Title: The New Order
Author: Mistress Nika
Rating: PG-13 (because I can never keep it completely clean)
Summary: Before his sixth year, Harry is rescued from the Dursleys by someone he does not expect. He is then swept into a world of magic where Light and Dark are not always Good and Evil. The Crimson Order, led by the mysterious Mage Queen, have taken it upon themselves to teach Harry to not only be powerful, but to be the leader the wizarding world needs.
Warnings: OOCness (though I hope it's explained), OC's (only supporting the HP cast), slash, passing twincest, bad language, Powerful!Harry, DarkButNotEvil!Harry, possible hints of sex and dirty jokes
Definite Couples: Ron/Hermoine, minor Fred/George, Sirius/Remus
Possible Couples: Harry/Severus, Harry/Draco, Harry/Lucius, Harry/Voldemort, Harry/Percy, Tonks/Hermoine, Hermoine/Luna

It all started one day.

"Boy! Get the door!" Vernon bellowed from the living room as rather insistent knocking sounded through the house for the second time.

The fifteen year old Harry Potter left the sanctuary of his room and dragged his feet sullenly down the stairs towards the front door.

"Why can't you get it, you great fat whale?" he muttered to himself. "Just once in fourteen years. Not like the exercise would kill you. Then again, it probably would."

Pulling open the door as yet another round of knocks began, Harry looked into the face of their caller and gasped.


Percy Weasley stumbled where he'd been leaning on the door. He was dressed in what could possibly have been several muggle suits pieced together in a display that would have made Dumbledore proud, lemon yellow the predominant color. Crammed on his head was a green fedora that clashed something horrible with his red hair. His shoes were bright red and floppy, appearing five sizes too big. If the outfit alone didn't scream 'wizard' to the occupants of Number Four Privet Drive, the fact that his wand was poking out of his jacket pocket was a pretty good hint.

"Hello, Harry." he greeted him with a smile.

Harry continued to gape in shock, not only at the sudden appearance of one of his best friend's less beloved brothers, but also at his odd attire.

"Percy, what...are you wearing?"

Looking down at himself, the older wizard looked slightly confused and tugged on a lapel.

"What? Not muggle enough?"

Shaking his head to clear it, Harry responded, "You look like your name is Bobo and you just escaped from the circus. I'm half expecting a seltzer attack!"

A scowl crossed his face.

"This is the last time I take anything supposedly 'muggle' from dad." he muttered. With obvious effort, he replaced the scowl with an overly innocent smile. "Can I come in?"

Glancing back into the house, Harry weighed the pros and cons of the situation. If he let Percy in, he'd have to face his uncle's wrath. On the other hand, if he refused, Percy would most likely make a scene before just spelling the door open and entering anyway. On the other-other hand, he could ask him to explain his business outside where they would get stared at by neighbors and passerby, but it would only be the Dursley's disturbed nephew being weird again. Option three was sounding pretty good.

"No." Harry replied quickly, pushing Percy back and following him out. Closing the door behind them, Harry just hoped Vernon wouldn't lock him out. "How about you tell me what this is all about out here?"

Percy looked a bit put out, but otherwise said, "Very well. The Dark Lord has discovered a way to dissolve the wards around this house, therefore you are in danger. I've been sent by the Order to collect you. You're to collect your things, all your things. Don't leave anything behind. Your fireplace has been temporarily connected to the floo network. I'm to take you to headquarters immediately."

Harry's head spun with the information. He was in danger. Death Eaters were going to attack his house with nothing to stop them. Percy Weasley was a member of the Order of the Phoenix and was here to take him to Order Headquarters, away from the Dursleys. Permanently, he assumed. The wards were going to fail. The magic of his mother's love was going to fail. How?

"Harry!" Percy's slightly irritated voice interrupted his thoughts. "There's no time for this! Go get your things! I'll deal with your muggles."

Not giving him a chance to respond, Percy reached past him and opened the door, pushing him inside and towards the stairs before heading into the living room.

