little hold up

Harry was still lost in thought when he heard Hermione's voice calling,

"Harry, Harry! Are you up yet? We have to get to work!"

Harry was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he completly forgot that today was his and Hermione's first day at work. Hermione, Ron and himself had reciver the marks that they need so they signed up for auror training. Harry knew that with the loss of Ron, Hermione had stuggled to get though day to day activities, but she worked harder than Harry had ever seen her work before with the auror training. This was saying something, because back in their third year Hermione was goin the limit, as she took almost twice the amount of classes that any one else took. Harry suspected that she was working so hard to avenge Ron, thats one iof the reasons for Haryy wanting to become an auror, that and Voldemort, but then he thought, this is who it all comes down to. So Harry egerly got out of bed, told Hermione he was getting ready and pulled on some clean robes. He could hear the water running which told him that Hermione was taking a shower. So Harry went downstairs and started making some eggs, kippers, bacon and fries tomatoes for breakfast. He had just finished making btreakfast when Hermuione came down.

"Ummmmmm, it smells really good Harry." she said as Harry magicly set some plates on the table.

"Thanks" Harry replyed. "We better eat quick though, so that we can get to work on time"

After they magicly wipped the plates clean, they went upstairs to brush their teeth. Harry tried to make his hair lie flat, but he knew it was useless, it never lay flat. Then all of a sudden he heard hermione screaming. Harry ran as quickly to her room as he could. When he got to her room he saw a horrible sight, Ron's dead body was lieing next to his own, and Hermione was sobbing at their feet. Then he noticed that her bed side dresser was open. He then realized that it was a boggart, so he stepped infront of her and it turned into a dementor. Harry shouted "RIDDIKULUS!" and the boggart disappered into wisps of smoke.

"Oh Harry!" said Hermione sobbing n his arms.

"It's okay, it's okay." he said in a calming voice.

"No it's not!" she argued. "I never see you breaking down all over the place. You never start sobbing over little things. You don't even care that Ron's dead do you?"

"Thats not true at all Hermione!" said Harry letting go of her. "How could you ever say some thing like that? Ron was my best friend!"

"I'm so sorry Harry, I'm so sorry. Of course you care! But why, why don't you ever break down like me?" she said as tears leaked down her face.

"Because..." Harry had to word this carefully, he didn't want to worry her. "I'm different when it comes to dealling with greaf, I suffer at night. Every night I hear my parents, every night I watch Sirius fall behind the veil and every night i visit that damn graveyard where i watched both Ron and Cedricbe murdered." he finished with great difficulty.

"Oh Harry I'm so sorry." she said wipping tears from her face. "I had no idea." she added quietly.

"Thats okay" Harry replied while looking at his watch. "Oh wow, we have to go Hermione!"

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"We are already five minutes late for work! Fudge won't be to happy with that!" he answered.

And with that there was a loud crack and both of them disapperated.

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Chapter 3: The New Job

There was another loud crack and the two of them apperated infront of the Fountain of Magical Brethren, which had been fixed from his encounter with Voldemort in his fifth year. Harry looked around and saw wizards everywhere. They were supposed to meet Mr.Weasley in his office so he can show them the way to their department. Harry followed Hermione to the elevator. There were only three people in the elevator with them but the were about twenty memos zooming around over their heads. They got off at the floor that Mr.Weasley's office was on, and set off to find him.

"Harry, Hermione! Over here!" came Mr.Weasley's voice.

"Hello Mr.Weasley." they said in unison.

"Hermione, are you okay?" asked Mr.Weasley, spoting her red eyes.

"W-what? Oh yes, I'm fine." she answered.

"Well it's time we get you two to work." he said clapping his hands together, but still looking at Hermione curiously.

Once they got to the auror's office, they found Mr.Fudge, the Minister of Magic, waiting for them. Harry took Fudge aside and told him why they were late, luckily he fully understood. Then he told us for our first assignment was to join the search party for Sirius Black. At this, Hermione turned her head to Harry with a look of consern on her face.

"S-so you want us to go look for Black?" Harry managed to say.

"Yes but I must warn you again how dangerous Black really is. So take exream caution." Fudge answered.

"Would you like us to to go now Minister?" asked Hermione.

"Yes, but stick together. Oh and be back by 6:00 to give me a report on what you found out."

Harry, Hermione and Mr.Weasley all left the office together. Once they were out of ear shoot of Fudge, Mr.Weasley turned to Harry and said,

"Well at lest you have it easy for your first day."

As Mr.Weasley knew about what happened to Sirius in Harry's fifth year. As painfull as it is to remember that Sirius is gone, Mr.Weasley was right, they wouldn't have much work to do, which means they would have time to go to the Order and see if they had any new information. Harry shared his idea with Hermione and Mr.Weasley, and they agreed. As Mr.Weasley still had to stay in the office it was onlu Harry and Hermione that went. They dissaperated and went home so they could get to Grimmuald Place by broom. Within the next half hour they were there. Harry and Hermione haden't been to Grimmuald Place since Rom died. Harry gave Hermione a reasuring smile before they went in. The first thing that Harry noticed was that the portrate of Sirius's mother had finaly been taken down, which also ment that Kreacher the house elf was probaly gone too. They had only been theer a couple of seconds when they heard several pairs of feet comming their way.

