Get ready! ((Plot people))

[madeye]

Alastor placed special wards around his room at Grimmauld Place 12. He didn’t expect an attack here, but one could never be too cautious. There had been an attack on him when he last expected it. Thinking back at that year when he was supposed to teach in Hogwarts school... Alastor forcefully had to relax his muscles and release the table edge.
Looking the room over carefully once again Alastor propped his magical eye out and placed it into a glass filled with a hazy blue liquid. The eye needed cleaning often. Alastor didn’t like it. Being without the magical eye made him feel so vulnerable.
As the eye twirled and turned in the liquid Alastor gripped his wand until his knuckles were almost white. Keeping a keen eye on the spy-glass as well as turning around in each direction slowly Alastor crouched a little. Ready to repell an attack from any direction.

Hearing a small sound Alastor whirled around surpringly qquickly for his age and shouted a freezing, tying and stunning spells after each other. Glaring fiercly at the small gray mouse that now lay next to the wall Alastor growled at it. Bloody pest. It almost gave him a heart-attack.. Stalking closer to it alastor picked it up by it’s tail and grunted with dismay upon discovering that the little rodent was dead. The spells had obviously been too much. At least Molly had one less mouse to complain about now. Dropping the body into a bin Alastor whirled around ready to curse again at a whistle. Heaving a breath of relief upon discovring that the eyes was ready to be worn again Alastor rushed to the table with the glass and fished the eye out. Pushing it into his head Alastor felt it roll around as it setteld into it’s place again.

Checking the room again with the magical eye Alastor was pleased to see that no one was in the vicinity. At least not nearer than they had been before Alastor placed the eye into the liquid. Taking down the wards he had put on the room before Alastor turned and left the room. With his every second step coming out with a clang Alastor moved towards the dining room. He could see other members of the Order there already. They had to figure out a plan to counter strick the Death Eaters. As well as making sure that the kids would be prepared for an attack. One should never be careless. And an attack could come at any moment.

[Molly Weasley]

Molly had been in the kitchen cleaning, when she heard spells being shouted out from up stairs. The voice, she finally recognized, was Alastor's. She wondered what he was cursing. No one had been up there to bother him. Finally, she heard him coming down the stairs.

" Good day, Alastor. Would you like something to eat this morning?" Molly asked him. She loved to cook for everyone, and when she was here there were plenty of people to eat. That satisfied her. She just didn't like that the house was still filled with pests. She and the children had spent most of the previous summer trying to get rid of the pests, but the house had been left vacant while Dumbledore made sure that Harry had inheirted the house, as Sirius's will had stated. Now, she had to start all over again.

The pests would have to wait though. The Order had to get together and think of some way to get some of the Death Eaters back in Azkaban where they belonged. the others should be arriving shortly, I wonder if they too will be hungry.Molly thought to herself.

[arthur]

Arthur walked out of the Ministry quickly, his footsteps echoing down the empty alley. He looked swiftly up and down the alley before turning sharply and completing the Apparition that he was doing to reach his far destination. Arthur opened his eyes when he hit the ground. It was a rather dreary day today and the neighbors next to Grimmuald Place were playing music loudly. Arthur was taken up in exciting thoughts about how the music manages to come from a small tin box. Or at least that was what it looked like. Perhaps it was metal or maybe... He sighed and walked as fast as he could up the pathway and to the door. Pulling it open swiftly and quietly, he walked inside. He didn't want to be too loud; perhaps Alastor was around somewhere. Knowing him, he might just curse Arthur when he stepped into the room. He smiled wearily and rubbed his eyes, wanting to get rid of all signs of sleepiness.

