Sirius hurried down the stairs as he heard chairs scraping against the wood floor in the dining room as Order Member's sat down, and quickly entered the room and sat in a available seat next to Tonk's.
"Wotcher Sirius," She said happily as Remus sat on her other side.
"Hello Tonk's." He replied, watching the remaining Order Member's sit down.
"Happy to have your boy back?" She asked, noticing his improved mood.
"You have no idea." Sirius muttered, a grin forming on his face.
"I know both of you and Dumbledore were frantically looking for him," She said with a sideways' glance at Remus, "Dumbledore had all us Auror Members searching anywhere he could think of."
"Dumbledore mentioned that." Sirius told her.
Before she could continue on, Dumbledore cleared his throat, and all eyes were on him. Sirius noticed that Moody was next to him, and Kingsley Shaklebolt, Hestia Jones, and Elphias Doge were across from him. Looking around the table more carefully, he saw only Molly, Arthur, McGonagall, and Flitwick sitting there. Right away Sirius could tell this was a serious meeting, that only the most trusted Order Member's were allowed.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I know that this meeting was scheduled at the last minute, but I have very important news to share. First of all, for us do not know, Harry Potter was rescued last night from the Riddle House," Dumbledore started.
Sirius saw Hestia, Elphias, McGonagall, and Flitwick open their eyes in shock, and let out a relieved sigh. McGonagall clutched her chest tightly, and her cheeks were flushed slightly. Remus had to reach an arm out to help Flitwick from falling off his chair, while Hestia and Elphias's mouths dropped open. Tonk's, Kingsley, Moody, Arthur, Molly, Remus and Sirius shared pleased look's, happy that they got Harry right from under Voldemort's nose.
"Now, onto matter's of the present. As you all know, we have some of our Member's guarding a Prophesy in the Department of Mysteries, one that has to do with Harry and Voldemort," Dumbledore spoke, stopping to let everyone take in what he was saying.
Sirius and Remus looked sharply at him, was he about to tell them the full contents of the Prophesy? McGonagall, Flitwick, Arthur and Molly stared at Dumbledore with wide eyes, hardly believing their ears. Tonk's, Kingsley, Moody, Hestia, and Elphias shared curious look's, wondering what Dumbledore was going to tell them.
"After recent event's, I believe that Harry, along with his friends, and all of you should know what exactly this Prophesy said's, so that we all know what we are fighting against, and what for."
"Dumbledore," McGonagall started, looking at the surprised faces that surrounded her, "Do you believe it would be wise to tell Potter everything that the Prophesy saids? He's just a boy."
"Yes, I believe he should know. I believe he should know why everything has happened to him, why exactly Voldemort has hunted him down since he was a baby, and why Voldemort want's him." Dumbledore answered.
Everyone at the table was taking in what Dumbledore told them, realizing how dangerous the information they were going to be given was to have. Dumbledore watched them all pondering over everything, and waited for someone to point out the flaw he had made. After a few minutes of silence, it was Remus who spoke up.
"How do you know who to trust? Someone might possibly slip up." He said quietly.
"Ah, I see you have seen that particular flaw, but I have a solution. Everyone that hear's the Prophesy will need to made a Unbreakable Vow with either myself, Sirius, or Remus to not speak a word of the Prophesy to anyone. And if anyone is uncomfortable with that, will not hear the Prophesy at all." Dumbledore responded.
Nod's rang throughout the room, and a few people pondering whether or not they would take the risk to hear the Prophesy and take the Unbreakable Vow that came with it, or to be unaware of it at all.
"I don't think I would be comfortable taking a Unbreakable Vow, I have a family that I need to take care of." Hestia said, and Elphias nodded with her.
"No problem, Hestia. When the time comes, however, I need you and Elphias to leave Headquarters." Dumbledore replied to her.
Hestia and Elphias nodded in agreement, while everyone else seated at the table became nervous as they thought about what they would hear in a few hours. Sirius was most worried at how Harry would react to it, how he would feel with what rested on his shoulders. Looking over, he saw Remus looked the same way he felt.
The Auror's looked determined, knowing how dangerous it was to know the information they were going to be given. Taking in the faces around him, Dumbledore moved onto the next subject, letting them all get prepared for the next few hours to come.
