••KA: RPotW•• ->The Rise of the Six Dark Lords
 

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We all know the story that Harry Potter defeated He-who-must-not-be-named, he hunted down the 6 Hocruxes and destroyed them in order to bring down the Dark Lord. But what Harry Potter and all of his friends didn’t know was that with every Hocrux, excluding the one that resided in Harry for 17 years and was not made intentionally, Lord Voldemort fathered a child.
It was his way of leaving his cruelty and hatred in the world if, for whatever reason he may suffer a down fall. So Nineteen years later Harry has a family, Ginny, Ronald, and Hermione are all living the dream with children. But unknown to the entire wizarding community there are six children of the Dark Lord plotting the downfall of them all. They are carrying on their father’s wishes even though they never felt his love because he did not have any.
So will there be another battle at Hogwarts? Or will this time the battle take place at the ministry? Will the now reformed Order of the Phoenix, including Harry, Ron, Neville, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, defeat the rise of the Dark arts again? Will there be casualties on both sides? Let the story begin….
Rules
1. Please no one liners it’s really hard for other people to build of the story that way
2. I give full credit J.K. Rowling for the basis of this story with Harry Potter
3. Please stay active, stories die if no one ever shows up to RP
4. Remember if you choose a Harry Potter character their bio’s need to match (to the best you can) what J.K. Rowling has already given us.
a. Ex) Harry is married to Ginny and has 3 children
5. Have fun

Characters
Reagan James---Me
Kira Ever Petrova--peaches_11
Delilah Alice Hawk--xiiWishiWasYours
Candy Quince--J-E-L-L-O
Anna-Marie Stoc--city_girl_95
Emma Jayne Johnson--samthehpfreak

Harry Potter--Snape'sGirlThru&Thru
Ronald Weasly--As.Is
Neville Longbottom--Add1cted
Hermione Weasly--city_girl_95
Ginerva Potter--peaches_11
Luna Longbottom--aaetha

Oooh. Sounds interesting. Child of the Dark Lord please?

Interesting :hmm: Could I take Harry please? Also, are the children going to be in this as well? If they are, could I also take Albus? If not, that's quite alright, I'll stick with just Harry ^_^

Ohhh Can I be a Chil of the Dark Lord and Ginny Potter?

Yes to every one :) Please put up bios!

Second, I think for the purpose of this story we will leave the children out of the story :) I'm excited



BIO:

Name: Reagan James
Nicknames: None...her name is Reagan and that is what you WILL call her
Age: 34
DOB: August 7th
Patronus: Snake
Former House: Slytherin
Mother: Ashley James
Father: Tom Riddle


Appearance: Reagan has black hair down to the middle of her back, her eyes used to be blue but now have more red in them than anything else. She carries a wand of Holly and unicorn hair. A wand that has been said to have caused just as much damage as her fathers. All though she has no connection to an enemy's wand as her father's did she still has a powerful one.

Personality: Reagan is just as mean and cruel as the Dark Lord was himself. She has a temper and has a quick wand draw and has never lost a duel. She can perform unforgivable curses with out even blinking and eye. She has killed many men, women, and children and show's no remorse for it. Reagan has been plotting for many long years to take down the ministry for her own and will stop at nothing untill it is hers. Reagan does not tolerate stupidity and will punish those who show it.

Background: Reagan grew up with only her mother around she had no idea who her father even was. She went to Hogwarts during the time of Harry Potter and knew who his story. She was of course sorted into Slytherin with out a second thought and quickly grew to be a smart child, she was cruel, cunning, and quick to judge. When she turned 16 and the Dark Lord appeared on their door step and that was the only time that Reagan ever saw her father. He explained who he was and the legacy he was going to leave behind in the event that something would happen to him. He turned and left and that was the last time she heard form him. Following through to her word however Reagan watched her father be murdered by Harry Potter and vowed to destroy 'the boy who lived'. She has since plotted the down fall of Harry Potter and his friends with her siblings that she discovered she had through out the years.

Post color: Red

Child of the Dark Lord?

Yes you may!! Post bio's please!!

