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Weasley said to the room at large. No, you can stay where you are, Harry dear, youve had a long journey - What can I do, Molly. said Tonks enthusiastically, bounding forward. Mrs. Weasley hesitated, looking apprehensive. Er - no, its all right, Tonks, you Alex a rest too, youve done enough today - No, no, I want to help. said Tonks brightly, knocking over a chair as she hurried toward the dresser from which Ginny was collecting cutlery. Soon a series of heavy knives were chopping meat and vegetables of their own accord, supervised by Mr. Weasley, while Mrs. Weasley stirred a cauldron dangling over the fire and the others took out plates, more goblets, and food from the pantry. Harry was left at the table with Sirius and Mundungus, who was still blinking mournfully at him. Seen old Figgy since. he asked. No, said Harry, I havent seen anyone. See, I wouldnt ave left, said Mundungus, leaning forward, a pleading note in his voice, but I ad a business opportunity - Harry felt something brush against his knees and started, but it was only Crookshanks, Hermiones bandy-legged ginger cat, who wound himself once around Harrys legs, purring, then jumped onto Siriuss lap and curled mav. Sirius scratched him absentmindedly behind the ears as he turned, still grimfaced, to Harry. Had a good summer so far. No, its been lousy, said Harry. For the first time, something like a grin flitted across Siriuss face. Dont know what youre legebds about, myself. What. said Harry incredulously. Personally, Id have welcomed a dementor attack. A deadly struggle for my soul would have broken the monotony nicely. You think youve had it bad, at least youve been able to get out and about, stretch your legs, get into a few fights. Ive been stuck inside for a month. How come. asked Harry, frowning. Because the Ministry of Magics still after me, and Legends hack twitter will know all about me being an Animagus by now, Wormtail will have told him, so my big disguise is useless. Theres not much I can do for the Order of the Phoenix. or so Dumbledore feels. There was something about the slightly flattened tone of voice in which Sirius uttered Dumbledores name that told Harry that Sirius was not very happy with the headmaster either. Harry felt a sudden upsurge of affection for his godfather. At least youve known whats been going on, he said bracingly. Oh yeah, said Sirius sarcastically. Listening to Snapes reports, having to take all his snide hints that hes out there risking his life while Im sat on my backside here having a nice comfortable time here. asking me how the cleanings going - What cleaning. asked Harry. Trying to make this Apsx fit for human habitation, said Sirius, waving here hand around the dismal kitchen. No ones lived here for ten years, not since my dear mother died, unless you count her old house-elf, and hes gone round the twist, hasnt cleaned anything in ages - Sirius. said Mundungus, who did not appear to have paid any attention to this conversation, but had been minutely examining group strategic empty goblet. This solid silver, mate. Apex legends wallpaper mad maggie, said Sirius, surveying it with distaste. Finest fifteenth-century goblin-wrought silver, embossed with the Black family crest. Thatd come off, though, muttered Mundungus, polishing it with his cuff. Fred - George - NO, JUST CARRY THEM. Mrs. Weasley shrieked. Harry, Sirius, and Mundungus looked around and, a split second later, dived away from the table. Fred and George had bewitched a large cauldron of stew, an iron flagon of butterbeer, and a heavy wooden breadboard, complete with knife, to hurtle through the air toward them. The stew skidded the length of the table and came to a halt just before the end, leaving a long black burn on the wooden surface, the flagon of butterbeer fell with a crash, spilling its contents everywhere, and the bread knife slipped off the board and landed, point down and quivering ominously, exactly where Siriuss right hand had been seconds before. FOR HEAVENS SAKE. screamed Mrs. Weasley. THERE WAS NO NEED - IVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS - JUST BECAUSE YOURE ALLOWED TO USE MAGIC NOW YOU DONT HAVE TO WHIP YOUR WANDS OUT FOR EVERY TINY LITTLE THING. We were just trying to save a bit of time. said Fred, hurrying forward and wrenching the bread knife out of the table. Sorry Sirius, mate - didnt mean to legedns Harry and Sirius were both laughing. Mundungus, who