Grimmauld Place: The Orders Hideout

This was quite odd. One of Voldemort's spies had never managed to get inside before. He suspected he tricked poor Sara into letting him in, claiming he wanted to join the Order. He stepped in behind Claire, sweeping a step infront of her and pointing his wand and the boy. "Its not very nice to trick people, you know." His weary eyes were fixed upon him, looking dangerous through all their fatigue. "Who sent you?"

:Mila turned from the woman and put down the two coffees she had finished making. There was some commotion coming from outside the kitchen. She handed the new comer her mug and set hers down:

"Wait here. I'll be back in a moment." she told her and headed out the kitchen.

"Sara, what's going on here?" she noted Claire's voice.

:Sara Marsh?: Mila thought and moved her way to come to stand next to Claire and Aiden.

:Sure enough, there stood kind Sara Marsh with her wand pointed directly to young no older than herself. By the looks of it, it seemed he had tried to break into The Order's Headquarters.:

:Mila exchanged looks with Claire and pulled out her wand ready to fight if there was the need to. She hoped that this intruder had not brought along any companions:

Sky gladly accepted the coffee the woman had given her.
"Thank you." She told her and took a sip.
She also heard the commotion from somewhere in the house as well, but decided to stay there as she new nothing about this place accept for the fact that it was the hideout for the order.
"OK, I will stay here." Sky told her and quietly sipped her coffee listening hard to see if she could figure out what was happening.

::Sara collapsed on the floor, crying.::

"I'm sorry...i didn't know, i wasn't going to let him know who we were! I'm sorry i didn't want anyone to be hurt.. i was just going to help him and then send him off."

::she couldn't stand the thought of loosing anymore people who had grown near to her.::

::Mila and Aiden's wands still pointed at the boy, Claire lowered hers to help Sara. She reached forward and took Sara's hand, pulling the girl up and towards the small group of Order members.::

"It's not your fault, many people would've been tricked," she said. "Just next time find an older member to take care of this before, as you said, anyone gets hurt. Now," she continued, wand back to the boy, little seen fierceness shining in her eyes, "who are you and why are you here?"

::Sara was shaking.::

"but i didn't know! And i locked him in, he still doesn't know the location...you know i can't tell that. " ::Sara was so glad that she wasn't alone now.::

::She pulled out her wand, her hand still shaking and pointed it at the death eater.::

:Mila rushed forward, her wand out and glanced sideways at Sara.:

"It's alright, Sara. It wasn't your fault." She soothed. "A simple mistake."

:She gave a quick smile and then turned to the intruder. Her face set in a fierce looking manner as she readied to back up Claire if needed.:

::Sara continued to glare.::

"Why?" ::She asked.:: "what would your family say? don't you even have a sense of right and wrong?" (oooo dramaticness! lolXD)

~Fated was frozen in his place, partly with fear and then hatred as he glared at all of the Order members that had arrived.~

"I do not have to answer your pathetic questions! It is I who should be asking the questions here like....like...WHICH ONE OF YOU KILLED MY FAMILY???" He shouted forcing himself not to break down. "You want to know WHY I am here! It is to kill the person responsible for my family's deaths!"

~He could feel his body shaking with rage, hatred, fear, pain, sadness that all rolled into one strong feeling of resentment~

"To think I used to admire the Order and hoped to be a part of it one day but then I find out that a member of the Order-a strong auror killed my family- just because my father met with a potential death eater who he didn't know WAS one. He was offered a place in the company of the Dark Lord but he refused. And someone from the Order who my father trusted turned around and killed him, and mother and my sister...So naturally I am one of Voldemort's most powerful Death Eaters and I have no problem killing any of you because the more I kill, the better chance I have of killing the one who betrayed my family!" ~He seethed~

(heh yes more drama hahaha)

His position didn't waver in the slightest as he listened to the confession, his wand still held at the ready. This could all be just a trick.... He narrowed his eyes slightly, watching him carefully. Then it struck him: all the pain in his eyes. Though his stance still didn't flicker, he tilted his head to the side, much like a lost little puppy. "Do you know anything about this Auror?" He shifted his weight a bit, just seeing Claire out of the corner of his eye.