Entering the kitchen on the bottom level, he noticed that Alastor and Molly were inside. Molly was, of course, cleaning the best she could. Arthur sighed and moved over to sit down the kitchen table, taking off his cloak as he went. Throwing it on the back of the chair, Arthur sat down, making the chair creak slightly. He gave a wry smile Molly's way and a nod in Alastor's. Sighing, he leaned back and watched the process. "Hello Molly, dear. I thought you might be here today." Arthur watched his wife clean closely, noticing that the place had become filthy once again. That was the least of their problems now, however. After the Death Eaters attacked in Diagon Alley, the Ministry had been a fiasco and the wizarding world in complete panic. But, most of all, this proved that no where was safe. The children, all of whom were supposed to be showing up shortly, would be tested to see how well they could handle an attack, if there was another. Arthur blinked slowly, knowing that there would be. It would all just be a matter of time. And, hopefully, everyone would have a plan by then and be ready. Perhaps, the Order would do something to stop the Death Eaters before that time came. Arthur hoped that they would, although he wouldn't want to fail if they did attempt to attack.

"Busy day at work." he explained in case the other two had noticed the bags under his eyes. He smiled slightly as he leaned back even farther in his chair, fingering his wand in his pocket. "How have you been doing lately Alastor?" He asked, knowing that he would be on the limits with worrying over when there could be an attack. He also knew that Alastor was ready for a plan of action, as usual. Arthur just wanted to make sure that it was thought over thoroughly before they actually did it.

[Molly Weasley]

Molly had heard Arthur come in the door, and turned to see that he was already in the kitchen. " Hello, Arthur. Are you hungry?" She said noticing that her husband also looked tired. He must have been working too hard. Molly didn't have much to say this morning. She stayed worried too much to think of petty conversation.

" I got here early this morning. I knew the place would need to be cleaned and that we would all have to eat during the day." Molly said to Arthur when he had told her that he expected to find her here. Molly only cleaned to keep herself busy, and to stop her from worrying so badly. All she did anymore was worry about the children, and now with the attack on Diagon Alley and Ron and Ginny being injured in it, that made her worry more.

Molly checked the eggs that were cooking on the stove top, and went back to cleaning when she saw that they weren't ready yet.

[Professor Neville Longbottom]

Neville looked at the little scrap of paper that he had combed over a million times. After shoving it back in his pocket, he continued to fiddle in his pocket to feel for the tiny scrap. I can't lose this. If I lose this piece of paper, then somebody could possibly find headquarters, he constantly told himself to remind him of the risk he was taking holding on to the note. Obviously nervous, Neville's jeans swished together as he walked up and down the street known as Grimmauld Place. With his head bent down against the wind, he looked to his right to keep an eye out for the secret headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. Finally stopping in front of vacant lot between numbers 11 and 12, he pulled out the paper that had been encompassing his thoughts.

Reading the words aloud, he looked up to watch the house appear to him and only him. " The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix is at 12 Grimmauld Place." Walking up to the stoop, he stared at the ancient door that was before him. He surveyed the peeling paint and the dying grass in the yard. Knocking loudly, he hoped that somebody would soon open the door to let him in.

[susanbones]

Susan frowned as she looked at the note that had just been delivered by personal courier. Meeting? Meeting! Don't they know I can't handled this right now?!,Susan fought back the tears that were beginning to well up in her eyes. Not only had she lost her Aunt Amelia in the attack on Diagon Alley, but Hannah had lost her dear mother. Hannah and Susan had been friends for ages, and losing Hannah's mother was just like losing her on. After attending two very hard funerals that week, she didn't particularly feel up to having a DA meeting. After reading the last line, she crushed the piece the paper up in her fist. Aunt Ameilia would of wanted it this way. For me to continue fighting He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

Susan wiped her eyes and went upstairs to change out of the pajamas that had become a staple of her wardrobe since her Aunt's death. She hadn't really been out of the house since her death even though her friends had tried to coerce her out of hiding. She really hated being that way to Hannah, but she was hurting too. She really didn't think she could be any help to her friend while she was still trying to compose herself. Giving herself a once over in front of the mirror, she went to her front stoop. Standing on the porch for a moment, she willed herself to Grimmauld Place.

