One Team
Dumbledore’s Office, while Harry slept….
Severus Snape had recovered from Hagrid’s treatment—even to the point of casting a silent Cushioning Charm—but he continued to glare at his school nemesis. He still wanted to rip the Animagus to shreds, physically and verbally; however, a sideways look at Albus squashed that urge.
Reading the Potions Master’s expression correctly, Dumbledore informed Snape, “Remus will also be joining us directly…Ah, here he is….”
As Albus Conjured yet another chair, the Werewolf took his place. “I was barely able to dodge Minister Fudge,” he reported, to the chuckles of several others. “What’s happened, Albus?” As he, Arabella and those Weasleys who were present listened to the night’s events, Remus Lupin thanked the Fates that there would be a New Moon well before the next Full Moon….
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After Dumbledore finished, Molly Weasley shook her head incredulously. “I still don’t see how he returned…,” she was muttering.
”There’s the Pensieve,” remarked Arthur. “Come on, and you’ll see,” he continued firmly, taking his wife by the elbow, and beginning to propel her toward the device, ignoring her protests.
”Actually, all of our Order members here need to see this…Kingsley, Sirius, if the two of you would please help Arabella….”
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After emerging from the Pensieve, Harry’s neighbor had the first question. “Albus, how’s the best way for me to help Harry?” As a Squib, there obviously wasn’t anything she could do Magically; however, she really wanted to help the young Wizard.
”Do your best, then, to keep an eye on him, please, Ara,” Albus replied. “When Harry wakes up, I should probably have him brought here, to meet you all as Order Members, since we’ll all need to act as one team…,”
”What about Granger and Weasley?” innocently asked Severus…at which point Molly panicked.
”I do NOT want my children involved with that monster!” she screamed.
”They already are, Molly…,” Arthur began.
”Dad’s right,” Charlie chimed in, via the flames of the Floo. This horrified Molly even more; she began trembling and weeping.
”How could they all not know?” Bill added, as he gripped his mother’s shaking shoulders.
”Bill and Charlie are right, Dear. Amos and I were sitting where we could see Ginny, Ron and the twins,” her husband told Molly. “Like everyone else in the stands, our kids all heard what happened after the Third Task…and they all know that…Voldemort’s…back.”
Molly wasn’t the only one who straightened up when she heard her husband—who’d always insisted on saying, “You-Know-Who”—actually speak the dreaded name. “We need to prepare them for what likely lies ahead….”
”Do you think, Father…?” began Bill, fidgeting….
Arthur knew what his firstborn was going to say, and cut him off. “You just leave your middle brother to Minister Fudge and me!” he vowed.
At that, all heads turned Arthur’s way….