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Harry
stayed up in the Astronomy Tower
long after everyone had left for the evening.
He wasn’t tired, not really.
There were many things that he had to think of as well and being alone
with the night sky helped him to think.
If Draco didn’t want to willingly join his Order, even though the blond
claimed he did, or if he tried to back out last minute then he’d have to force Draco
like he had done with Blaise. It was the
only way to make sure that things went the way they were supposed to when he
faced off against Voldemort and he would need Draco for that. Therefore he would do whatever he needed to
get the blond Slytherin on his side.
He
wasn’t above forcing himself to use people into becoming allies of his. Ron had followed him blindly when he had set
out on this quest. While Hermione had
been a little more cautious it had been easy enough to break her and get her to
join his ranks as well. He and Snape had
already been training for about six months by that time. Harry had bought Snape’s allegiance with his
body, at least he had at first but now they were like the Spartan soldiers of
old. Paired off in twos who did
everything together, offering one another warmth and comfort so that they
wouldn’t go crazy.
The
next person he had broken was Krum. Krum
had said after the Triwizard Tournament that he owed him and so Harry had
called him in on his favor. Krum was now
no longer playing Quidditch full time but only part time and he was training
much harder on his Dark Arts with Snape and Harry. Krum was smart enough to see where this was
going and he liked the adventure and adrenaline rush that he got from it, much
better than Quidditch. It was the
adrenaline rush which kept him hooked and got him to freely continue to keep
coming to Order meetings until he had sworn himself in.
Next
had been the Weasely twins. They had
been fairly easy to snag as well. He
just gave them some more money to develop products for his use in the war and
they were happy working out little inventions for the Order’s use. Eventually they had seen the importance of
what Harry was trying to do and had joined.
After
them had come Madame White. She worked
in Hogsmeade and had attended Durmstrang like Krum. She used the secret tunnel running from The
Three Broomsticks up and into Hogwarts dungeons. Harry had met her a little over a year ago
when he had been buying books in Latin and German, two languages that he had
picked up on his own for his own gain.
She ran a small book store and eventually they had got to having long
conversations when he went in once a week for new books.
Eventually
he had found out where her true alliances lay and she had agreed to come to one
Order meeting to see if she wanted to join his ranks and had decided to
join. She had helped the Order by buying
old and rare books and giving them over for study. She was their source of knowledge on curses
and charms.
Harry
had felt good at the small group that he had acquired.
Next he
had added Ginny Weasley to his ranks. At first he was going to ignore her, she was
his best friend’s little sister but then he remembered her role in the Chamber
of Secrets and knew that she had some uses.
Ginny had been only too happy to join up with his forces and had quickly
found out that Harry was serious about this and she herself became serious
about it. She was useful to use to keep
everyone guessing and to keep all the single populations of Hogwarts away from
himself because everyone assumed that there might be something between him and
the Weasley girl.
After
Ginny had been the rest of the Weasely siblings although the others couldn’t
make it to the meetings and Percy was only used for
information. Charlie and Bill however,
would be joining in the fighting.
Next
had been Professor Lupin. It had been
easy enough to make him keep his mouth shut since Severus was the only one in
Britain he trusted to make his Wolfsbane Potion. True it was underhanded to blackmail his
former Professor by threatening to withhold the Wolfsbane
Potion but he needed everyone he could get and Lupin was gifted in Defense Against the Dark Arts and he was a werewolf. That in and of itself had been too good a
chance to pass up on and so he had taken it when Lupin had showed up to teach
again this year.
Zabini had been the hardest one to get. Harry had known all along that underneath
Zabini’s soft exterior was one of steel, one that was unbreakable. Zabini was his spy into the Slytherin Common
Room. No Slytherin was threatened by his
presence and they also weren’t smart enough to keep their mouths shut around
him. Malfoy was the only one who kept
his mouth shut but he did that around everyone.
Zabini was a real gem to have.
Harry
had just simply caught him using a spell that could get him expelled as well as
a few other things that had piled up against the years. That and Zabini had parents who had Death
Eater sympathies but their son had no desire to go over to Voldemort. Harry had used both things against the Slytherin
and Zabini had hated him ever since. Until the past six months when he began to
realize that the Order actually stood a chance against Voldemort.
And now
he was after Malfoy. His diamond in the
rough. Malfoy would be able to sway some
of the other Slytherins into Harry’s camp easily enough. Zabini was right when he had said he wouldn’t
stand a chance if his role in the Order came out without Malfoy at his
back.