"Harry! Hermione!" it was Mrs.Weasley. She took Harry then Hermione into rib-breaking hugs. Then Professor Lupin came into view.

"Harry, Hermione how are you doing?" he asked shaking their hands. Next was a less friendly face, Professor Snape.

"Granger, Potter what are you doing here?" he said abrubtly.

"It is so nice to see you guys again." Hermione said, trying hard not to look at Snape.

"I hope we find you well?" said Harry, also not looking at Snape.

"Oh yes very well dear. Won't you come in and have some tea?" asked Mrs.Weasley kindly.

"Yes please." they said at once.

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Chapter 4: Back to the Order

Harry walked into the familiar kitchen and sat down in a near by chair.

"So." said Mrs.Weasley. "What brings you two to Grimmauld Place?"

"Well, we are actually on out first day at work." answered Hermione.

"What kind of work are you doing that would bring you here?" asked Snape's cold voice.

"Harry and I have gotten jobs as aurors for the Ministry." said Hermione proudly.

"Wow! Thats excellent!" responded Lupin. "But I still don't understand why your here."

Hermione looked over in Harry's direction.

"W-we were told to join the search party for Sirius Black." said Harry.

Harry felt Lupin clap his hand on his shoulder. for the next minute there was silence, then he felt one of Mrs.Weasley's rib-breaking hugs.

"So we thought s-since it would be difficult to find Sirius that we would come here and see if there was any new information." Harry said once Mrs.Weasley aloud him to breath again.

"And what is it to you if there is?" Snape asked rudely.
"Harry and Hermione have been members of the Order since their seventh year Severus." said Mrs.Weasley cooly to Snape.

"They have just as much right to know information as we do." said Lupin calmly.

"That’s all fine and dandy-" Snape started, the corner of his mouth twitching. "-but why haven't you two been showing up for meeting for the past year?"

"We are really really sorry that we haven't been coming. We have been so busy with auror training." Hermione explained. "And its been hard to come back." she added in a small voice.

"Hermione, come with me, I would like to show you something." said Mrs.Weasley in a choaked voice.
Mrs.Weasley lead her out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

"Well I must leave this little reunion as I have more important things to do." came Snape's voice.

"Good day Severus." Lupin said as Snape walked by without a word.

Harry stated to rise out of his chair, but Lupin push him back down.

"Don't start making trouble now Harry." Lupin suggested. " Did you say that Fudge has made you and Hermione a part of Sirius's search party?"

Harry nodded his head slowly.

"Why?"

"Well, its just, Dumbledore told Fudge about the veil." Lupin answered.

"Then why would he still have a search party? I thought he trusted Dumbledore again." said Harry puzzled.

"So did I..." said Lupin thoughtfully. "Harry when you get home, do you mind sending an owl to Dumbledore about this?"

"Sure I'll send Hedwig as soon as I get home." Harry reassured him.

"Thanks Harry. So how have you been?"

"I've been better. I haven't had a day like this in a while though." he told Lupin.

"Why what happened?" asked a concerned Lupin.

"Well this morning I-I couldn't Ron's death out of my mind. It was like a video that i couldn't stop, it just kept playing and playing. And now on my first day I was sent to find my dead godfather, who people still think is a mass murderer, the person that was like a father to me." Harry explained.

There was a long silence.

"How had Hermione been?"

"I've never seen her a worse state. I think she’s been over doing it with the auror training, I'm glad were done it now." Harry said. "I mean just this morning, she was accusing me of not caring that Ron is dead."

"Really?!?!" exclaimed Lupin. "Why did she do that?"

"Well there was a boggart in her dresser, an-and it turned into Ron's and mine dead bodies. She broke down completly. I tried to calm her down and said that it was okay but she said that I never break down and that I never start sobbing over little things." he explained to Lupin.

"You don’t deal with greaf that way Harry." Lupin stated.

"I know, I told her that. Then she came to her senses and said I do care that Ron is dead." said Harry. "How has Mrs.Weasley been?"

"Oh I've never seen her in a worst state." replied Lupin in a whisper." “Percy still hasn’t come back yet.”

“Still?” asked Harry astounded.

“No he hasn’t.” Lupin said coolly. “Molly sent him a letter last week, telling him that since he can’t deny that Voldemort is back, would he please come back to the family. But he sent and owl back saying he would only come back he Arthur said that Fudge is going about the right way of doing things and not Dumbledore. But Arthur won’t do that, so Percy hasn’t come back.”

Harry wanted to change the subject, so he asked Lupin if they had gotten any new information.

“Well Harry we have.” responded Lupin. “We found out that Voldemort has been in close contact with both the giants and dememtors.”

“Does it look like they’ll join his side?” Harry asked.

“The dementors most likely will, but I don’t know about the giants, there fell pretty anti-wizard right now.”

Harry shuddered at the thought of his two greatest fears on the same side. There was still one question Harry desperately needed to ask.

“What about th-“ Harry started, but Lupin finished the unfinished question.

“As far as we know, and we know a lot, Voldemort still doen’t know what the prophecy is.”