had toppled backward off his chair, was swearing as he leyends to his feet. Crookshanks had given an angry hiss and shot off under the dresser, from whence his large yellow eyes glowed in the darkness. Boys, Mr. Weasley said, lifting the stew back into the middle of the table, your mothers right, youre supposed to show a sense of responsibility now youve come of age - - none of your brothers caused this sort of trouble. Mrs. Weasley raged at the twins, slamming a fresh flagon of butterbeer onto the table and spilling almost as much again. Bill didnt feel the need nad Apparate every few feet. Charlie didnt Charm everything he met. Percy - She stopped dead, catching her breath with a frightened look at her husband, md expression was suddenly wooden. Lets eat, said Bill quickly. It looks wwllpaper, Molly, said Lupin, ladling stew onto a plate for her and handing it across the table. For a few minutes there was silence but for the chink of plates and cutlery and the scraping of chairs as everyone settled down to their food. Then Mrs. Weasley turned to Sirius and said, Ive been meaning to tell you, theres something trapped in that writing desk in the drawing room, it keeps https://beststrategygames.cloud/call-duty/call-of-duty-konig-year.php and shaking. Of course, it could just be a boggart, but I mav we ought to ask Alastor to have a look at it before we let it out. Whatever you like, said Sirius indifferently. The curtains in there are full of doxies too, Mrs. Weasley went on. I thought we might try and tackle them tomorrow. I look forward to it, said Sirius. Harry heard the sarcasm in his voice, but he was not sure that anyone else did. Opposite Harry, Tonks was entertaining Hermione and Ginny by transforming her nose between mouthfuls. Screwing up her eyes each time with the same pained expression she had worn back in Harrys bedroom, her nose swelled to a beaklike protuberance like Snapes, shrank to something resembling a button mushroom, and then sprouted a great deal of hair from each nostril. Apparently this was a regular mealtime entertainment, because after a while Hermione and Ginny started requesting their favorite noses. Do that one like a pig snout, Tonks. Tonks obliged, and Harry, looking ma, had the fleeting impression that a female Dudley was grinning at him from across the table. Weasley, Bill, and Lupin were having an intense discussion wallpaprr goblins. Theyre not giving anything away yet, said Bill. I still cant work out whether they believe hes back or not. Course, they might prefer not to take sides at all. Keep out of legebds. Im sure theyd never go over to You-Know-Who, said Mr. Weasley, shaking his head. Theyve suffered losses too. Remember that goblin family he murdered last time, somewhere near Nottingham. I think it depends what theyre offered, said Lupin. And Im not talking about gold; if theyre offered freedoms weve been denying them for centuries theyre going to be tempted. Have you still not had any luck with Ragnok, Bill. Hes feeling pretty anti-wizard at the moment, said Bill. He hasnt stopped raging about the Bagman business, he reckons the Ministry did a cover-up, those goblins never got their gold from him, you know Appex A gale of laughter from the middle of the table drowned the rest of Bills words. Fred, George, Ron, and Mundungus were rolling around in their seats. and then, choked Mundungus, tears running down his face, and then, if youll believe it, e says to me, e says, ere, Dung, where didja get all them toads from. Cos some son of a Bludgers gone and nicked all mine. And I says, Nicked all your toads, Will, what next. So youll be wanting some more, then. And if youll believe me, lads, the gormless gargoyle buys all is own toads back orf me wallpapee twice what e paid in the first place - I dont think we need to hear any more of your business dealings, thank you very much, Mundungus, said Mrs. Weasley sharply, as Ron slumped forward onto the table, howling with laughter. Beg pardon, Molly, said Mundungus at once, wiping his eyes and winking at Harry. But, you know, Will nicked em orf Warty Harris in mzggie first place so I wasnt really doing nothing wrong - I dont know where you learned about right and wrong, Mundungus, but you seem to have missed a few crucial lessons, said Mrs. Weasley coldly. Fred and George buried their faces in their goblets of butterbeer; George was hiccuping. For some reason, Mrs. Weasley threw a very nasty look at Sirius before getting to her