"A bit." He replied coldly with a slow nod, still standing frozen in his same stance. "He was tall- much taller than my father with silvery gray hair and he was pale. But I ...I can't remember his face..." ~His memories started to return to that dreadful night and he closed his eyes tight trying to get a fix on the man's face~

~But just then...~

"Fated! You pathetic excuse for a Death Eater! My daughter told me about your recent behavior and now you're in the company of the Order!" Voldemort snarled in his head. "You need a bit more punishment to remind you WHO controls your life now!" Voldemort's hissing voice faded away and left Fated's body to crumble to the floor in pure agony.~


"Someday...I will...break...your...control...over...me...." he groaned as each word he spoke caused his body to quiver with pain. And then his eyes closed as he fell unconscious~

::Unsure about this whole thing, Claire was quite puzzled. Was he faking this all? If he was, he was doing a great job. And if not...well, he had come to revenge his family's death by killing their murderer, but the idea of killing all of the Order members before him hadn't seemed a problem, so they couldn't let him stay...but they couldn't throw him out either...he knew where HQ was, right? Claire sighed. This was not being a very good day. Except for meeting- oh shush Claire, you hardly know him at all.::

"What do you think we should do?" she asked, turning to Aiden. "All choices I can think of seem like bad ones to me."

He frowned slightly, eyes flicking over to Claire. "Good question." He looked back to Fated as he passed out. Every bit of his mind was fighting itself as he tried to figure out what to do. "Voldemort must have been talking to him." He mumbled as he knelt down carefully beside him. "He knows who we are and where the Order is." His thoughts flicked to Remus, trying to think of what he would do. "Take him upstairs." He stood, looking around the room. "Seal the room, make sure he stays there. Guards inside and outside the room. We need to get to the bottom of this." Where were the other upper Order members when he needed them? His eyes moved back to Claire and he motioned for her to help him get the boy upstairs.

~He lay there, unconcious however muffled sounds of voices did reach his ears, though he could not make out all the words. He couldn't move his body and he had no idea what was going to happen to him from this point on.~

about ten minutes later Lily walked into the room. She looked at Lynn and said, "Hello"

~He slowly began to stir, the effects of the spell voldemort has blasted him with were now wearing off. He opened his eyes. He could make out some blurry figures but that was all. He was tired and his body was weak.~

"What are you going..to do to me?" He asked weakly,as he knew that he was outnumbered.~

"...Seal the room, make sure he stays there. Guards inside and outside the room. We need to get to the bottom of this."

::Claire nodded and moved towards the boy. She knelt down and took his wand from his limp hand. He couldn't have that, no way. He was beginning to stir, best to get him away from everyone before he woke. She stowed the wand in and inner pocket of her robes, not knowing what else to do with it in the short time they had. Before Claire could help Aiden get him upstairs, the boy opened his eyes and spoke.::

"What are you going..to do to me?"

"You'll see soon enough," said Claire. "Can you stand?"

He slipped his own wand into his pocket and ruffled his hair. "We'd better do this quick." He turned and yanked the door open, eyes flashing back as he began to stir. "We're putting you in a room." He said simply, walking back. "Don't try anything funny." He stood back a bit, seeing if he could stand or not. "We're not going to hurt you though, if that's what you meant."

We're not going to hurt you though, if that's what you meant."

~Slowly he nodded and then tried to stand on his own. He was a bit wobbly, but he felt he could handle that~

"So, how long do you plan to keep me here?" He mumbled groggily~

He ducked under one of his arms, helping him to stand. "Until I know we can trust you." He motioned for Claire to get his other arm as he slowly headed for the door. He wasn't too sure about this whole thing yet, but there was only one way to find out anything about this boy and who he was after.

::Claire got under his other arm, agreeing fully with Aiden. That really was their only choice. And why did all of the Order members that took care of these things have to be gone now?! They headed towards the stairs and carefully made their way up them to the first landing.::

"You think this floor would be ok?" asked Claire. "There's lots of unused rooms here we could put him in."

::She made a mental note to find others here to guard the boy, trying to think of who was here. Mila, Sara, Aiden and herself were the only she had seen in quite some time. More will come. Everything will be fine...I hope.::

He looked around as they came to the landing. "Yes, this should be fine." He flicked open a nearby door and stepped inside, taking the boy over to the bed near the far wall. "Don't try to run, you won't get far." He warned, iridescent eyes giving a dangerous flicker. "There will be two Order members in here with you, two outside the door..." He thought outloud as he looked to Claire. "Anything else you can think of?"

~Though he didn't like cooperating with them at first, he felt he'd be able to stay alive better if he were kept as a prisoner here than to return to Voldemort without killing anyone and face more torture. ~

"Sounds fair enough." He mumbled. "I don't feel like going back to Voldemort at the moment for the odds would not be in my favor." He added dryly.~

"Sensible." He looked around the room, then back to Fated. "Smart of you." He removed his wand from his pocket and flicked it, a tray of food and a goblet appearing on the bedside table. "He was talking to you, wasn't he?" He asked nonchalantly as he paced to the other side of the room, tracing one finger over a scar on his cheek in the mirror, for the first time in weeks seeing how tired he looked with the scars and grey flecked hair.

