Chapter Six

Unexpected Visitors

It was the crashing sound in the hallway that brought
Remus out of his room that day.
"Tonks?" he said as he stuck his head out the door.

"No. Just
me," said Jordan as she waved up from where she had fallen. Remus looked at her and then looked at all
the boxes laying around her.

"Here," he said as he offered his hand to
her. Jordan smiled and took it as he
pulled her to her feet.
"Moving?" he asked as she bru off off her pants.

"No," said Jordan as she shook her head,
"Just more boxes for my dad's stuff.yes"> I guess after my mother died, my dad went back to the house and took
our things back with him. Anyway, I'm
sure everyone will be glad once I'm finished.
That way you lot won't have to come and babysit me while I'm
there."

"It's not babysitting," said Remus as he let out
a small laugh, "We just think it'll be safer if you didn't go alone."

"Babysitting... protecting... same difference. And now I think poor Charlie Weasley hates
me," said Jo as as her lips curled up into a smile.

"Do I even want to know?" asked Remus as he
picked up the boxes she'd dropped.

Jordan grinat hat him and shook her head. "I mistook him for a an intruder and
almost killed him. I'm sure Molly's
going to go off on that tonight at the meeting."

"She'll be ok," assured Remus.

Jordan smiled at him and opened her bedroom door. She never thought in a million years that
her and Remus would forge a friendship.
When she had arrived at the house, she rarely saw him because he had
locked himself in his room as he mourned his friend's death. But now he'd come out of his shell and it
felt like she'd known him her entire life.<
<

"Books," she suddenly said, "I have some
books for you."

"Oh?" que questioned as she lugged a box off the
floor.

"Yea. They
were in my father's library and I've read most of them so I thought you'd want
them," she said as she handed him the box.

font-family:Verdana'>"Sure," she said as sriedried to prevent a yawn,
"When's the meeting again?"

"In about ten minutes," said Remus as he shifted
the box in his arms.

"Ugh," she muttered. She was hoping for a quick nap because she was beyond tired. Between cleaning her father's house, meetings
with the Order and late night rendezvous at Hogwarts, she wasn't sleeping much.

"Maybe the meeting won't last long," offered
Remus as he watched her rub her eyes with balled fists.

"I hope not," said Jordan as she looked over at
him, "Nothing against Dumbledore but his voice puts me to sleep."

"You aren't the only one," came a voice from the
doorway, "I'm always dozing off when he's speaking."

Remus and Jordan turned to see Tonks standing there.She had no idea anyone had seen
the "evidence" of her romp with Snape the night before. "Er..." said Jordan as she
blushed.

Tonks rolled her eyes.
"Whatever makes you happy Jordan," she said as she went toward
the kitchen. Jordan cleared her throat
and followed her in.

They, along with Molly and Remus, were the only ones
there. Jordan took her usually seat
between Remus and Tonks and started to doodle on the parchment in front of
her. She despised taking notes.

"Would anyone like a spot of tea or a biscuit?"
asked Molly as she eyed the three of them.

They all shook their heads as four pops sounded from the
living room. Charlie, Snape,
Dumbledore, and Arthur all walked in.
Tonks cleared her throat, which made Jordan turn toward her. "Ok there Nymphadora?"
snorted Jordan.an>

Tonks raised her eyebrows and looked at Jordan. "I'm fine," she said as a fit of
giggles racked her body.

Jordan lowered her head to stop from laughing. She hated that she found the slightest
things funny when she was tired since it often got her in trouble.yes"> But it also started to beat faster because of the love she felt
for him.

Love. If
someone would had told her that someday she'd be in love with him, she wouldn't
had believed them. But she she
was. And she often wondered if he felt
the same way. She hadn't dared to speak
the words to him yet. Sure, she told
him that she had started to love him somewhere along the way but to say the
actual words was different. But she
also knew saying them would be easy since she'd caught herself almost saying
them out loud, yet she was afraid to.
She didn't know if she could handle knowing he didn't love her back.

"And that concludes tonight's meeting," said
Dumbledore as Jordan looked at him. She
pressed her lips together and looked down at the parchment, making sure she
hadn't written anything stupid.