After a few moments, the unpleasent sensation of Apparation subsided and she found herself at the corner of Grimmauld and another street. Walking down the street, she went over the words in her mind. She was hoping that 12 Grimmauld Place had a number on it so she could recognize it. Susan hand never visited the house, but had heard that the Order had been using it as Headquarters for a while. She didn't have to walk far before she found the house, and a familiar face. Waking up on the porch, she placed her hand on Neville's back. " Hey Neville. You okay? I hope you haven't waited out here for long."

[tonks]

Nyphadora was upstairs in an empty room writting an Owl. Her exotic pink hair was in covering her face as scribbled words down on the parchment. Humming a Weird Sister's song, she set her quill in the ink jar and read over the letter. Moving her lips, silently she read over the letter. "Lovely." she said as she folded it and put it neatly into an envelope. A dark brown barn owl sat at the window waiting for a responce. The reciever of the letter could only be assumed to be an order member, but thats all one could assume. Attaching the letter to the Owl. She nodded as he knen where to go. Watching the owl fly away she quickly closed the window after it and put a hex over it and its glass. Pushing in her chair she begain towards the door.

Finally, walking down the last few stairs, Tonks heard a knock at the door. Glancing into the living quarters she gave a weird look to Moody. Slipping out her wand, she wanted to be extra careful. They were expecting visitors but, anyting could happen. Walking up to the door, she looked though the eye hole so she could see who was there. Neville Longbottom and Susan Bones stood at the door waiting. Tapping the door, unlocking the hex, she slid the door open. " 'Ello Neville, Susan!" She said with a smile. "Hope you don't mind." She said as she pointed her wand at both of them. Suddenly they were covered in a red glow. As it fadded away she smiled. Turning her head towards Moody a room away she said, "Its Them!" Opening the door fully she stepped aside allowing them in. "Come in, you are the first two here of the Army. We'll have to wait only a little longer." She said as she closed the door swiftly and placed the hex back upon it.

Walking into the living quarters and Molly and Aurther already sat and accompanied Moody. Alastor always had an odd persona about him. She didn't care to be in the same room with him for long alone. He was quite a help with his talent but she actually was somewhat afraid of him. But, as Tonks was, always a kind person. "So, any word from Harry, Ron, or Hermione? Are they on their way?" she asked looking around to everyone in the room.

[Molly Weasley]

Molly had been cleaning very throughly when she heard a light tapping on the door. She peeked around the corner of the door to see that Tonks was already answering it. Molly went back to her work, and then heard Tonks announce whom had been tapping on the door. Looking over at Alastor, she then heard Tonks shout, " It's them". Molly was glad to see that the children of the DA were starting to arrive, and hoped that they would all safely arrive.

Molly turned to greet the others as they entered the room. " Good Morning, Tonks. Neville, glad to see you found the place well. And Susan, so sorry about your loss. Your aunt was a good woman." Molly said choosing her words carefully.

Molly had just began to turn back to her vigorous cleaning when she heard Tonks asking about Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Molly had just gotten a letter from them this morning but hadn't had the chance to share it with the others yet. " They wrote this morning to inform us that they are all going to travel together. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny haven't been released from the Hospital Wing, yet. But they are expecting to get released shortly." Molly said sweetly, and with a smile. She had been so happy to hear that the children would all be coming some time soon. It made her feel better to know that they had healed nicely. " I'm not sure if they plan on apperating here, or how they plan on traveling seeing as how Ginny can't apperate just yet." Molly told Tonks. The letter hadn't said how the four of them would be traveling, just that they were going to stay together.

[luna]

Luna stared thoughtfully out of the window of her dad’s office. The members of the DA had been all called to Grimmaulds place. But the Beatles music was so good that Luna didn’t want to leave before the end of current song. Singing along Luna stared out of the window. Luna finally turned around and smiled at her father: “Daddy, I’m going to go now. I’ll see you later in the evening.”
“Have fun,” came a muffled response from her father who was inside a drawer up to his waist as he looked for something.