~He nodded slowly~ "Yes...he was." He replied as he looked at the food and slowly ate a little~ "He has plans and he's made it clear what he wants me to do." He added.~

He turned to face him again, folding his arms over his chest. "What's that?" He asked almost deifantly. He had come into close contact with Voldemort before, being in the underground. He knew what kind of man he could be.

"He told me to kill everyone that fights against him. Works out in my favor though because if I do that, then chances are I'll find the one who killed my family." He sighed then shrugged. "Though, lately I have not been on the best of terms with the Dark Lord..I guess you could say that I've been somewhat defiant. And he's lucky that I haven't told anyone the location of where he resides."

~Quickly, he shut up for he had almost revealed it. He shook his head and glanced down at his food.~

::Claire listened, silent for now. Whoever the boy was wasn't being very careful. Odd. She leaned against the closed door, watching Aiden and him talk, and wondering what was going to happen to him. Claire crossed her arms and they bumped against something in her robes. The boy's wand.::

::What to do with this? she thought. I'll give it to Dylan next time I see him. He'll know what to do.::

~He glanced to Claire, seeing the suspicious look on her face and then reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of dirty, folded parchment and 'accidentally' let it fall to the floor~

"Oops.." He mumbled with a slightly amused look on his face. "I guess I should be more careful with the map that leads to the Death Eater's lair, shouldn't I?"

"Whose side are you on?" asked Claire, not taking one step closer to the parchment. "How are we supposed to know you aren't lying? Because how and why in your right mind would you ever willingly reveal their lair?! You have the mark. Isn't the saying, 'once a Death Eater, always a Death Eater'?"

::She raised her eyebrows, not trusting him at all. This wasn't a game...he needed to chose his position- and fast. They didn't have any time to lose. If He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was communicating with him, the Death Eaters might be on their way as she spoke.::

::Time ticked by, seconds counted steadily by a large grandfather clock hidden in a shadowed corner. This common noise was suddenly eerie in the silence, sending shivvers up Claire's spine.::

His eyes followed the parchment as it skidded across the floor. "Hm." He looked up at Claire and then to Fated, frowning slightly. This was indeed odd. What was he playing at anyway? "Now, now." He stepped inbetween the two, as if breaking up a fist fight. "Let's not jump to conclusions." As 'conclusions' slipped from his lips, he looked to Fated, tilting his head to the side just slightly. "Tell me. Has the Dark Lord been...I don't know, especially upset lately?" He knew a few tidbits of information about Voldemort and wanted to see if he could get anything out of the boy. "Go ahead, eat." He nodded to the food, leaning back against the wall behind him, tapping his wand on his elbow. "I promise I didn't poison it."

Sky grew tired of waiting at the table for the girl who brought her the coffee. She decided to get up and explore the place. "I just need to find someone to talk to about joining the Order." She said to herself. and walked up the stairs.

Lily got tired of looking at lynn so she wlaked around and bumbed into sky

Sky was surprised to see Lily here. "Hi, what are you doing here? Are you a member?"

Yeah I joined after m parents died

"Sorry to hear about your parents. That must be awful. My Mother in law Molly Weasley sent me here to talk to someone about joining the Order, but everyone seems to have dissapeared." Sky told Lily.

"i got here late so i don't know where every one is...."

"as for my parents, the minisrty accendantly accused them of murder and they were sent to Azkaban. They died there. Voldemort set them up. About a week alter I joined the order."

Sky sighed. This was another familiar story about Voldemort destroying another family. She really wanted to talk to him about her flashes and her gift but was afraid to because he was such an evil person capable of destroying families in seconds.

"Well, I am glad you decided to join the lighter side of magic." She said to Lily.

'Thanks" said Lily shly. Sky didn't knnow the whole story.

"Well, have you seen anyone here? I heard noises earlier but I didn't want to be nosey. I got tired of waiting at the table so I got up and started looking arond." Sky told Lily.

"I've been staring at Lynn so I really son't know. We could look around though.They're all probably gunna be back tonight. Speaking of night that was an interesting little conversaton you guys were having before i got there."

Sky laughed. "You mean the peppers thing?" She smiled. "Well, it's just a thing between me and Fred, well at least it was just between us until my first night at the in laws house. I think Molly will never by a papper again. Sure, let's look around. I am sure we will bump into someone eventually."

"Yeah wanna know how I found out?"

SKy smiled. "Sure. tell me Lily.'

"Read Ron's mind. He seriously needs to work on that."

Sky looked at Lily. "You are an occlumens?" She frowned. Ron better be careful.

"occlamance and a leglimense."

"Very impressive for a 6th year. Keep working on those strnegths, they will haelp you when it comes to facing Voldemort in the battle." Sky told Lily.

"yeah i'm hoping they will."