Harry felt enormous relief sweep over him.
Lupin smiled at Harry and said,

“Now where did Molly and Hermione get off to?”

“I don’t know.” said Harry looking around.

But just then they heard two pairs of coming down the stairs. Both Mrs.Weasley and Hermione appeared with puffy red eyes and little smiles on their faces.

“Ummmmm… Hermione.” Harry started to day as he looked at his watch. “We have to get back to work.”

“Oh yeah, we have to give Fudge a report.” she replied.
Lupin and Mrs.Weasley lead them to the door.

Mrs.Weasley took them both in to rib-breaking hugs again and Lupin shook their hands.

“Have a safe trip back you two.” Lupin said.

“Look after your selves dears.” Mrs.Weasley said to them.

“We will.” Said Harry and Hermione together.

And with that they mounted their brooms and kicked off into the darkening sky.

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Chapter 5: Memories of Good Times

Harry and Hermione had just gotten home after they gave Fudge a report on their day. Remembering what Lupin asked him to do, he wrote a letter to Dumbledore.

"Who are you writing to?" Hermione asked him.

"Dumbledore" he replied. "Lupin told me to send an owl to Dumbledore telling him that Fudge still has a search party for Sirius."

"Why would he care about the search party?" she asked.

“Because Dumbledore told Fudge about the veil.” Harry answered shortly.

“But I thought Fudge trusted him again?” said Hermione puzzled.

“So did I…”

Harry read over the letter before tying it to Headwig.

Dear Professor Dumbledore,
Hello professor, I hope that you are well. Today Hermione and I started our first day at the Ministry as aurors. Mr.Fudge meet us at the office and told us today’s task was that we were to go off looking for Sirius. Since that would be kind of hard to do Hermione and I went to Grimmuald Place to see if anyone was there. When we got there we saw Lupin, Snape and Mrs.Weasley. Snape left almost immediately after we got there and Mrs.Weasley went with Hermione to go look at something. Lupin and I started talking for a while, I would like to do anything for the Order, and so if there is anything I can do please tell me. Then Lupin told me that you have told Fudge about the veil. Why would he still have a search party is he knows that Sirius is gone? Lupin also told me to send you and owl about this piece of information. If you send me an owl with your response I will make sure that it will also reach Lupin.
Yours truly,
Harry Potter

Harry tied the letter to Headwig’s leg and she took off, out the open window.

“Harry, get now here or else your dinner will get cold.” Hermione called up to him.

“Coming!” he called back.

She had made shepherds pie for dinner, and it was delicious. They both magically cleaned and put away the dishes then they sat in the sitting room and talked for a while.

“So did Lupin give you and new information?” Hermione asked curiously.

“Yeah he did.” he answered. “He said that Voldemort has been in close contact with the giants and the dementors”

“And th-“ she started.

“He still doesn’t know the prophecy.”

“Well at least there’s some good news.” Hermione said relieved.

“Yeah…” said Harry. “So where did you and Mrs.Weasley disappear to?”

“Oh she just wanted to show me something.” She said shrugging.

Harry gave her an okay-but-I-don’t-believe-you kind of look.

“Oh okay, if you must know she was showing me some stuff of Ron’s. She gave me these pictures.”

Hermione pulled out a newspaper clipping and four photographs. She handed them to Harry. He recognized the newspaper clipping from when the Weasley’s won a grand galleon prize and went to Egypt the summer before their third year. The other photos were from when they were at Hogwarts. Two of them were the same, the three of them (Harry, Ron and Hermione) were standing there waving up at him. One of the others were of him and Ron, Ron was resting his arm on Harry’s shoulder. The other one was of Ron and Hermione. It was clearly taken during their sixth or seventh year because they were holding hands and occasionally he would pick her up and spin her around.

“Mrs.Weasley made an extra copy of the one that has the three of us for you, and she said to give you the one of the two of you.” she said handing Harry two of the pictures. “Oh and she told be to give you this.” Just then she pulled out Ron’s old wizard chess set.

“Oh wow!” whispered Harry. “Why did she want me to have this? Why didn’t she keep it?” he asked her.

“I don’t know. She just told me to give it to you.” she answered.

Memorizes of him and Ron play wizards chess came rushing back to him. He can still remember the first time he played. He and Ron were in the emptying great hall and Hermione was just about to leave for Christmas holiday when his bishop smashed Harry’s pon into smithereens. Hermione was just as surprised as Harry was when it happened. Ron’s excellent chess skills were useful at the end of their first year when they had to participate in a life sized, full contact, game of wizard’s chess to save the sorcerer’s stone. Harry was brought back to the present when he heard a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it.” Hermione said to him.

Harry heard her open the door and she said,
“Ummm…Harry I think its for you.”

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Chapter 6: The Unexpected Visitors

So he walked to the door. Harry was so surprised when he saw who was there, that he dropped the pictures and the chess set.

“Damn it!” cried Harry, as he picked up the chess pieces and the pictures.

The Dursley’s were at his, Harry’s doorstep.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Harry demanded.
Uncle Vernon had a look of utmost resentment on his face.

“W-we came to see how you have been doing.” said aunt Petunia with great difficulty.