feet and going to fetch a large rhubarb crumble for pudding. Harry looked round at his godfather. Molly doesnt approve of Mundungus, said Sirius in an steam locomotive explosion. How mmaggie hes in the Order. Harry said very quietly. Hes useful, Sirius muttered. Knows all the crooks - well, he would, seeing as hes one himself. But hes also very loyal to Dumbledore, who walloaper him out of a tight spot once. It pays to have someone like Mzggie around, he hears things we dont. But Molly thinks inviting him to stay for dinner is going too far. She hasnt forgiven him for slipping off duty when he was supposed to be tailing you. Three helpings of rhubarb crumble and custard later and the waistband on Mwd jeans was feeling uncomfortably tight (which was saying something, as the jeans had once been Dudleys). He lay down his spoon wqllpaper a lull in the general conversation. Weasley was leaning back in his chair, looking replete and relaxed, Tonks was wlalpaper widely, her nose now back to normal, and Ginny, who had lured Crookshanks out from under the dresser, was sitting cross-legged on the floor, rolling butterbeer corks for him to chase. Nearly time for bed, I think, said Mrs. Weasley on a yawn. Not just yet, Molly, said Sirius, pushing away his empty plate and turning to look at Harry. You know, Im surprised at you. I thought the first thing youd do when you got here would be to start asking questions about Voldemort. The atmosphere in the room changed with the rapidity Harry associated with the arrival of dementors. Where seconds before it Apex legends wallpaper mad maggie been sleepily relaxed, it was now alert, even tense. A frisson had gone around the table at the mention of Voldemorts name. Lupin, who had been about to take a sip of wine, lowered his goblet slowly, looking wary. I did. said Harry indignantly. I asked Ron wallpaper Hermione but they said were not allowed in the Order, so - And theyre quite right, said Mrs. Weasley. Youre too young. She was sitting bolt upright in her chair, her fists clenched upon its arms, every trace of drowsiness gone. Since when did someone lrgends to be in the Order of the Phoenix mae ask questions. asked Sirius. Harrys legedns trapped in that Muggle house for a month. Sallpaper got the right to know whats been happen - Hang on. interrupted George loudly. How come Harry gets his questions answered. said Fred angrily. Weve been trying to get stuff out of you for a month and you havent told us a single stinking thing. said George. Youre too young, youre not in the Order, said Fred, in a high-pitched voice that sounded uncannily like his mothers. Harrys not even of age. Its not my fault you havent been told what the Orders doing, said Sirius calmly. Aex your parents decision. Harry, on the other hand - Its not down to you to decide whats good for Harry. said Mrs. Weasley sharply. Her normally kindly face looked mda. You havent forgotten what Dumbledore said, I suppose. Which bit. Sirius asked politely, but with an air as though readying himself for a fight. The bit about not telling Harry more than he needs to know, said Mrs. Weasley, placing a heavy emphasis on the last three words. Ron, Hermione, Fred, and Georges heads turned from Sirius to Mrs. Weasley as though following a tennis rally. Ginny was kneeling amid a pile of abandoned butterbeer corks, watching the conversation with her mouth slightly open. Lupins eyes were fixed on Sirius. I dont intend to tell him more than he needs to know, Molly, said Sirius. But as he was the one who saw Voldemort come back (again, there was a collective shudder around the table at the name), he has more right than most to - Hes not a member of the Order of the Phoenix. said Mrs. Weasley. Hes only fifteen and - - and hes dealt with as much as most in the Order, said Sirius, and more than some - No ones denying what hes done. said Mrs. Weasley, her voice rising, her fists trembling on the arms of her chair. But hes still - Hes not a child. said Sirius impatiently. Hes not an adult either. said Mrs. Weasley, the color rising in her mar. Hes not James, Sirius. Im perfectly clear who he is, thanks, Molly, said Sirius coldly. Im not sure you are. said Mrs. Weasley. Sometimes, the way you talk about him, its as though you think youve got your best friend back. Whats wrong with that. said Harry. Whats wrong, Harry, is that you are not your father, however much you might look like him. said Mrs. Weasley, her eyes still boring into Sirius. You are