Here's Harry's bio. Let me know if I need to add/change anything ^_^

Child of dark lord and Hermione please :)

Sounds good guys!! Just get your bios in please :)

ANNA-MARIE STOKE

Basics
Full Name: Anna-Marie Stoke
Nickname?: A, Annie M, Stokey
Age: 28
DOB: 12th August
POB: Diijon, France
Education: Ex Beuxbaxton
Year: Graduate
Blood: Pure
Status: In a serious relationship
Patronus: Greyhound

Appearance
Hair: Black, wavy, long, thick
Eyes: Pale, pale, pale blue
Skin Tone: Pale, very pale and blushes easily
Build: Tall, slim, but with curves

About Her
Favourites
Colour: Emerald green
Food: Paella
Drink: Firewhiskey
Sport: ....she doesn't do sport. End of
Hobby: Partying, being with her man and friends, REVENGING!
Place: Shops, any shop, anywhere
Animal: Greyhounds
Lesson: DADA and potions

History
Anna-Marie, sounds French right? Or not? Well she doesn't care she loves it so screw the lot of ya! This is a born and bred French gal, living with a single mother who gave her everything she wanted, whilst they lived in their French appartment educated at home until she went to Beuxbaxtons, she ruled the school. Literally, she was the...the Regina George (mean girls stupidd) of the wizarding world, she organised the parties, had the best clothes, the best boys and all the friends. She also got the best grades, without trying, she was loved, and of course hated, but people didn't voice that, or she destroyed them, socially, slowly and painfully, and that was how she went, constantly throughout her years at Beuxbaxtons until she graduated, when she moved out and got her own home, she also then got access to her trust fund. Yes trust fund. She never had to work and never has, she met her current boyfriend Duke Laurence Hughbote of France and has been with him for the past five years, but now she wants revenge and will get it, revenge for her apparant father, though she doesn't one hundred percent belive it, she just gets a kick out of making people feel pain

Personality
Anna-Marie, the evvviiiillll girl, who can hide it, she's a good actress, thats right, she says, "I love your skirt", she's lying. She just needs to look nice, its the image obviously. But she is a flirt, one of her many bad traits and she stole many a girls boyfriend, although they never spoke. Her girls shut them up very well. They never spoke about it, they were too scared to do anything. But asides from the flirting thing she is full on evil, but she hides that infront of Laurence, if he knew, well, she'd have to get him sorted out and he'd be disgusted and the only way her plans will work is if she has that image to hide behind, of the good socialite girl who is in lurrrrvve with the duke. Don't be fooled. Ever.


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OoOoOoOoOoO! Could I take the last child of the Dark Lord please? plot sounds great btw :D

Sounds great :) If you guys know any one else who wants to be part of the order let them now :)

And pretty please get your bios in!! I want to start soon :)

here's my bio

HERMIONE WEASLEY (NEE GRANGER)

Basics:
Name: Hermione Jean Weasley (nee Granger)
Age: 37
Education: Hogwarts
Year: Graduate
House: Gryfindor
Blood: Muggleborn
Patronus: Otter

Appearance:
Hair: Brown, Uncontrolabley wavy, long
Eyes: Brown
Height: Tall-ish
Build: Slim

Family
Husband: Ronald Weasley
Daughter: Rose "Rosie" Weasley
Son: Hugo Weasley

Personality
Hermione is a bossy boots, and loves to get her own way, she's smart and knows it, and doesn't hold back in lessons, however she has compassion, and tenderness and is always trying to help. She is best friends with Ron and Harry and although Ron and Hermione argue frequently they always make up in the end. Hermione is always in the liabary, thinking that it can always answer her problems, most of the time it does. She is also very logical and doesn't belive much unless there is proof of it. She does not like to break rules, but will do so to help her friends. She is often calmer than Ron and Harry, and makes sure that Harry and Ron do not charge off, however she has a short temper and it often sparks off around them. She will tell them her opionions even if they won't like her for it, and is very focassed all the time, with a very strong will. She is very brave and is not afraid to get her hands dirty.

She cares deeply about her children and would die for them, no one understands why well asides from Ginny, but thats just becuase they both have children, she worries for them but doesn't talk about her worries to them or really her husband, she likes to keep things to herself, but she knew that they had to protect each other, there was no chance that the Voldemort feeling would ever completley die down, she was too much of a realistit to belive it would truly go away, so she decided that when the order reformed to join them, she isn't going to let it get as worse as it did. She'll make sure it wont

Do I need to find a photo cuz I can't find any decent ones on google

Could I be Luna? If you're still accepting people?