He could hear Dudley somewhere behind Vernon whimpering. When Dudley finally came into view Harry noticed that he had gotten taller and more muscular from the last time Harry saw him, but in his opinion Dudley still looked like a pig wearing a wig.

“Why would you want to know how I’ve been doing?” he asked.

Harry still couldn’t believe that the Dursley’s, the people that tried so hard to make his life unbearable, were at his house. Then it hit him, maybe it wasn’t the Dursley’s at all, maybe it was some of Voldemort’s death eaters trying to get close to him. So Harry thought up of a was to be sure that it was the Dursley’s.

“What happened at Dudley’s 11th birthday, and where did we go?” Harry shot at them.

Dudley gave another whimper and Vernon’s face purpled.

“Why do you ask boy?” Vernon spat.

“Just answer the question.” He said taking out his wand.

The Dursley’s looked at Harry’s wand, their eyes full of fear.

“You know perfectly well that we went to the zoo, and you set that snake free and Dudley fell into the glass cage it was held in.” Petunia shot back.

Harry couldn’t believe it, it was the Dursley’s. How else would they know what happened on Dudley’s birthday?

“W-would you like to some in?” Hermione asked carefully.

The three of them stepped inside and looked at Harry. Harry looked back at them coolly.

“Would you like to come into the sitting room?” Hermione asked even more carefully.

The Dursley’s followed her into the sitting room but didn’t sit down.

“You know, you can sit down.” Harry said coolly. "We haven’t done anything to the sofa.”

The three of them sat down cautiously.

“I’ll make some tea shall I?” Hermione said, hurrying off to the kitchens.

“We see you’ve gotten yourself a girl.” Vernon shot at Harry.

“Hermione is not my girl. She is my best friend, so we live together.” Harry replied trying his best to keep calm.

“Oh and what happened that boy with the red hair and the dumpy mother with more kids than she can afford?” sneered Vernon.

Harry heard a tinkle of breaking china from the kitchen.

“Never talk about Ron or his family ever again.” Harry yelled, unable to stay calm.

“So is that loony still after you? Lord Volanot or what ever his name was.” his uncle said with a smile.

“As a matter of fact he is. So you better watch your backs.” Harry responded.

“And why should we do that?” Vernon replied, his face going purple again.

“Because your house was the last place that Voldemort knew I was at last.” He said shrugging.

Looks of utmost horror came across the Dursley’s faces
.
“W-well if Lord whats-his-name comes to our house, then we can tell him where to find you.” Vernon said fearfully.

“Oh sorry to rain on your parade but that wont work.” Said Harry cheerfully.

“And why not?” Vernon said, his eyes widening.

“Because Dumbledore is mine and Hermione’s secret keeper. So unless Dumbledore himself tells him where this house is, we are safe.”

That’s when it hit him. The Dursley’s must have been in contact with Dumbledore in order to find this house. Harry turned to his aunt and said,

“You are in contact with Dumbledore aren’t you?”

Just them Hermione came in carrying a platter of tea and biscets.

“How else would I have found this house?” Petunia shot at him.

“Why does Dum-“ Harry started, but he answered his own question.

Back in his fifth year he learned that he need to be in the presence of his aunt in order to help keep him safe.

“Well then I must thank you aunt Petunia.” Harry said rather coolly.

“Well I didn’t have that much choise.” She said just as coolly. “That man Dumbledore made us come.”

“Oh, okay then. Next time I talk to Dumbledore, I’ll thank him” he said his temper rising. “NOW GET OUT OF OUR HOUSE!”

Hermione lead the angry Dursley’s to the door.

“There evil, they are truly evil.” She announced.

“Yeah I know.” Said Harry helping himself to a bisect. “Try living with them for 16 years.”

Hermione chuckled and ate a biscet.

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Chapter 7: A Bad Dream

“Sirius!” he yelled. “Sirius!”
Lupin was holding him back. “There’s nothing you can do.”
“Get him, save him, he’s only gone through!”
“Its to late Harry.”
“There’s nothing you can do. Harry, nothing, he’s gone.”
“NO, SIRIUS!”

Harry woke up with his scar burning.

“Harry are you okay?”
He opened his eyes to see Hermione sitting at the foot of his bed.

“It was Sirius.” Harry muttered. “The night that he fell though the veil.”

“I gathered that much.” Said Hermione quietly.

“I was screaming in my sleep again, wasn’t I?” he asked bitterly.

“Yes.” She answered in a small voice. “You were last night too.”

Harry let out a roar of frustration, as he jumped off his bed and looked at himself in the mirror.
“I wish it would stop!”

“Of course you do. Every night you see the people that you care about most dieing.” Hermione said. “I was just thinking could these dreams be blocked by occlumency?”

“No. These dreams have nothing to do with anyone opening up my mind.” He answered. “These dreams are just horrors of my past.”

“Er, maybe. Maybe you should talk to-” she started.

“I’m not telling Dumbledore.” He said flatly.

“He would want to know.” Hermione protested.

“Dumbledore is busy enough, I don’t want to bother him with some thing like this,” Harry answered.

“But I really thin-”

But Harry cut her off.
“Look Hermione, please don’t make a big deal out of this.” Hermione gave him a look of concern. “I can look after myself, please let me handle this.”

"Fine." she said in a resigned voice. "Im going to go make breakfast."