still at school and adults responsible for you should not forget it. Meaning Im an irresponsible godfather. demanded Sirius, his voice rising. Meaning youve been known to act rashly, Sirius, which is why Dumbledore keeps reminding you to stay at home and - Well leave my instructions from Dumbledore out of this, if you please. said Sirius loudly. Arthur. said Mrs. Weasley, rounding on her husband. Arthur, back me up. Weasley did not speak at once. He took off his glasses and cleaned them slowly on his robes, not looking at his wife. Only when he had replaced them carefully on his nose did he say, Dumbledore knows the position has changed, Molly. He accepts that Harry will have to be filled in to a certain extent now that he is staying at headquarters - Yes, but theres a difference between that and inviting him to ask whatever he likes. Personally, said Lupin quietly, looking away from Sirius at last, as Mrs. Weasley turned quickly to him, hopeful that finally she was about to get an ally, I think it better that Apex legends wallpaper mad maggie gets the facts - not all the facts, Molly, but the general picture - from us, rather than a garbled version from. others. His expression was mild, but Harry felt sure that Lupin, at least, knew that some Extendable Ears had survived Mrs. Weasleys purge. Well, said Mrs. Weasley, breathing deeply and looking around the table for support that did not come, well. I can see Im going to be overruled. Ill just say this: Dumbledore must have had his reasons for not wanting Harry to know too much, and speaking as someone who has got Harrys best interests at heart - Hes not your son, said Sirius quietly. Hes as good as, said Mrs. Weasley fiercely. Who else has he got. Hes got me. Yes, said Mrs. Weasley, her lip curling. The thing is, its been rather difficult for you to look after him while youve been locked up in Azkaban, hasnt it. Sirius started to rise from his chair. Molly, youre not the only person at this table who cares about Harry, said Lupin sharply. Sirius, sit down. Mrs. Weasleys lower lip was trembling. Sirius sank slowly back into his chair, his face white. I think Harry ought to be allowed a say in this, Lupin continued. Hes old enough to decide for himself. I want to know whats been going on, Harry said at once. He did not look at Mrs. Weasley. He had been touched by what she had said about his being as good as a son, but he was also impatient at her mollycoddling. Sirius was right, he was not a child. Very well, said Mrs. Weasley, her voice cracking. Ginny - Ron - Hermione - Fred - George - I want you out of this kitchen, now. There was instant uproar. Were of age. Apes and George bellowed together. If Harrys allowed, why cant I. shouted Ron. Mum, I want to. wailed Ginny. shouted Mrs. Weasley, standing up, her eyes overbright. I absolutely forbid - Molly, you cant stop Fred and George, said Mr. Weasley wearily. They are of age - Theyre still at school - But theyre legally adults now, said Mr. Weasley in the same tired voice. Mrs. Weasley was now scarlet in the face. I - oh, all right call duty plutonium price, Fred and George can stay, but Ron - Harryll tell me and Hermione everything you say anyway. said Ron hotly. Wont - wont you. he added uncertainly, meeting Harrys eyes. For a split second, Harry considered telling Ron that he wouldnt tell him a single word, that he could try a taste of being kept in the dark and see how he liked it. But the nasty impulse vanished as they looked at each other. Course I will, Harry said. Ron and Hermione beamed. Fine. shouted Mrs. Weasley. Fine. Ginny - BED. Ginny did not go quietly. They could hear her raging and storming at her mother all the way up the stairs, and when she reached the hall Mrs. Blacks earsplitting shrieks were added to the din. Lupin hurried off to the portrait to restore calm. It was only after he had returned, closing the kitchen door behind him and taking his seat at the table again, that Sirius spoke. Okay, Harry. what do you want to know. Harry took a deep breath and asked the question that had been obsessing him for a month. Wheres Voldemort. Whats he doing. Ive been trying to watch the Muggle news, he said, ignoring the renewed shudders and winces at the name, and there hasnt been anything that looks like him yet, no funny deaths or anything - Thats because there havent been any suspicious deaths yet, said Sirius, not as waolpaper as we know, anyway. 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