Yes I'm still accepting People and you can of course have Luna :)

Can I be Lysander? (Luna's child?)

I was not going to have any of The 2nd generation in this RP..I'm sorry but feel free to RP Ron or Neville..

Aw :( they are wierd :xd: Hm... Can i be Neville?

Of course you can!!

Okay...In order to get started I will play the role of Ronald for now...unless in the next day or so some one wants to!

But Please Please Please get your bios in :)

I'm super intrigued by this plot...so I'll take Ronnie. But, just a forewarning, I may not be able to post every single day, but I will do my best to keep up. :D

Sounds good Red :)

Post when you can please :)

Ronald Weasley

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Basics:
Name: Ronald B. Weasley
Age: 37
Education: Hogwarts
Year: Graduate
House: Gryfindor
Blood: Pureblood
Patronus: Jack Russel Terrier

Appearance:
Hair: Flaming Red
Eyes: Blue
Height: Tall
Build: Slim

Family
Wife: Hermione Weasley
Daughter: Rose "Rosie" Weasley
Son: Hugo Weasley

Personality:
...I'm thinking on this, because I want it to be good...

Just waiting on Two more bios :) Hopefully tom we can start!!

Name: Luna Longbottom (nee Lovegood)
Age: 35
DoB: May 13, 1981
Former House: Ravenclaw
Patronus: Hare
Appearance: Shoulder length dirty blond hair, large silver eyes, constant dreamy look
Personality: Luna always beleives in the strangest of creatures, even with proof they don't exist. She means well, but has a habit of speaking the direct truth, whether it is nice or not. In later years she has become a bit more down-to-earth, but continues to insist that she will some day find a Crumple-Horned Snorkak.
Background: Luna is the only child of Xenophilius Lovegood. Her mother died when she was only nine years old. Many of her ridiculous notions come from her father, who was the editor of the Quibbler, a magazine known for saying crazy things.
Later Life: Luna married Neville Longbottom and had twin sons, Lorcas and Lysander. She became a naturalist and discovered many new creatures, though has still not proved the existence of the Crumple-Horned Snorkak. (Or Nargles, for that matter.)
Post Color: Blue


Note: She is referred to as "Luna Longbottom" on here, but Harry Potter Lexicon says she married Rolf Scamander, grandson of Newt Scamander.

Thanks! I actually never knew that..or what Harry Potter Lexicon is...I just thought I'd make a good story for the RP!

So now Just 1 child of the dark lord left and we will begin. I will PM everyone!

Eep. Seems like im the last one. well, here's my bio! o:

The Basics;
Name: Delilah Alice Hawk
Age: 22
Year: Graduated
House: Slytherin
POB: Paris, France
DOB: November 3rd
Blood: Pureblood

Appearance;
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Purple
Height: Five feet One Inch
Weight: 90 lbs

Family;
Mother- Lucille Darayne Hawk
Father- Tom Marvolo Riddle

About her;
Delilah is a Slytherin to the core. People say she lost her heart ages ago, that might be the truth seeing as she cares for no one and loves no one. She doesn't mind who she is or what she has become. She's evil, a dueler and impossible to read. Some people are like open books, they all have one purpose but looking at Delilah won't help at all. Her violet eyes seem to look into your soul and gives most people chills. She's ambitious and she has to get everything her way. Even if she has to kill someone for it.

Sorry it's so late. I'll include an image later. ^^

:) Yeah!! Everyone's in...I"m going to go ahead and get started.


Reagan was tired, she had spent the last 48 hours making the final of their plans. She being the oldest of her sisters took it upon herself to take charge. Well let's face it Reagan wasn't a follower any ways. She is a leader plain and simple. She apparted back to the old Riddle house, where it was said that her father murdered her Grandparents, and since the house has sat empty for years Reagan took it upon herself to take over.

She had burned her own Dark Mark into the arms of her sisters, she was following her father foot steps but she would not make the same mistakes he did, nor follow the exact same things that he did. Being as there were only six of them Reagan was hoping that their dark mark would strike more fear in the hearts of those she was planning on killing. She had summoned her sisters back to the Manor, the needed to go over their final plans before they made their attack.

Ron rolled over in bed and covered his head up with the covers making sure that there wasn't a chance for the bright morning sunshine to seep in and wake him up. His goal today, sleep as long as he could before Hermione came in and drug him out of bed to do chores or do errands. It wasn't long before Ron fell back into a deep sleep.