After a moment's hesitation, Harry rushed up the stairs and into his room. Luckily his trunk was still mostly packed and he threw clothes, books and other miscellaneous items into it at a quick pace. Crawling under his bed, he pried up the loose floorboard and collected his most prized possessions; his wand, the Marauders Map, and his invisibility cloak. Placing the map and cloak into the trunk carefully, he closed it and stuck his wand in his back pocket. He then juggled his trunk, his beloved Firebolt and Hedwig's cage with a seriously ruffled and angry looking Hedwig inside down the stairs and into the living room.

There all three Dursley's sat side-by-side on the couch, little smiles on their faces and their glassy eyes staring unseeing at Percy who had his wand out and was looking anxious.

Noticing Harry, he crossed the room and quickly shrunk the trunk and broom. With a quick 'Alohamora' to the padlocked cage, Hedwig was free and perching on Harry's shoulder. Percy then shrunk the cage as well and handed all three to him.

"We're not going straight to headquarters." Percy said as he walked towards the fireplace while taking a bag out of his pocket. "There have been problems with people trying to floo there getting rerouted and ending up in odd locations. Instead we'll go to the Leaky Cauldron. From there we'll fly to headquarters."

"What happened to them?" Harry asked, gesturing to the Dursleys.

An odd smile crossed Percy's lips for a moment as he glanced at them. "Nothing much. Just a little magic."

Somehow, the tone he used didn't sit right with Harry. However, before he could question him further, he was jerked forward by the arm and given a handful of floo powder.

"Keep ahold of Hedwig. Don't want to lose her. Now, to the Leaky Cauldron."

"But my things!" Harry protested and Percy quickly handed them to him.

"Now go!"

"The Leaky Cauldron!" Harry cried and threw the powder.

As the boy disappeared in emerald flames, Percy smirked and looked at the Dursleys.

"Now remember. There's no such thing as magic." he said, then followed the boy into the flames.


Seconds later, the wards surrounding Number Four Privet Drive disappeared causing alarms to ring out in two different locations. Less than ten minutes later, over two dozen aurors arrived and began scouring the house. Five minutes after that, Dumbledore and several members of the Order of the Phoenix appeared.

Tonks, upon spotting the headmaster, ran over to him.

"He's gone!" she immediately cried out. "Harry's gone! Just poof! Disappeared!"

"Now now." Dumbledore said gently. "Perhaps he just went out for a stroll and unknowingly activated the alarms."

"Doubt it." Mad-eye Moody said, coming to Tonks side. "Found the Dursleys inside, just sitting on the couch and not moving. Thought they were dead at first. They had these creepy little smiles on their faces, like someone under the Imperious Curse. We got them snapped out of it and that fat muggle started yelling at us about breaking into his house. Wanted to know who we are. Told him we're aurors and asked where Harry was. He just got quiet then, said 'There's no such thing as magic' and sat back down."

"Every time we ask about Harry, they repeat the same thing." Tonks chimed in. "'There's no such thing as magic.' We even tried to demonstrate magic to them, but they just ignored it. Someone really did a number on them and I doubt it was Harry. Which means another person was in there, and they kidnapped Harry!"

The aging wizard placed a hand on the young woman's shoulder and said, "We must not jump to conclusions, my dear. There could be many explanations other than kidnapping. I promise you that whoever has Harry had no malevolent intents toward him. If they did, the wards would have prevented them from entering. For now, we must gather information and begin the search, not panic."

Tonks nodded and immediately ran off to ask about interrogating the Dursleys under Veritaserum.

Dumbledore turned to the silent woman beside him.

"Minerva, this is not good."


Harry stumbled out of the fireplace into an unfamiliar room. The first thing he noticed was the lack of people and noise that the Leaky Cauldron always had in abundance. It was totally dark and silent with only one heavy wooden door before him. Hedwig hooted in what could have been nervousness and shifted on his shoulder.

From behind him, another person entered the room via floo.

Percy walked calmly out of the fireplace with an uncharacteristic smirk, his eyes shining yellow like a cat's in the dark.

Harry could think of only one thing to say.