"I'll take the notes. Moody asked me to give him a copy," came his voice.>

Jordan looked up at Snape, who was towering over her. She slid the notes toward him and he picked
them up with a smirk. "Nice notes
Miss Harris. I'me Moe Moody will
appreciate all the time he'll have to put into trying to read this
drabble," he sneered.

"I had other things on my mind," she muttered as
she screwed the top back onto the inkbottle.

"Then perhaps next time you shouldn't come to the
meeting," he said as he neatly rolled the parchment up and slipped it into
his cloak.

Normally his nastiness didn't bother her. Usually it amused her to no end but tonight
it was different. Maybe it was because
she was tired or maybe it was because she was a little too in love with
him. "Go to hell," she hissed
out as she stood from her chair.

Snape perked an eyebrow and smirked again. "I'm already in hell. I have to put with you lot," he said.

He waited for her to respond. He loved the banter they often shared in front of others because
it was almost intoxicating. If only
they knew what was really going on between the two of them. And it was fun because he liked provoking
her fiery attitude, which was one of the many reasons he... loved her.

"I'm tired," she finally said, "I don't
have time for this tonight. Maybe some
other night I'll engaged you but not now.
I have to go finish getting my father's stuff."

Snape took a deep breath in as he looked over at her.yes"> She kept her eyes on him as he slowly pulled down his black hood.

"Alex," she whispered.

"Ah," he said as he grinned, "You do
remember your favorite uncle."

Jordan shook her head as she kept her eyes on her
uncle. She could hear the Death Eaters
and aurors fighting around her but didn't move. Alexander smirked at and and quietly slipped off to the
kitchen. And she followed him.

When she got to the kitchen, the backdoor was opened. She stepped toward it, her hand gripped
around her wand as looked out into the dark backyard. She couldn't see him so she stepped outside as the skies opened
up and cast off buckets of cold rain.

"Alex?" she said as felt the cold water soak her
robe and body.

"I'm right here," he whispered from behind her
as he slipped his wand across her throat.
Jordan gasped for air as he pulled her back against him, his wand
crushing her larynx.

She dropped her wand as she struggled for air. She tried clawing at his wand just so she
could breathe but it didn't work.

"Stop, I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to offer you something," he
hissed out, "Join us again and I won't kill you."

"No," she gasped out.

Alexander growled and pushed her forward. Jordan felt her body hit the muddy ground as
she gasped for air. She knew he was
still there and that she had to find her wand.
Between the driving rain and the darkness of the night, she couldn't see
anything so she started to feel around for it.

"Get up!" roared Alexander as Jordan felt his
boot hit her side. She rolled over onto
her back and looked up at him.

"I'll never be a Death Eater again," she yelled
as she struggled to her feet, "I rather die than be like you."

"But you are like me," sneered Alexander
as he grabbed the front of her robes and pulled her closer, "You killed
your mother and your father."

"I wasn't here when my father was murdered."

"True," said Alexander as he nodded his head,
"But he died because of you. He
died protecting you. If I remember
right, his last words were 'Please don't hurt my daughter'. It was quite amusing to hear him beg for his
life."

"Shut up!" she screamed as she as her fist
contacted with his face. Alexander
stumbled back but quickly regained his footing.

"Don't you ever hit me again," he roared
as his hand slapped her to the ground, "I'll give you a week. One week to decide if rather face death or
become one of us again. I think the
choice is quite simple."

And with that, he was gone. Jordan stayed close to the ground as a mixture of blood and
rainwater filled her mouth. Her mind
was racing and her body ached. She turned
her head to the side and saw her wand sticking up from the muddy grasd shd she
snorted.

"Jordan! Are
you ok?" came Tonks' voice.

Jordan nodded her head as she felt someone's arms pull her
up. She looked at Moody, Remus and
Tonks before taking a step back.
"Lets go back to the house," suggested Tonks.

"No," said Jordan as she shook her head,
"I'm not going back."

"Jordan..." began Tonks as she reached out for
her.

She shook her head and stepped further back. "I need to leave the Order. I don't belong in it," she said as she
turned to leave.

"Jordan... you do," said Tonks as she started to
folher her but was stopped by Moody's hand.

"Let her go," he said, "She needs to deal
with this in her own way."

Tonks sighed and stepped back. And the three of them stood in the yard and watched as Jordan
disappear into the darkness.

A/N: I really have nothing to say here! LOL You'll have to read the next chapter to see
where she goes and what she decides ;)