Harry rolled over in his sleep, sighing into his pillow. He had been asleep for a hour or two, his body taking in the strength it was receiving gratefully. Ron was on the bed beside his, reading 'Flying With The Cannon's' again. Ginny and Hermione were in their own room, talking about god know's what, while the twins were in the sitting room on the same floor, discussing the joke shop that they wanted to build after they finished with Hogwarts.
Ron looked over at his best friend sleeping, and smiled. He had been scared to death when Voldemort had come and taken him, but he didn't really show how much it did, because he had been too busy helping Hermione deal with it all. He had only confided in Fred and George after he had calmed Hermione down, telling them everything he felt.
The twin's were actually the ones that tried to soothe him, telling him that Sirius would do anything to get Harry back. Ron knew that of course, but they all knew what Voldemort wanted in exchange for Harry, and knew that it wasn't possible. Relief had spread through Ron when a rescue mission was made, and how easy it was to get Harry back. Ron flipped the page of his book, looking at the picture of the Cannon's Seeker reaching his fist out and wrapping it around the snitch, when Harry gave a small gasp and sat straight up in his bed.
Harry ignored the pain that shot up his back and muscles, his eyes roaming around the room in search of danger. All he saw was Ron on the bed next to him, looking at him with concern. Harry could feel himself shaking, and pondered over why he was. He didn't have any strange nightmare's, he didn't even know why he woke up in the first place.
"You alright, mate?" Ron asked, getting off the bed.
Harry nodded his head, pushing his bangs off of his forehead with a shaky hand. Ron made his way over to Harry and sat next to him on the side of the bed, his book lay forgotten on the other bed.
"Do you want me to go get Sirius or Remus?" Ron asked, not knowing what to do.
"Yeah." Harry breathed, trying to calm down his breathing.
Ron nodded and got off the bed, and made his way out of the room, glancing over his shoulder as he did. Laying back in the bed, Harry rested his head back on the pillow and stared up at the ceiling, his eyebrows creased together. Suddenly, it hit him. A terrible pain erupted on his scar, and Harry gave a small yelp as his hand flew straight to his scar, as if it would help. He snapped his eyes shut, and he clenched his teeth together to keep the scream building up in his throat silent.
"Sirius! Remus!" Harry heard Ron yell on the steps near the room, his eyes never leaving Harry.
Harry looked around the room before him, but didn't remember opening his eyes. Snape, Lucius Malfoy, and Peter Pettigrew were kneeling before him, only Snape keeping eye contact with him.
"Excuse me?" Harry snapped in a cold voice, leaning closer to the three people in his chair.
"The P-Potter boy e-escaped." Lucius said quietly, his eyes locked on the ground.
Harry felt anger bubble inside him, and he grabbed his wand out of the pocket of his robes.
"How the hell did he escape?!? One of you were guarding his cell at all times! How could you disappoint me?!?" Harry yelled, pointing his wand at each of them.
"I was knocked out, My Lord. Someone from the Order must of came and rescued him." Peter said with a tremble in his voice.
"That's impossible, you fool! None of them could of known where he is! All of you took a Unbreakable Vow!" Harry snarled at him.
"I don't know what to tell you, My Lord." Peter squeaked.
"Crucio!" Harry yelled, his wand pointed at Peter.
Harry felt his eyes snap open, and he looked wildly around the room, sweat all over his face and body. He saw Remus, Sirius, and Dumbledore standing around his bed, while Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley standing in the doorway worriedly.
"What happened, Harry?" Remus asked, his face pale and gleaming with sweat.
Sirius sat next to Harry on the bed, and ran his fingers through his hair soothingly, feeling him shake as he pushed himself up to sit.
"I think I'm going mad." Harry whispered frantically, leaning into Sirius.
Sirius put his arms around Harry, while Remus reached out a hand and started rubbing the un-bandaged part of his back.
"Why do you think that?" Remus asked him, sitting on the other side of him.
"I-I was in Voldemort's mind, but I wasn't watching or standing next to him like I have before, but I was him." Harry replied in a trembling voice.
He heard the intake of breath around him, and Harry hid his face into Sirius' shirt. Dumbledore looked at Harry closely, and knew that the connection between him and Voldemort was getting stronger, and knew that know was the perfect time to tell him about the Prophesy.
"What did you see, Harry?" Sirius asked with worry.
"He knows I'm gone, he's really angry." Harry told him.
"I bet he is." Sirius muttered under his breath, hiding his smile.