Harry
was willing to do anything to ensure that Malfoy joined, whether by his own
free will or because he was forced into it.
It made no difference to Harry.
He just had to win. How he won
was of little importance to him at the moment, consequences could be dealt with
later.
He had
programmed himself to be this way. It
had taken him many years to get here but it was worth everything he had been
through in order to accomplish his needs.
He was more than ready to lead the Order of Godric and Salazar. No one even knew about the Order unless they
were in it.
Not
even Dumbledore fully knew what was going on because Harry didn’t want him to
know. Dumbledore figured that if
anything risky were taking place Lupin or Snape would inform him but Harry had
leverage over both of them and the two Professors wisely kept their mouths shut. He had been underage when he had begun his
little affair with Snape and Lupin needed his Wolfsbane.
It was
really just one big web of deceit and blackmail and Harry was the one pulling
all the strings to make the puppets dance and move in the way he wanted them. Snape had been the first one to get
caught. To a certain extent they were
all caught in his web. And he was the
Golden Boy so they would all fall in line eventually. They wanted to fall in line with him because
he was their hope and their future.
Harry
had been the one to come up with the idea for the Order. He had come up with the idea during the
summer after Diggory’s death. He needed
a specially trained force that would help him get close enough to the Dark Lord
so that he could bring him down in a flash of green light.
The
only problem had been trying to figure out who had enough knowledge in the Dark
Arts to help him in his quest and to train him before he expanded his little
project. At first he had thought of
Sirius but his godfather wouldn’t have been able to sneak around Hogwarts and
he probably wouldn’t have let Harry learn such dark and vile things even though
the other side used them. Lupin also
would have been ideal but he couldn’t figure out a way to make him keep his
mouth shut. Then brilliance had struck.
He had
suspected and had had it confirmed for him the Professor Snape was mostly
gay. So he had decided to entice his
dear Professor into sleeping with him while he was still under the age of
sixteen and then holding it over his head until he agreed to train him.
~ Flashback ~
“What
is the meaning of this?” Snape growled low shoving Harry’s note under his face
once the rest of the fifth year Potion’s class had left the room. “You dare to blackmail me with this you
little snot?”
“That’s
right Professor,” Harry said unafraid and not willing to back down. “What I want is quite simple really. You should be able to handle it. After all you said that you always wanted to
be a Dark Arts teacher, at least everyone says that you do. I’ll be your pupil.”
“I
won’t be getting paid to teach you Potter,” Snape sneered at him. “There’s no point.”
“You
need this job though Professor,” He pointed out with sweet innocence on his
face, his tone was anything but innocent or sweet. “You do spy for Voldemort here, at least
Voldemort thinks that you do. If you get
fired for fucking the Boy Who Lived that won’t go over to well with him and
then your life is null and void. Not
only that but Dumbledore will be greatly disappointed in you enough so that he
probably wouldn’t bother protecting you from Voldemort’s
wrath and we wouldn’t want that now would we?”
“Damn
you Potter,” Snape seethed at him knowing that he had lost.
“I can
pay you if that makes it any easier,” Harry offered.
“How
much?” Snape asked.
“How
much would it cost for an hour of lessons daily and three hours on Saturday and
Sunday?” Harry asked. “We’ll
negotiate. Set a price Snape.”
“Very
well,” Snape said. “Ten Muggle pounds a
week.”
“That’s
fair,” Harry agreed deciding to give the man a break since he was holding his
whole existence over his head so he really didn’t have to pay him at all and
Snape knew all this. “Shall we start
this weekend then? I’ll pay you every
Saturday evening. How does that sound?”
“Very
well Mister Potter,” Snape sneered at him but Harry was unaffected by it. “We shall set up times every week and change
them if the need arises so no one becomes suspicious. Does that fit into your little plans?”
“Quite
well actually,” Harry said with no emotion in his voice whatsoever which caused
Snape to look at him like a new person.
“What is it Professor? That’s
right, you’ve never met the real Harry Potter have you?”
Snape
just stared at him as though he’d grown two heads.
“Oh yes
that’s right,” Harry acted as though he had just been struck by a
revelation. “No one knows the real
me. You mustn’t tell anyone Professor
because it would tarnish my reputation as the Golden Boy of the Wizarding World
and we wouldn’t want that now would we? I
keep forgetting I haven’t shown anyone this side of me. Although it’s only normal when you see
someone killed before you that you undergo a massive change.”
“Calm
down Potter,” Snape said thinking that Harry was about to go into hysterics.
“You
know what words always run through my mind Professor,” Harry asked
suddenly. “What words I’ve been hearing
all summer and during classes this year?”