Until he saw the figure of a large spider coming after him, he tripped over his shoelaces and fell onto the ground where he began to crawl. The spider was closing in on him, and all he could do was roll back and forth on the ground thrashing about...

THUD

Ron Weasley suddenly found himself laying face first on the floor of the bedroom. Instead of getting up and going back to sleep he simply reached up and grabbed his pillow and tugged the blanket down on top of him. He thought about crawling under the bed, Hermione might not find him there...

Hermione pulled open the cupboard and picked out a teabag, dropping it into the teapot which was full of boiling water, and letting it brew, she took the box of cereal out of the cupboard, placing it on the breakfast table with the two empty bowls, the carton of milk and the spoons, Rose! Hugo! She called come do- RONALD? She shouted, after hearing a thud, narrowing her eyes she stepped towards the steps. She took a threatening step and began to walk up the stairs. Ronald? She called again, her voice tinged with a slight threat, you better be out of that bed...

Anna-Marie sat up from her downe duvet, looking down at
Laurence's sleeping face, she sighed contentedly, rubbing her eyes and throwing her eyemask off her forehead, she stepped out of the bed and pulled her silk dressing gown around her slim frame, she walked over to her "shoe cupboard" and opened it silently, gently pulling the bottom drawer open to check that everything was ready, she closed it back again and shut the cupboard door before turning back to Lawrence, who was sitting up, his hair rumpeled, darling she said, walking over and kissing him on the cheek, we have to get ready for the benefit ball remember she held him tightly for a minute before letting go and walking into the en suite, switching it on, five more minutes she called before shutting the door of the en suite

Ron gave a groan hearing his wife call for the kids from downstairs. He decided to try under the bed a chance and rolled over a foot taking his pillow and blanket with him. Making sure everything was under the bed Ron laid on his back and closed his eyes. Surely Hermione could handle breakfast on her own just for one morning. And he WAS out of bed. Kinda. Well he considered he was out of bed at least.

At least the sun wasn't in his eyes under the bed.

Hermione cracked open the door, she glared around looking for her husband, Ronald...she said, walking around the room, you are not getting out of it today, it's your turn she said, opening their wardrobe and pulling out some clothes, and if you don't help me at breakfast I will be picking your clothes! She said, rounding the bed and spotting the edge of their blanket, she stood there, tapping her toe

Reagan opened the door to the manor with her wand, doing it by hand was for petty muggles and she was not a muggle. She made her way up stairs remembering that her father had once used this same place. He had told her important things, things she was not to share with any one else. And she had not untill this moment done so. But now was the time to act..she needed her sisters her.

She touched her mark on her arm and it flared bright red for a moment and then burned black. Her five sisters would surely answer the call.

Ron's eyes flew open to see the underside of their bed, almost forgetting he was attempting to get away from his wife. He had forgotten he was in charge of breakfast. Though clearly, that was a disaster of a thought consider the LAST time he attempted making breakfast for the kids and Hermione. He nearly burned their house down.

"I'm a grown man 'Mione!" He called from under the bed knowing he was already caught. He could see his wife's feet just a mere foot and a half a way. He gave a groan and rolled over under the bed and rose to his feet, the bed now between his wife and himself.

"I'm up." He stated run a hand through his red hair and giving a yawn. He looked at the clothes she had chosen, spotting one of his maroon sweaters his mother had knitted some time ago. He carefully looked at his wife not daring to say another word.

Emma Jayne sat cross legged on her bed. Her eyes shining bright and her fingers at work. Until something burned her arm. She looked at it. Her mark, it was time to rejoin her sisters, but that could wait. She was in the middle of brewing. It was one of her own potions, and unfortunately that meant she couldn't just leave it to be bossed around by her sisters NO WAY. She would sit her, and brew her potion, then she would go meet up with her sisters. She would NOT be told what to do.