Luna took hold a big stuffed toy and a few moments later felt the familiar pull of portal-key around her navel. Arriving at the Ministry a few moments later Luna hugged the big stuffed penguin under her arm having to catch her huge orange hat that the penguins beak accidentally pushed out of place. Placing the hat carefully on top of her head once again Luan shifted it so it was leaning over her right eye almost. Luna was wearing a violent purple tank-top with a pink men’s shirt over the tank-top. The shirt wasn’t buttoned, just the hems were tied around her stomach. The muggle look was finished with a pair or beige and black checkered pants that were puffed around the thighs and from the knees down were tightly around one’s leg. And then came a pair of black shoes with purple butterfly adorning the toes of both shoes.

Skipping out of the ministry happily Luna waved down a cab rather quickly. Smiling brightly at the driver Luna gave an address about 2 blocks away from Grimmaulds 12. Paying the bill generously Luna moved down the almost empty streets except for a few kids playing outside. Finally reaching the place where Grimmaulds place stood Luna followed the instructions and a few minutes later the house appeared into view.
“We all live in a yellow submarine, yellow submarine, yellow submarine, We all live in a yellow submarine, yellow submarine, yellow submarine,” happily while knocking on the door in rhythm to the song.

[Ron Weasley]

Ron stood rather ackwardly in the center of the Hospital Wing. He held a piece of parchment in one hand, and a very nice looking cane in the other. Madam Pomfrey had healed his leg and neck in a snap, but after that she had become busy again and his lacerated foot didn't get healed completly. He didn't mind to much, other students had more pressing injuries than his foot. So he now walked with a cane and a slight limp. Pomfrey had managed to place a charm on the foot so that it would heal faster. A house elf had come to the Hospital Wing and had handed him the parchment. There was a note written on it that read:

Hermione, Ginerva, Ronald

I’m sure you have all received a summoning to the Orders headquarters by now. As you cannot apperate from school I have prepared a portal key to you. This note you are currently holding will transport you there safely. This will take you to the living room at exactly 11.00 for in time for the meeting.

Albus Dumbledore

So here they stood now, Ginny and Hermione to either side of him. Ron looked to the clock, it was a minuet till 11. Ron sighed as the clock finally chimed 11. Ron immediatly had the feeling of being streched and pulled along a narrow tunnel. The feeling lasted almost a minuet and suddenly Ron exited the tunnel. Ginny and Hermione landed next to him. The room was easily recognized as the living room of Grimmauld place. Ron looked around and than heard voices in the kitchen. Motioning to Ginny and Hermione Ron stepped into the kitchen and noticed his parents, Tonks, Moody, Neville and Susan.

"Hey Mum, hey Dad." Ron said to his parents. "Hello Tonks, Moody." Ron said in greeting to the two and than turned to Neville and Susan. "Hey guys, I see they called you here also."

[Parvati Patil]

Parvati brushed out her black hair and admired herself in the mirror of her bureau. Smiling at her reflection, she whipped her hair around in a haughty fashion and let a slow smile creep across her face. The low rise jeans and tank top accentuated her figure nicely, and she was hoping to catch a few eyes on the way to the mall this afternoon. Putting on her lip gloss, she turned at the gentle tapping on her window. A brown Tawney owl was rapping steadily on the glass with his beak. After a few moments, she let the bird in and it perched on the edge of her bed. Unwrapping the note tied to his leg, she grimaced at the handwriting inside. Where in the hell is Grimmauld Place?, she thought to herself.

Knowing that her afternoon of shopping was ruined, she ran to her sister's room to see if she received the same owl. Confirming it, she let her sister know that she was leaving for the gathering and headed out the door. Giving hugs and kisses to her parents, she lied easily, letting them know she was going to the mall. She skipped off into the garage, and instead of taking the small sedan that was parked inside she popped out of existence.