"I'll be down in a while, I'm going to take a shower." he said.

Harry stepped in the shower, the water flet good on his burning scar. He didn't know why it was still burning, it never did this when he'd had those dreams before. Harry rubbed his scar with his hand, then washed his hair.

When he went downstairs Hermione was setting the table. She had made porage and sausages for breakfast.

Harry sat down and started to pour treacle on his porage when he heard a soft tapping noise at the window.

"Headwig!" he exclaimed.

"Does she have a response from Dumbledore?" asked Hermione, shuting the window.

"Yeah, listen." Harry read the letter out loud.
Dear Harry,
I am very glad that you sent me this information about Sirius's search part. As you may or may not know Kinsley Shacklebolt didn't survive the final battle so i now only have you and Hermione and Tonks as inside information in that department. Tonks was on vacation so didn't know about this information. I want you to tell me about anything unusal. I have told theOrder about this so they will investigate it more. Give my best to Hermione, and look after yourselves.
Best Regards,
Albus Dumbledore.

"Well he certenly thinks this is big news." said Hermione, once he was finished.

"Yeah, he does." said Harry re-reading the letter to himself."I wonder if he is going to talk to Fudge?"

"I don't know." she said checking her watch. "We better go, it's almost 9:00."

They magicaly put the dishes in the sink.
"We'll clean those after dinner." she said to Harry.

And with that, there was a loud crack and they both disappearated.

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Chapter 8: Strange Information

Harry and Hermione both appeared in front of the Fountain of Magical Brethren. They were headed towards the elevator when they heard someone calling their names.
“Harry, Hermione!” it was Mr.Weasley.
“Oh hello Mr.Weasley.” said Hermione cheerfully.
“Hi.” He answered shortly. “Come with me, I really need to show you some thing.”
“Er, sure Mr.Weasley, but we need to get to work.” Harry said.
“This will only take a minute. He assured them.
Harry and Hermione followed him to the elevator. Many people were talking in hushed voices, but stopped once they entered the elevator. Memos were zooming over their heads, waiting for the floor to which they would be delivered.
“Level 7, Department of Magical Games and Sports, incorporating the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters, Official Gobstones Club and Ludicrous Patents Office.” came a cool female voice.
Most of the lifts occupants exited, leaving only them and a frightful looking witch and a wizard with horns coming out of his head, both which exited at the next floor.
“What is it that you wanted to show us Mr.Weasley?” Harry asked him. “Does it have something to do with the order?”
“No, no.” he answered distractively, while checking his watch.
“Level 2, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including Improper use of Magic Office, Auror Headquarters and Wizengamot Administration Services.” Came the cool female voice again.
Mr.Weasley got out and they followed him. Harry and Hermione stopped dead in their tracks.
“Oh my gosh!” she whispered.
Every inch of wall was covered with posters (moving of course) of a mans head.
“Its Sirius!” Harry gasped. “What’s this all about?”
“Harry Hermione, I’m glad I found you two.” Said a voice behind them. “Can I have a word?” it was Mr.Fudge.
They turned to follow Fudge when Mr.Weasley said,
“Actually Minister, I was kind of in the middle of something with these two. Do you think we can have just a few more minutes?”
“Well I- sure Arthur, but make it quick this is very important.” Said Fudge as he walked away down the hall.
“Okay follow me, it will me safest to talk my office. He lead them into a small office where two desks were crammed in and a few file cabinets were over flowing with papers.
“Close the door please Hermione.” He asked her.
Hermione closed the door then sat down the chair behind Perkins’s desk. Harry pulled over a footstool and sat on it.
“Mr.Weasley what’s going on?” asked Hermione quietly.
“I’m actually very surprised that you didn’t know about this already.” Said Mr.Weasley. “Well actually its better for you to find out this way.” He seemed to be talking to himself more than them.
“Please, Mr.Weasley just tell use what’s going on.” Harry pleaded.