Yes, a grown man with children and responsibilities! She said crankily, they're your children too, you have to do something other than fill their minds with meningless jokes,she paused and watched him stand up, good. Two minutes she said firmly turning away, just before she walked out of the room, you don't have to wear the sweater she said finally, smiling before she shut the door and walked down the landing over to Rose's room, she opened the door and walked into the mass of pink-ness, before walking over to the curtain and pulling it open, wakey wakey Rosie she said, walking over to her daughters bed and kissing her on the forehead

Anna-Marie stepped out of the en suite, changed and walked over to the large double bed, pulling Lawrence up and pushing him towards the en suite, she was just begining to do her make up when she felt a dull burn on her arm, she looked down at her mark and rolled her eyes. No way, Regan was not making her go out hair awful, with no make up. Nope. Not happening. She finished up her makeup and pulled her hair up into a chinagon before knocking on the en suite door, darling, she called, I'm going out, I'll be back in a few hours she said, listening to the grunt of agnologment, she rolled her eyes when nothing happened and scribbled out a note with the same message, sticking it on the wardrobe door. She pulled her shoe cupboard open and pulled out her ugg boots. She wasn't wearing heels, not today. Not if there would be planning. She walked out of the bedroom, down the stairs, picked up her handbag, blackberry a pen and notepad and slung her hat, blazer and sunglasses on, before opening up the large door and stepping out onto a busy street, she looked at herself in a window before taking out her wand and apparating to the manor.

Parisian chic at it's finest

Regan! She shouted, stepping over the hallway crossly, she was the only one there it seemed, you better have a good reason for this she said crossly, flopping down on a sofa. Not particulary comfy but it would do. Parisian socialites could not stand. Oh no no no.

Reagan waited...getting impatient. Her sisters tested her patience to the extreme. She couldn't handle have 5 of them to keep track of. It was insane and she wasn't sure what her father had been thinking at those times, seriously creating 6 replica's of himself. Reagan hated being the oldest too. Some times being in her 20's like her other sisters would be better.

She saw Anna-Marie come through the door. "Would I call you back for any other reason but a good one." Reagan asnwered her. It was hard to accomplish things when all 6 of them hated each other. It was hard to even talk when every one was short and snippy...but then again Reagan wouldn't expect anything else from the children of Lord Voldemort. "Well shall wait for the others...or hunt them down...one of the two.." Reagan enjoyed hunting down the sisters who didnt' answer the call. She would think that they would get the point by now, but then again Emma Jayne continued to not show up on time again and again. "We may have to get Emma Jayna.....again"

Neville woke up, looking at Luna then getting dressed quietly, walking into the twins' room, almost tripping up, "Lysander, Larcan, wake up." he saids shaking larcan's shoulder, then over to Lysander and shaking his shoulder.

The twins' woke up quietly, standing up and walking downstairs.

Neville then walked downstairs and got them some fresh juice and a sandwhich on the table before going back upstairs to wake up his wife. "Luna, wake up hun," he said kissing her on the forehead and gently shaking her right shoulder.

If looks could Kill Reagan would be ride of everyone and live happily ever after. Her wand and twitch a little wanting to curse Anna-Marie. Well seeing as I can beat you in a wand duel...you'll come with if I say so." Reagan took pleasure in being the only person who has NEVER lost a duel. And that wasn't going change. Reagan took pride in it. She grinned at her sister knowing she wouldn't challenage her.

Reagan checked the time wondering where every one was, getting even more annoyed by the fact that they were taking longer than 10 minuets to get here. She was tempted to press her hand to her mark again. But then again, today was VERY important day and she needed them in good spirits so they could spend 6 hours arguing instead of 12.

Emma Jayne finished up what she was doing and grabbed her jacket and took one look at her latest creation. She would use it against someone soon. She apparated to her see two of her sisters. "what?" she said simply. She was never happy, ever. So this was no different.

Luna was flying through the purple sky, (having sprouted wings) humming a waltz next to a Crumple-Horned Snorkak, when a voice called from the sky "Luna...Luna... wake up hun..."
and she opened her eyes to see Neville standing above her. "Morning," she said dreamily, and she slowly got out of bed, her purple silk pajamas embroidered with little yellow canaries.
"Are the twins up? What time is it?" she asked, slowly coming into the real world.

Neville nodded,"Yeah, they've been up a couple of minutes, they are having breakfast downstairs..." he replied, smiling, "Do you want anything to eat, or to drink?" he asked her, happily, waiting for a reply from Luna, hearing a bit of yelling from downstairs..."The twins again..." he commented after hearing them shout at each other.