Mutely
Snape shook his head.
“Yes
you weren’t there so you wouldn’t know,” He said. “Would you like to know Professor?”
“Just
spit it out boy,” Snape said. “Quit with
the melodramatics.”
“It’s
what I’ve just done to you Professor,” Harry smiled suddenly and the smile
looked wholly unnatural on his face.
“Kill the spare. It’s what
Voldemort said when he saw Cedric. Kill
the spare.”
Harry
turned and walked out the door ignoring Snape’s demands that he come back right
that instant.
Snape
grabbed Harry by the arm before he could disappear up the stairs to get out of
the dungeons.
“You’re
coming with me boy,” Snape glared at him.
“Now.”
The
tone left little room for argument, not that Snape could have done anything to
him but Harry went anyway. There was
something that Snape had to say otherwise he wouldn’t have come outside his
classroom to grab Harry before he could leave.
Mutely
Harry followed ignoring the few Slytherins that were in the hallways
snickering. But Harry seemed unconcerned
by the ‘trouble’ he was in and this troubled the Slytherins even more,
confusing them, and Harry was visibly smirking by the time they reached Snape’s
office. Snape opened the door and
gestured Harry to enter before going in himself and
closing the door behind him.
“What
exactly is going on in your head boy?” Snape asked glaring at him.
“I
spent the summer thinking,” Harry said.
“Mostly about Voldemort. You and
I both know that Ministry is full of shit.
Voldemort’s back, I saw him rise with my own
eyes. I’ve been thinking about the final
battle, the time when I’m going to bring him down and kill him and realized
that I was going to need help.”
“There
are plenty of witches and wizards willing to fight by your side,” Snape pointed
out.
“I
don’t trust them,” Harry said simply.
“They give me no reason to.
Besides that I need people familiar with my abilities but not overly
familiar. I need training. I need people I can trust by my side. People who can get me close enough to
Voldemort on the field so I can kill him.
The only way I’ll get that is with an Order.”
“An
Order?” Snape scoffed. “An Order already
exists. The Order of the Phoenix. They’ll help you.”
“I
don’t know many of the people in it,” Harry pointed out. “I also didn’t pick any of them. No, this Order will be handpicked by me.”
“And
just what will you call it?” Snape questioned.
“The
Order of Godric and Salazar,” Harry smiled.
“I’m planning on choosing people with strong Gryffindor and Slytherin
traits. All for a good reason of
course.”
“Yes
those Houses just loath each other,” Snape said acidly. “Lovely choice there Potter, if you can get
them to set aside their differences.”
“Yes it
is a lovely choice isn’t it?” Harry said with a smirk. “The reason is because Voldemort is purely
the heir of Salazar Slytherin. But I am a
combination of both heirs thanks to Voldemort trying to kill me as a baby. I have both Godric
Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin. I am
the heir of Gryffindor but I also have many of the prized qualities of the heir
of Slytherin.”
“You a
Slytherin?” Snape leered. “You wouldn’t
last one day as a Slytherin.”
“Look
at it this way Snape,” He said. “Who
else but a Slytherin would have been smart enough to force you into giving him
lessons and joining his Order? Who else
but a Slytherin would be so good at hiding their true intentions? And did you also know that the Sorting Hat
wanted to put me into Slytherin but I told it not to.”
“Damn
you boy!” Snape growled.
“It was
clever wasn’t it?” Harry asked rhetorically.
“But every good Slytherin is clever and sneaky. Don’t worry Professor, I expect the two of us
to be like Spartan warriors. Research
them if you’re unfamiliar with the term and tell me what you think about it?”
Harry turned
and walked out of the office and this time Snape didn’t call him back.
~ End Flashback ~
So now
his Order was set up, almost complete.
Once Draco joined he might add a few more people but to him it was
almost perfect.
So far
he trusted all the people in his Order.
They relied upon one another and they trusted one another as well. Zabini was the only one who couldn’t act
overly friendly toward the other people except towards Professor Snape. But Madame White wrote all of them letters
once a week as did Krum, although he corresponded daily with Harry, everyone in
the Order did to some extent.
It was
a requirement but everyone just felt like it was a good idea to check in and
give information and ask questions. It
put everyone at ease and things ran much more smoothly and it cut down on
rivalries and insecurities.
Personally
he liked his system.
Perhaps
he would even get to test it soon once Draco had joined them. In the near future they would find out if the
Order of Godric and Salazar was a good idea or a bad one. They would all find out the truth of the
Order.
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