“Well the Minister has his side to the story but the Order and Dumbledore have another side…” Harry could see Mr.Weasley’s ears getting red, the way Ron’s always did when he was under pressure. “Well okay, Mr.Weasley had claimed that Sirius has been spotted here in London.”
“WHAT!” exclaimed Harry, falling off the footstool.
“Mr.Weasley, how can that be true?” asked Hermione quietly. “Because Sirius is well, er, dead.”
“I know, I know.” Answered Mr.Weasley. “But there are aurors that have claimed they have seen him.”
“This can’t be true.” Said Harry getting back on the footstool. “What does the Order think about this?”
“We are going to investigate it.” Mr.Weasley answered shortly. He then turned to Harry. “Tell Dumbledore about anything unusual that happens today, and it wouldn’t hurt to send an owl to the Order if anything happens. Oh and Harry don’t lose your temper with Fudge, we need you two in good auror spots close to Fudge.”
“Lose my temper? Lose my temper?” said Harry standing up. “I have spent 3 years convincing myself that Sirius is gone and now I’m being told that he might be alive!”
“Harry this is only what Fudge thinks.” Hermione said to him.
“Yeah, but Dumbledore told him that Sirius fell though the veil.” Said Harry almost shouting. “I saw him fall through, I saw him!”
“Harry, no one knows what’s beyond that veil.” Said Mr.Weasley quietly.
Just then there was a knock at the door.
“Arthur, t really need to talk to these two.” Came Fudge’s voice. “Are you done with them yet?”
“Ah yes, yes I’m done.” Replied Mr.Weasley.
Harry and Hermione followed Fudge out of the office and into the hallway. Harry looked at the pictures of Sirius.
“Is he really dead?” he asked himself. “Of course he is! You saw him fall threw.” he said to himself. “Ah yes, but no one knows what lies beyond that veil.” Said another voice in his head.
He looked at Hermione, she seemed to be asking herself the same question he was.
“In here please.” Said Fudge. They followed him into a small office. “Please sit.”
Harry and Hermione both sat in chintz armchairs opposite Fudge,
“Well I’m sure that you have seen the posters of Sirius Black that decorates our walls.” Fudge started. “We have gotten word from several of our aurors that Black is here in London.
Harry and Hermione exchanged glances.
“Well Minister, what does this have to do with us?” asked Hermione.
“That’s what I need to talk to you about.” Answered Fudge. “As you may already know the head of Sirius search party, Kingsley Shacklebolt, died in a tragic accident at the end of last year.”
“TRAGIC ACCIDENT?!?!” yelled Harry astounded, standing up.
“Harry sit down.” Hissed Hermione, tugging at his sleeve.
He wrenched his sleeve out of her grip. Remembering what Mr.Weasley said about not losing his temper with Fudge, he sat down.
“Sorry.” Harry mumbled.
Fudge looked at Harry, bewildered for a moment, then he carried on. “Well as I was saying we no longer have Shacklebolt he with us, which means we don’t have a head of the Black search party.”
Harry and Hermione looked at each other.
“So I was wondering if you two would like that job.” Fudge finished.
“Us?” This is only our second day at work?” responded Hermione.
“Well I know your young and new to the ministry but Dumbledore has told me of all the stuff you two have done over the years.” Answered Fudge.
“Well me and Harry-“
“Will take it.” Said Harry cutting Hermione off.
“What, Harry I really think that we should think about this first.” She said to him.
“If you want you can give me an answer tomorrow.” Said Fudge.
“I think we will Minister.” Hermione told him before Harry could say anything.
“Well there isn’t anything for you two to do today so you’re free to go home if you wish.” Fudge told them.
“Thank you Minister.” Said Hermione as they walked out of the office.
“What were you thinking?!?!” she yelled at Harry.
“I’ll explain later.” He said to her. “Right now we have to talk to Dumbledore. In person.”
“How are we going to do that? Dumbledore in all the way at Hogwarts.” She asked.
Harry pondered this question for a moment.
“Phineas.” He whispered.
“What?” asked Hermione, totally token back.
“Phineas, you know, he’s and old headmaster of Hogwarts and he had a portrait at Grimmuald place and in Dumbledore’s office!” Harry explained. “All we have to do is go to Grimmuald place and tell Phineas that we need to talk to Dumbledore in person and he will tell us how we can get to Hogwarts.”
Hermione sighed. “Its worth a shot.”
And with that there was a large crack and they both disapperated.