There was only three of them...grrr...Reagan was super annoyed. She didn't even realize that her wand was emitting red sparks with out her knowledge. She couldn't put up with this!!"Emma Jane....nice of you to show up...you aren't late this time...we are still waiting for the other three." Reagan moved around to the head of the table. "They will have to catch up. Come to the table" Reagan pointed a wand at two chairs and they slide out for her sisters to occupy. It was demand for them to sit at the table.

"The time as come. I have figured out all the details and we will bring down Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix" Reagan looked at her sisters wondering if this is even what they wanted anymore. They had planned for so long, plotted for the down fall of the world for years and the moment was finally here.

"Nice of you join us D..." Reagan rolled her eyes at her her 3rd sister to arrive. Now they were only two sisters short. Reagan could barely contain herself. "We are talking about what we've been planning for the past 10 years. Thanks for joining us." Reagan pointed her wand again at another chair the moved out for Delilah to sit in...again it was a demand and expected to be followed.

Reagan again turned back toward the fire place rubing her temples...she could already tell that it was going to be a long day.

"Don't call me D," Delilah said tersely as she ignored the chair and leaned against the wall. Regardless of what Reagan expected, Delilah listened only to herself. Call her self-absorbed or whatever but she listened to no one but her father and as far as she was concerned, her father was dead. "Thanks for having me," she said as she spun her wand between her fingers.

"Dearest sister, I suggest some tea?" Delilah stated, the calming properties that allowed someone to not hex another into oblivion. It was a miracle worker.

"You are a witch are you not?" Reagan replied about the tea "Conjure some yourself." Reagan's patience had reached it's end, six children all the daughter of Lord Voldemort could NOT be put under the same roof. What in the hell was their father thinking giving them all this task. Reagan was sure as well that it could be done only with all six of them together. Her father had told her that each one of her sisters held the key to the down fall of the Order of the Pheonix. Reagan alone had the information she needed to bring down Harry Potter, but not the others. She could only rely on her sisters to hold the answers for Ron, Neville, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, for Reagan was sure that her Father intrusted each of them in turn with the answers to the others.

Reagan knew if they all didn't perish then her sisters would. "This must get done tonight...enough is enough! SHARE YOU SECRETS and I shall share mine!" Reagan demanded of her sisters....all though...a fat lot of good that would do. They miss behaved like dogs.

"Oh yes, that would be great," she replied, yawning and stretching out her arms. It had been a late night last, she was required to write a 50 inch scroll of parchment proving that the Blibbering Humdinger she had seen was not just a Snidget with a horn, keeping her up until midnight at least. She heard the twins squabbling again. "I know," she replied, "they seem to think that the silliest things have to be fought over. Lets go see if we have to duplicate something again..." She was tired, and really didn't want to deal with Lorcan and Lysander, but what must be done, must be done.

Ginny woke to find the bed empty. She smiled to herself as she pulled on her robe and walked to Lily's room. "Wake up, dear." Ginny called her daughter softly. She went around to her sons rooms and woke them up. As she made her way down the stairs Ginny waved her wand at the croocked picture frames. Ginny smelled tea. She smiled as she walked into the kitchen. "Hello Harry."

She took a cup out of the cabnet and poured her tea into it. Ginny took a seat at the table and quietly sipped her tea.

Kira sighed. She quickly ran a brush through her brown hair and put her makeup on. Quickly she dressed in her lose fitting top and skinny jeans. Kira grabbed her cell phone and her wand. She appeared in front of her sisters. "Hello Reagan." Her voice was small and meek but she held herself high. "Sorry that I'm late but I had bussiness to attened to." Kira never liked being bossed around by her sister but she endured it. The anger only streghtend the need for revenge.

"what a pity I'm not late" Emma Jayne said sarcastically. "should I leave, because really I have no problem with it" she said with fake concern. She slumped into her chair unhappily, she could be inventing something explosive right now, but nooooooooooooo she had to be surrounded by her stupid dim witted sisters. Ugh.

Oh great now Delilah was here, psh could it get any worse. "so lovely of you to join us, how about we all kiss your shoes to" she said sarcastically, she was very sarcastic. Ugh. Wait what? share my secrets, aw hell no she thought before muttering "how about you just stop trying to tell us what to do and maybe we'll cooperate" darkly. She wasn't telling her stupid sister anything. SHE DID NOT NEED TO KNOW ANYTHING! and Emma Jayne wasn't about to tell her anything either. "the least you could do, would be bribe us, but then again. If you are a true daughter of the Dark Lord, you should know that no one is about spill anything" she said from her slumped position on her chair.