Parvati soon reappeared outside of a shabby looking house that no one but her could see. Looking around, she pulled out her wand and set it to the note that was still grasped firmly in her hand. " Incindeo!" she commanded and the scrap of paper dwindled into flames. Walking up to the door, she knocked enthusiastically, hoping to get the attention of the occupants inside.

[Molly Weasley]

" Ron, Ginny, Hermione!" Molly shouted with excitement. She was happy to see the three children were out of the hospital wing. Happy wouldn't put into words the way she was feeling, but it would have to do. " Are you three hungry?" She asked them, then suddenly she noticed that Ron's leg was still in a cast, and she imagined that Ginny's ribs were still hurting, and that Hermione was still in pain as well. " You three need to sit down." Molly said worrying that standing would cause them more pain than usual. " Ron, where's Harry? I thought that he was going to arrive with the three of you." She asked quietly.

Suddenly, Molly heard a knock on the door, she looked around. " I'll check." Molly said to the others as she headed toward the door. She go to the door, and glanced through the eye hole in it. It looked like Parvati Patil but Molly had to be sure. She opened the door slightly. " Hello, Parvati." Molly said as she took her wand out of her pocket. She pointed it gently at Parvati, and suddenly she was surrounded by the same red glow that Tonks had covered Neville, and Susan in. As the glow faded, Molly smiled. " Sorry 'bout that but we can never be to careful anymore. Everyone is in the kitchen, this way." Molly lead Parvati toward the kitchen.

After Molly and Parvati got to the kitchen, Molly turned to Parvati, " Are you hungry?" Molly didn't know how long it had been since Parvati had eaten, and thought that it would be appropriate to ask this question. Molly returned to her cleaning as she waited on an answer.

[madeye]

With the dead mouse who had entered his room hanging by it’s tail from his hand still, Alastor entered the kitchen. Grunting in response to Molly’s and Arthurs greeting Alastor’s magical eye followed Tonks for a moment as she entered. Giving one more grunt Alastor finally moved to the bin dropping the body of the rodent into it.
Replying to Tonk’s glance with his normal eye Alastor’s magical eye was already turned towards the door checking to make sure it really was the kids there. Tonks used a charm to guarantee it while Alastor offered a quiet growl in greeting. Longbottom and Bones. Didn’t the girls aunt die at the Diagon Attack? His suspicion about it was affirmed when Molly offered her sorry to the girl. Alastor wasn’t going to do it. This was a war and wars always had victims. This one wasn’t the first. Wouldn’t be the last.

Hearing the sound of portal key Alastor’s magical eye whirled that way. Molly hugged the kids and turned to open the kitchen door while Alastor’s wand was already out and he used the same charm on the kids as Tonks and Molly did on others. You could never be too careful. Constant vigilance was what kept one alive.
Hearing that annoying knocking on the door Alastor glared at that Lovegood girl through a couple of walls. Didn’t she know better than to avoid pulling attention to herself?
No one else seemed to have reacted so Alastor growled impatiently before standing and stomping towards the door. Opening the door Alastor pulled Lovegood in and casted the charm to identify her in a moment. Grunting Alastor turned and stomped towards the kitchen again as nothing seemed wrong. His magical eye twirled around in his head just as fast however.
“We have to see if the kids actually can do something,” Alastor’s both eyes stopped on the cast surrounding Ronald’s leg for a moment as he growled it, “There is no good in just sitting around and wallowing about what has happened.”

[lupin]

Lupin walked down the dark and deserted street that was Grimmauld Place. A feeling of disdain crept over him as he looked at the raggedy houses that lined the paved road. The road had several cracks running through it and the place looked like a war zone. Along one of the side walks Lupin notice a set of muddy paw prints and a shot of pain jabbed at his heart. It was not too long ago that he had been walking down this street, Sirius at his side. However, with two of his friends dead and one joining forces with Voldemort times had certainly changed. He could no longer depend on the support from his friends, instead he had to turn to members of the order, which he saw few and far between.