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Chapter 9: Fearful Discoveries

There was another large crack and Harry apperated. He looked beside him to ask Hermione something, but she wasn't there.
"She must have apperated home." he thought aloud.
And soon enough Hermione appeared at his side.
"Sorry, I thought we were going to fly, like last time." she explained.
"Don't worry about it." he said to her. "I wonder if anyone is here?"
"I don't know, Lupin and Mrs.Weasley might be here again." answered Hermione.
They both watched as number 12 Grimmuald Place emerge between numbers 11 and 13.
Harry opened the door and they both stepped inside.
"Ouch! Harry that was my foot." came Hermione's voice.
"Sorry, I can't see a thing, its pitch black in here." he apologized.
"Who's there?" came a gruff voice. "Show yourself."
"Lumos!" they said in unison.
Harry saw a man emerge from the shadows, he recognized that profile, it was none other than-
"Professor Moody!" exclaimed Hermione.
"Mr Potter, Miss Granger, is that you?" he asked suspiciously.
"Ya, its us." answered Harry, trying to find the light switch. "Ah, there it is."
"How can I be sure that its actually you?” Mad-eye asked.
"How else would we be able to get in here?" replied Hermione.
"Fair enough, fair enough." he said. "Would you like to come in and sit down?"
"Er, sure." said Harry.
"Oh by the way Miss Granger, please don't call me Professor Moody, Mad-eye is just fine." Mad-eye said as he opened the kitchen door.
"Tonks!" cried Hermione.
Sitting at the table was a woman with bubble gum pink spiky hair and a button noise wearing light pink robes.
"Harry, Hermione!" Tonks cried as they were both brought into rib-breaking hugs.
"What are you doing here?" Asked Hermione. "I thought you were supposed to be on vacation."
"I was but as soon as I heard about-" but Tonks stopped noticing the look on Harry's face. It was a mix of extreme sadness and furry. "I'm so sorry Harry." she started. "I can't imagine how you must be feeling right now."
"It's okay Tonks." said Harry shortly.
"Well, when Dumbledore heard about Sirius-" she glanced at Harry. "He sent every member of the order an owl right away. He asked-"
"Wait a sec." said Harry, cutting her off. "Why didn't me or Hermione get an owl from him? Were members of the order too."
“Er. He didn’t want to bother you at work.” answered Tonks.
“But-” Harry started but Tonks cut him off.
“He wanted the order to help him investigate it more. We only got these letters today, thus ending my vacation.” She explained.
“Well were done work now, and we need to talk to Dumbledore.” Said Harry. “I’m going to go upstairs and tell to Phineas that we need to talk to Dumbledore in person.” And he ran upstairs before and objections could be made.
“Why do you need to talk to Dumbledore?” asked Mad-eye.
“I don’t know.” Hermione sighed. “Harry wont tell be. Today just hasn’t been a very good not to mention normal day.”
“Why?” asked Tonks. “What’s happened other than Sirius?”
“Well, you know now with Kingsly gone, there’s no head for Sirius’s “search party” and now with every one thinking Sirius is “on the loose” again, Fudge asked us to be the head of it.” Hermione explained.
“He didn’t!” exclaimed Mad-eye and Tonks together.
“He did, and the thing is, Harry said yes right away.” She said stressfully. “But I told fudge that we’ll give him an answer tomorrow.”
“Take it.” Said Mad-eye quickly.
“What! Are you mad Mad-eye?” Tonks cried. “There is clearly something fishy going on here.”
“That’s exactly what I thought.” Stated Hermione. “I think that Fudge just wants to get closer to Dumbledore, and that Harry and me are the best way to do that.”
“That could be true, but you two could get closer to Fudge to figure out what he’s up to.” Argued Mad-eye.
“Yes I thought about that, and I think that’s what Harry’s thinking.” Responded Hermione.
Meanwhile, upstairs Harry was calling Phineas.
“Phineas!” he yelled at the blank canvas. “ Phineas, come on I really have to talk to you!”
Just then a man wearing slytherin robes walked into the frame. “What is all this racket about?” Phineas asked rudely. “I was trying to sleep.”
“You and I know perfectly well that you weren’t sleeping.” Harry spat at him. “Me and Hermione need to talk to Dumbledore. In person.”
“The Headmaster is very busy right now Potter.” Said Phineas, turning to walk out of his picture.
“This is important.” Harry yelled at him.
“Very well, very well.” Phineas sighed. “I shall inform the Headmaster that you wish to speak with him.”
“Thank you.” Harry said to his retreating back. “And hurry!”
Harry waited a few minutes for Phineas to return, when he heard Hermione walk into the room.
“Did you talk to him?” she asked.
“Yeah.” Harry responded. “He’s telling Dumbledore that we need to talk to him. What did Tonks and Mad-eye say?”
“Well, Mad-eye said that we should take the job, but Tonks said we shouldn’t.” said Hermione with a sigh.
“Really!?!” asked Harry astonished. “I thought it would have been the other way around.”
“So did I!” said a stressed Hermione. “There downstairs arguing about it right now.”
“Potter!”
“Oh Phineas, your back.” Said Harry looking at the now occupied canvas. “What did Dumbledore say?”
“He says he always has time to talk to you and Granger.” Said Phineas in a board voice.
“Great!” Harry exclaimed. “Thanks Phineas, but how do we get to Hogwarts from here, we can’t apperate?”
“The Headmaster said that the Hogwarts Express will be waiting for you at Platform 9 1/3.” answered Phineas.
“Great! Hermione, lets go.” Harry said as he was about to apperate to the Kings Cross Station.
“Shouldn’t we say good-bye to Tonks and Mad-eye?” she asked him.
“Yes, yes alright.” He said as they made their way down the stairs. “Shhhhh.” Harry whispered to Hermione. “They’re talking about something.”
“Mad-eye, listen, Dumbledore wouldn’t want Harry and Hermione mixed up in all of this, its bad enough that Voldemort disappeared after the battle. Dumbledore hasn’t even told him about that yet!” came Tonks’s voice, full of fear.
“Dumbledore still doesn’t know what happened to Voldemort?” Mad-eye asked.
“No. All he knows is that he vanished, without a trace.” Tonks responded.
“Well we can’t tell Harry, he’ll be furious and we can’t tell Hermione, she’ll be worries sick.” Explained Mad-eye. “But we need aurors close to Fudge.”
“Then I’ll do it!” cried Tonks in frustration.
“No, no, no!” said Mad-eye firmly. “You have enough to do already.”
Tonks heaved a big sigh. “Lets just let Dumbledore decide what’s best.”
“Fine.” Replied Mad-eye shortly.
Hermione looked at Harry in shock.
Harry was furious. It was his fault that Voldemort excaped.

[tomfeltonluver]

Well this is all I have so far. I will have the 10th chapter typed up tomorrow as I don't have any school tomorrow. Well hope you enjoyed it, I'll have more up soon.

[Rados]

you should of posted it here a long time ago1!!
hahaha i a m just kidding! awesome. what else can i say?
yay!

[tomfeltonluver]

hahaha, thanks Teri. I know i should have posted it a while ago, but I really didn't have the time.
I have exams right now so the day after i will post chapter 10, because I already have it written I just have to type it up.
Thanks.