Oh good now they were only one sister short. Late is what ever one is Kira, nothing well ever change...take a seat" And for the third time that day Reagan pointed her wand a chair and it moved out ready to be occupied. Reagan took a deep breath, they already were getting no where. She had a pounding headache already an they had only been here for an hour. Reagan wondered if this was even worth it. Could she just defeat them on her own and not worry about her sisters. "I don't bribe anyone...I just kill them." She added to Emma Jayne who was being by far the most annoying today.

Reagan thought they competed for the job every time they were together. "Okay...let's try this again...we need to act now...the time as come." Reagan said to them, trying to stress her point with out getting every one all cranky again. "We need to decide how to make ourselves known to the world. How we are going to get all six of the order together in one place." Reagan was rambling everything she had thought abut in the past few weeks.

Why did her sisters always assume that Reagan and no life outside of these meetings? "Just because I do not share the rest of my life with the 5 of you does not mean that I don't have one." Reagan's temper was really starting to rise. "If we plan to take down the order of the pheonix and then the ministry....the world will know us." Reagan added trying to make her sisters see the importance of what they were about to.

"Maybe, you are right, maybe we do not need to tell the world...but It's time to attack the order." Reagan was tired of talking about...they and done nothing but talk for the past 10 years. It was time!!!!

Ron closed his eyes momentairly and fell face first back onto the bed. "I know." He confessed into the matress. "I love you Hermione." He said raising his head and looking at her before she walked out of their room. Ron got up and shoved the previously picked out clothes back into the closet and pulled out a pair of jeans from the dresser drawer, and a long sleeved Chudley Cannons shirt from his side of the closet. He shoved a clean pair of socks onto his feet and made his way down stairs.

He stood there in the kichen looking at stove wondering where he should start this morning.

I love you too she called as she walked out of Rose's room and into Hugo's, wakey wakey little man she said, opening the curtains and begining to take out his clothes and laying them on the bed, before sitting him up and pushing him towards the bathroom, he sat down on the floor as she adjusted the shower temperature until it was just right, she then pulled him off the floor and said, shower, downstairs in 10 minutes, got it? she said firmly but in a kind tone, her son nodded, bleary eyed and she stepped out of the bathroom, shutting the door but don't lock it! she called through the closed door, she walked back into her and Ron's room and began to make the bed, listening to any bangs or thumps from either Rose, Hugo, or most likely Ron

Emma Jayne rolled her eyes. "it's been the time to attack the order for the last ten years, but we-I mean you- have been unable to come with a plan" she said, but I've been plotting during that time we've wasted and trust me, I have come up with many plans, but nooooooooooooooooooooooo Regan's gotta be in charge psh she thought madly "but if your plan is so brilliant, would you spit it out already. Because I don't think killing us is an option." she said. Stupid sister, thinks she can tell me what to do

Ron headed for the pots and pans. He successfully pulled down a pot and a pan without tearing the kitchen down and making a racket. Placing them on the stove he stared at them for a few seconds. "I still can't believe Hermione trusts me with this." He whispered to himself as he went after eggs. Ron placed the eggs on the counter and scratched his head, he couldn't remember what to do next. He shrugged his shoulders and went a few feet to his right and climbed on the counter to get into the recipe box that sat on top of the cabinet. Deciding whatever recipe he pulled out of the box he was 'fixing' for breakfast.

"Pancakes." He grinned, that seemed simple enough. Ron jumped down from the counter and placed the recipe down on the counter and went to get the ingredients. "Flour, check. Milk, check. Salt, check. Baking soda, check. Sugar, check. Butter, check. Eggs, check. Good, we have everything."

Ron began following the instructions carefully, mixing the batter with a wooden spoon he didn't even know they had. Once the batter was mixed he began to make the pancakes.

"NO!" He exclaimed when he realized the first, and the second, the third, the fourth and now the fifth pancakes he had made were all burned, and that that the house smelled, and there was smoke in the kitchen.

Surely the kids would understand. Right?

