𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗻𝗶𝘅 | Harry Potter x Male Reader

•Grimmauld Place, 12•

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They all hopped down their brooms.
They followed Moody, as Y/N looked around.

Then, Moody hit the ground with his staff. Y/N's jaw dropped, as an house started stretching out between the numbers 11 and 13.

But what shocked him the most was the fact that the muggles inside the two houses didn't seem to notice a new house popping out of thin air.

Y/N: Wow...
He just said, as he followed everyone inside.

He looked around, his eyes narrowing.
Y/N: Never mind. At least you could keep this place cleaner.
He said, admiring the tick layer of dust on the ground.

Moody: This isn't a five star hotel, Potter. Get accustomed to it, and do it quickly. We're all busy already, thanks to you.
He said.

Y/N looked away in shame.
Y/N: Sorry. I should've kept my mouth shut.
He said.

Moody: At least you learn quickly.
He said, as they arrived in front of the kitchen.

Tonks then tripped on some kind of elephant foot, falling on the ground.

Tonks: Ow... I'm fine, I'm fine!
She said, getting up.

Y/N peeked inside the kitchen, just to see Sirius and Lupin.

Y/N's and Lupin's eyes met for a second, but then, Mrs Weasley closed the door, smiling.

Mrs Weasley: Harry, Y/N! It's good to see you.
She said, pulling them both in a bone-crushing hug.

Mrs Weasley then let go of them.
Mrs Weasley: Dinner's almost ready. You can go upstairs. Ron and Hermione are waiting for you.
She said.

Harry: Alright.
He said.

Y/N said nothing, as he followed him upstairs.

They were almost on the second floor, when they met with an House Elf, who looked at them with nothing but pure disgust.

The elf left, muttering curses and insults under his breath, as they kept walking.

Once they finally found the room, Harry opened the door.

Hermione immediately threw herself on him, hugging him tightly.

Hermione: Harry!
She said.

She then looked at Y/N.
Hermione: Y/N!
She said, ready to hug him too, but he stopped her.

Y/N: I'd rather not.
He said.

Ron: Come on, Hermione, we don't need you strangling them.
He said.

Harry closed the door, and then he looked at Y/N, who was looking at Ron and Hermione, his eyes piercing through them.

Y/N: What's this place.
He said calmly.

Hermione: The Headquarters of the Order of The Phoenix.
She quickly said.

Harry: The what?
He asked, raising his brow.

Hermione: It's a group that fights against You-Know-Who.
She explained.

Y/N chuckled bitterly.
Y/N: We've been blocked in Privet Drive for 4 goddamn weeks...
He said, as he started advancing towards them.

Y/N: Knowing nothing...
He said.

Y/N: Forced to look everywhere, even searching through the trash for something, for a clue...
He said.

Y/N: And then... AFTER ALL THIS SHIT, WHAT DO I FIND OUT? THAT YOU HAVE BEEN HERE, FOR THE WHOLE TIME!
He shouted, his face a few inches apart from Ron's face, all the anger he had desperately tried to suppress now completely flowing out.

Harry looked at him, without the slightest intention of stopping him.

Hermione: We wanted to write you.
She said defensively.

Harry: And let's see... Dumbledore told you not to, right?
He said.

Ron: That's exactly what he said!
He said, but Y/N had enough already.
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