In truth, Sirius hoped Voldemort was pissed, he hoped that Voldemort would take his anger out on his Death Eater's, but he didn't want Harry to see that. Sighing, he took Harry by the shoulders and made him face his way, and looked Harry in the eye.
"Don't worry about it, Harry. The connection is just a bit stronger now that Voldemort has returned, don't over think about it." He told Harry gently.
Harry didn't looked relieved at all, but nodded. Dumbledore gave Sirius and Remus a look, and they both knew what it meant. Now was the time to tell Harry. Sirius wanted to wait, to wait until Harry was older, not now. Not after everything Harry had just been through, he felt that Harry wouldn't take the information well because of how weak he was at the moment.
Sirius knew Harry was to young to worry about Voldemort, to stress about when Voldemort would start looking for him. It would be too much for a fifteen year old. Sirius and Remus were discussing this before Ron had called them both up, and they both agreed that Harry shouldn't know right now.
Looking over his shoulder, Sirius saw Molly and Arthur next to the other children, waiting for Dumbledore to ask for everyone to go downstairs to tell them about the Prophesy. They didn't much about it, but they didn't like the idea of Harry and his friends knowing about it.
"Harry," Dumbledore began, "Would you mind coming downstairs to discuss something?" He asked.
Sirius knew at that moment that they was no going back now, and let out a shaky breath. Remus closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, holding back the urge to ask Dumbledore to wait, already knowing what his answer would be. Molly and Arthur listened carefully, hoping that Dumbledore might of changed of his mind about what he wanted to tell Harry.
"Sure," Harry replied weakly, "What about?" He asked.
"Something that I feel you should know." Dumbledore told him.
Harry looked confused, his mind digging for something that might of been mentioned before, but nothing came to mind, his mind was still working slow from sleeping. Sirius and Remus got off the bed, and reluctantly helped Harry out of his bed. Harry leaned on Remus as he held onto Sirius' outstretched arm, walking slowly and weakly to the stairs. Dumbledore, Molly and Arthur followed behind them with Hermione and Ginny, Ron had left to go get the twins on his parent's request.
When they got to the stairs, Sirius picked Harry up again so they could get down the stairs quicker, ignoring the annoyed glare Harry gave him at the act. Remus tailed them, while the rest walked down the stairs with them. Sirius carried Harry all the way to the couch, and sat next to him. Remus sat on the couch across from them with Molly, Arthur, and Dumbledore, and saw Tonk's, Kingsley, McGonagall, Flitwick, and Moody walking in the doorway.
At the end of the coffee table by Harry, Moody gave a small wave of his wand and conjured a couch for Tonk's, Kingsley and himself to sit on, and someone else could if they wished. Hermione sat next to Sirius, and Ron sat next to her when he, Ginny and the twins walked in. Flitwick went over and sat next to Moody, while Arthur got out his wand and conjured a couch next to Ron so that McGonagall, Fred, George and Ginny could sit.
Everyone settled in a seat around the room, and all eyes locked on Dumbledore, waiting for him to begin. The adults knew what was coming, and braced themselves for what they were going to hear. Sirius and Remus knew more about the Prophesy than more of them, but Dumbledore did not want them to know the rest for some unknown reason. The kid's on the other hand, did not know what anything about what they were going to hear, and couldn't prepare for it.
"Harry," Dumbledore began, "I know that Voldemort asked you many question's during your time at the Riddle House, but one more out of the rest. The Prophesy."
Harry perked up at the mention of the Prophesy, and Sirius saw understanding enter his eyes. Harry knew what he was about to be told, and tried to hid the disbelief on his face. The other kids reacted with wide eyes and opened mouth's, surprised that they were allowed to hear what Dumbledore was about to say.
"I will tell you what exactly the Prophesy says, and I will answer your questions after I am done talking. But I must ask you, and everyone in the room, to keep quiet as I talk, to not interrupt me." Dumbledore said, eyeing everyone in the room.
Dumbledore waited until everyone in the room gave him a nod in agreement, then set his eyes on Harry, as if it was him he was just talking to. Taking in a deep breath, Dumbledore steadied his voice, and begin the story of the Prophesy.
A/N: Sorry for the cliff hanger! Before anyone get's mad at me, I would like to say that if it takes me a while to get up the next chapter, it's not my fault. I'm trying to write out the whole story of the prophesy and not copyright it. Please leave me a review, you know I love to hear from you! R&R!