Earlier that afternoon Lupin had received an urgent message informing him that there was an important Order meeting coming up and it was imperative that he showed. He approached the spot directly between Houses 11 and 13 and stared at the space, concentrating slightly. A rather large and untidy house began to wedge its way in between the other two, pushing them aside to make room for itself. It only took a few moments for the house to appear completely, slightly longer than usual.
Lupin walked up to the front step and knocked, it was standard routine, he waited patiently for a member of the order to open the door and permit him entrance.

[arthur]

Arthur smiled at Molly but didn't reply. He leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes, thinking about resting until the others arrived. He didn't have much time, however, for he heard a knock on the door and was about to get up and get it when Tonks came around the corner and opened it herself. Arthur kept one eye opened as her surveyed the two children who had arrived. He gave them a wary smile, before closing his eyes once again. "Hello Neville, Susan, Tonks." he said, keeping the smile on his face although his eyes were closed. Deciding Moody wouldn't approve if he was just sitting there, Arthur opened his eyes, and stood up straighter in his chair, waiting for others to arrive. So far it was four Order members and two of the Army members. He sighed and blinked a few times when he heard a knock. This time Molly stood to let them in and in came Ron, Ginny and Hermione. Arthur's smile widened as he greeted them. "Hello Ron. Ginny, Hermione." he then noticed that Ron's leg was still in a cast. Ginny and Hermione were probably not faring well either.

"Madam Pomfrey didn't get around to you yet?" Arthur asked, exasperated but not at Madam Pomfrrey. She was probably doing the best she possibly could but Arthur had thought that she would have cured most by now. He shook his head and heard another knock at the door. This time, Arthur got up before anyone else could. He nodded and walked over to the door and peered through the hole. It was Remus. Arthur ridden the door of the hex and opened it just enough for Remus to step inside. Arthur gave him a small smile and closed the door behind Remus with a snap. "Remus," he said with a nod. "They're all in the kitchen now." Arthur beckoned Remus on to the kitchen, in case he didn't know exactly where it was. He was sure that he did, but just in case. Arthur settled back in his chair once he had reached the kitchen, and waited patiently for the others to arrive.

[Hannah Abbott MacMillan]

"Hannah. Hannah darling you have to get up." her father said in a patient comforting voice while shaking his daughter's shoulder slightly. "No. I'm not ready. You said I had all the time I needed. I'm not ready. I don't want to get up." Hannah chocked out through the tears that started streaming down her face the moment she opened her eyes and was brought back to reality. "It's not that darling. You do have all the time you need, trust me. It's just... you have an owl here and it seems urgent. He won't let me take the note though - has pecked my hand something fierce to keep me from touching it more than to see it's for you." He explained sadly - he hated seeing his only daughter this way. And he hated the fact that it had been the death of his wife that made her that way.

Sighing Hannah sat up in bed and watched as the owl flew onto her lap and let her take the letter before briskly flying off again. She read over the note carefully through the tears that were beginning to slow and collect in the corners of her eyes. Her father gave her a sad smile before leaving her to her own devices. Hannah read through the note two more times before wiping the tears from her face - leaving smugged streaks on her face. Knowing that this was something she had to do - something her dear departed Mum would have wanted her to do - Hannah slowly lifted herself out of bed and onto wobbly legs. Painstakingly slowly Hannah got ready and made herself presentable - Piglet never leaving her arms. Finally at eleven she had her hair in pigtails and her face all clean. She went downstairs and said goodbye to her dad before apparating onto the street that had been mentioned in the note - Grimmauld Place.

She searched down the street until she found 11 right next to 13 and thought about how the note had indicated number 12. 'This can't be right' she thought. But even as the words rolled themselves around in her mind the house seemed to push its way into existence between the other two. Morosely she dragged her feet up toward the steps - she noticed Professor Lupin being let in but couldn't find her voice to call out. So she just continued to trudge until she made it to the door herself and had to knock on her own - all alone save for Piglet who she hadn't let go of since that day in the Hospital Wing.