[tomfeltonluver]

Well here is chapter 10!
I finaly am going to post it!
Enjoy!

[tomfeltonluver]

Chapter 10: Return of an old friend

Harry?" Hermione whispered. "Harry, don't-"

But before she could finish her sentence he disappereated
.
"-Do anything stupid." she finished. Hermione ran downstairs, and into the kitchen.

"Where’s Harry?" asked Tonks.

"We heard you two talking." she answered shortly.

"Oh my gosh!" exclaimed Tonks.

"Harry disapperated, didn't he?" asked Moody.

"Yeah, and I don’t know where he went." responded Hermione.

"I think I do." and with that he disappereated.

…

Moody apperated into the middle of the graveyard. So many memories came back to him. So many bad memories about the battle, so much death, and pain. Only one good thing stuck out in his mind, in this terrible place. Tonks. It was night before the battle, and I was trying to convince her not to come. So stubborn, so beautiful.

“Harry.” He told himself. “Must find Harry.”

Moody walked around for about five more minutes, before he saw Harry sitting with his head down on a tombstone.

Harry looked up, saw Moody and looked away.

“Harry?” he said softly as he sat down beside him.

“Why was I never told?” Harry asked angrily. “Why wasn’t I ever informed that he fled? Do I not have a right to know theses things?”

“Harry you have more of a right to know these things than anyone else.” Said Moody in a calming voice.

“Then why was I never told that Voldemort fled?” yelled Harry, his temper rising. “It’s because of me he’s nowhere to be found! Why has Dumbledore and the Order been keeping me and even Hermione in the dark?”

Moody sighed.

“Everyone knew that you would react like this.”

“Then why didn’t someone tell me in the first place? I probably would have taken it better. I would have gone straight out to find him.” Said Harry a bit more calmly.

“That’s exactly why.” Argued Moody. “Your best friend just died, and you could not leave Hermione all by herself. She was vulnerable, you both were and you both still are.”

"Well-" said Harry sitting down. "What else has Dumbledore and the rest of the order been keeping from me?"

"Nothing." said Moody, a little to quickly.

Harry looked at him suspiciously.

"Now Harry, why don't you dissaperate to Grimmuald place, get Hermione, and go home." said Moody, taking no notice of the look Harry was giving him.

"What hasn't the Order been telling me?" Harry repeated.

"I said nothing Harry!" responded Moody. "Now just-"

"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me!" interrupted Harry.

"Then you shall stay here and listen to what I should have told you months ago." came a voice from behind them.

Both Harry and Moody turned around.

“Professor Dumbledore!” exclaimed Harry.

“Albus, what are you doing here?” asked Moody in surprise.

“To tell Harry something I should have told him months ago.” Responded Dumbledore quietly. “Alastor, please go back to Grimmuald place and tell Miss. Granger that I have Harry here with me. I shall see you shortly.”

“Yes sir.” Responded Moody before he dissaperated.

“Now Harry.” Dumbledore started. “Please sit, and I shall tell you what I should have told you sooner.”

Dumbledore conjured up two chairs, and motioned for Harry to sit down.

Harry stayed where he was and refused to sit down.

“Why have you and the Order been keeping information from me?” asked Harry trying to stay calm.

“To save you from the next weapon that Voldemort needs.” Dumbledore answered shortly. “You do not know the extent of danger that you are in.”

“What do you mean I don’t know what extent of danger I am in?” said Harry half shouting. “I’ve been in danger all my life, and has gotten worse since my years at Hogwarts. Don’t you tell me that I don’t know that I’m in danger.”

“I will and I am Harry.” Said Dumbledore calmly. “You know and have known that you have been in danger from the threat of Voldemort your whole life. What you don’t know is the other danger you are in.”

“What other type of danger?” asked Harry, finally sitting down.

“The danger of yourself, is a result of this new weapon.” Whispered Dumbledore.

“D-danger of myself? What do you mean, danger of myself?” Harry managed to say.

“Harry, the weapon is more powerful, than anything else you have ever faced. It is a real threat to you and the ones your close to.” Said Dumbledore more quietly. “This weapon is held by a simple-”

Just then they heard a twig snap behind them.

“Stay here.” Dumbledore whispered, as he got up and went behind the tree. “STUPEFY!” Harry heard him yell.

Moments later, Dumbledore arrived with am unconscious girl in his arms.

“Better safe than sorry.” He said putting her down. “You can’t really trust anyone these days. Want out Harry.”

As Harry took his wand out, he looked at the girl. She looked about 15 with light brown hair and brilliant green eyes.

“Oh my.” Thought Dumbledore. “This can’t be her.”

Dumbledore conjured up a stretcher and put the girl on it. He looked at her gravely. Harry walked up to her to get a better look at the girl. He mouth was slightly open revealing shiny metal things on her teeth. No average witch or wizard would know what they were, by Harry knew that they were to straighten someone’s teeth and are called braces.

“Professor, do you know who this girl is?” asked Harry.

“Yes, alas. The time has come to tell you.” Dumbledore sighed.

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argh! vicki! y do u always end up on such an exciting note?? this pains me. haha...
well, is the girl?? but that can't be. omgoodness! whoa!