[Molly Weasley]

Molly heard another knock on the door. She waited to see if someone else wanted to answer it. Since no one had moved, she decided to get up and answer the door.

Molly walked to the door, making sure to have her wand in her hand. She carefully opened it to find a young girl that went to Hogwarts standing at the door. She suddenly recognized the girl, it was Hannah Abbott.

" Come in, Hannah, and I hope this doesn't bother you, but we have to be careful." She said as she covered Hannah in the same red glow that the adults were using to make sure their visitors really were themselves, and not imposters. " Every one is in the kitchen. It's right this way." Molly said trying carefully not to say anything too much. She didn't know how Hannah was feeling, and wanted to offer her condolences but she also wanted to make Hannah feel as if she didn't have to talk about it, unless she wanted to.

[Ron Weasley]

Ron looked about the room as more and more people showed up. Luna, Hannah, Parvati, and Lupin all showed up. He turned to his mother as she asked him a question. "Actually mum. I am quite hungry. Hospital food isn't exactly, appetizing." He noticed her look down at his foot. "Don't worry about it mom." Just than his father also brought attention to it, asking him a question. "No, Madam Pomfrey got to me and was able to heal the fracture. See." He demonstrated this by moving his leg around. "But she didn't have time or the means to completely heal the laceration. Hence the cast." He said in explanation.

As Ron was saying this he heard Moody's growl and glanced him and noticed he also was looking at his cast. Ron didn't like this, just cause he was in a cast didn't mean he was any weaker than before. To prove this Ron lifted the can and strung it across his shoulders and walked to the table without the cane and sat down. "So mum, whats to eat?" He asked and cast a glance over at Moody. Ron placed the cane across his lap and looked at Molly.

[susanbones]

Susan went to the kitchen as she gratefully accepted Mrs. Weasley's invitation for food. She didn't want to admit it to anyone, but she hadn't been eating well since her Aunt Amelia and Mrs. Abbot had died. Family friends had been bringing trays and dishes for weeks to her family, but every piece of turkey, every spoonful of green beans, and every slice of pie tasted like rocks in her mouth. She was grateful for the generosity, but the reason why was what was bothering her. People seemed to come out of the woodwork after a tragedy, but if she had needed any of those people at any other time, they would of been missing in action.

Susan heard another knock on the door. She peered down the hallway as Mrs. Weasley went and answered the door. Seeing the familiar red light shine, she heard Mrs. Weasly welcome Hannah to the house. Filling the tears spill down her cheeks, Susan rushed out of the kitchen and greeted her best friend with a large hug. Weeping gently into Hannah's shoulder, she spoke. " Hannah are you okay? I feel so bad not being around, but you know, with Aunt Ameilia....and your Mom.....I haven't been able to really function."

[Professor Neville Longbottom]

"Ron!" Neville looked really excited to see his friend. He was really started to worry that only these few were going to show up. Neville took the DA very seriously, and had been quite upset when their meetings were interrupted by Draco Malfoy and his minions. He had always looked forward to each and everyone of the meetings, and was really glad Harry was taking the time out to teach them what he knew. Neville was not the most adept at DADA, which wasn't news to anyone, but he was still able to scrape an OWL in that subject because of Harry's help. " So, Ron, how is the healing process coming along? You looked really rough in the hospital, but they were saying you would make a pretty quick recovery."

Neville acknowledged Mrs. Weasley. " Food would be great, Mrs. Weasley." Neville had never had her cooking but had heard it was some of the best in the land. He averted his gaze from the woman. Not that he wasn't grateful for the food, but parents always made him a bit nervous. " So, Luna, how has your summer been? I haven't seen you since we were digging for those Watch-a-ma-call-its." He blushed deeply. He always got flustered when he was around Luna, but that was nothing new. He got flustered around everyone. Neville let out a gasp as Susan took out of kitchen at top speed. She rushed over and hugged her friend Hannah. Taken aback, Neville shut his mouth rather quickly, not wanting to interrupt the girl's tend moment.