RONALD! Hermione shouted, hairing down the stairs on her haste to see what he had done now, she walked into the kitchen which was shrouded in smoke, Ronald! She said angrilly, making her way through the smoke, reaching for her wand to clear the smoke. One breakfast Ron, and you had to set the kitchen on fire didn't you!

"Whoah! Hermione, that was last time. I haven't caught anything on fire today." He told her attempting to keep his voice down. He didn't like arguing with Hermione when the kids could hear them. He was positive that Hermione's voice had traveled up to the kids by now.

"Besides, we both know I can't cook, so why did you make it my day for breakfast?" He asked. "All I've done is burn some pancakes. They're still somewhat edible." He told her.

"If you want things done perfect you can do them. I was merely trying to hold up my end." He said setting down the spatula on the counter and walking out the back door.

Internally, he patted himself on the back for not yelling, though he was positive his face was reddened from the slight pang of anger he felt that his wife assumed the worst possible scenario when he made a minor mistake of burning their food. He hadn't set anything on fire.

Oh right! Hermione snapped back, I thought for once you might be able to do something simple, cereal, toast, not BLOODY PANCAKES! She shouted, she loved pancakes as well, that had not made her day at all, they are not edible ron she said, lifting one up with her fingers, it was like a discus. Rock hard. And then Ron was gone! Typical, she rolled her eyes and took all of the burnt bits of pancakes and set them alight, pading around the kitchen barefoot she took out the scales and began to make more pancakes, trying to calm down.

She began to toss the pancakes lightly so that they didn't stick to the cealing at all or go near it either, she finished them and placed them all on a plate, carrying the plate into the dining room and placing it on the dining table. She walked out of the kitchen door and out to where Ron was, sorry she said, walking up behind him

Ron clenched his jaw, he definitely wasn't in a mood for talking. He walked a few feet to where a patch of garden gnomes where and dropped to his knees and began pulling the first one out. Once it was out he threw it as far as he could over the tall green hedges of their fairly large backyard. He moved onto the next one.

"Everything I do is wrong Hermione." He grunted having difficulties with a gnome who just didn't want to come out of the ground this morning. "Come on you bloody gnome." Ron edged as he kept working on the gnome. Finally it came lose and Ron got up and walked to the far end of the yard and threw it from there. He knew that one would be the first one back.

He turned and walked back to the patch of gnomes and continued working, eventually Hermione would leave him alone.

Hermione fidgited uncomfortabley, please don't do that Ron, you know how I feel about the abuse of creatures who can't stick up for themselves she looked away, Ron please, I'm sorry she tried again, not moving forward, Ron?, she began to interlock her fingers, her head bowed

Harry heard movement upstairs and knew it was Ginny waking up the kids. Perfect timing too, because he was just starting to get bored with the silence. As much as he enjoyed it, he liked being around his family much, much more. "Morning," Harry greeted her with a smile. "Sleep well?"

"How else are we going to take care of them?" He asked, having more difficultie with the gnome. Ron hoped it wasn't one of those days when each gnome got harder and harder to pull from the ground. "I have responsibilities and I'm just trying to do what I'm supposed to." He ended giving another grunt as he pulled upward on the gnome. What did she expect him to do?!

I know, I know, but. Hermione kept her head bowed, before shrugging, well we've got that meeting later so if you could be civil then at least she said, turning around back and walking into the kitchen ROSE HUGO! She called again, listening out for the thumps of feet before her children walked into view, sit she comanded, filling their cereal bowls with cereal and then pouring the milk over it, and if you want something other than water or orange you can get it yourself she said, turning towards the kitchen and shutting the fridge, before staring out of the window at Ron who was "cleaning" out the garden

Reagan set her wand down on the table. If it wasn't in her hands she at least couldn't kill any one with out thinking about it first. "Then let's plan" Reagan added for what felt like the 100th time the day alone. "I don't think attacking at the ministry would be a good idea if you don't want to go public. But we need a reason for all sick of them to get together." Reagan was having a hard time even thinking straight. She was very much annoyed and Candy had not even bothered to show up yet. Girls were annoying...that's why Reagan hated meetings with her sisters.

"So any good suggestions???"

Neville nodded and walked downstairs, as Luna came round, he poured another glass of juice, and topped up the twins, "You two, calm down today, okay?" he asked them as he put the empty carton into the bin and laying out his and Luna's breakfast before putting them on the table.

Anna-Marie rolled her eyes, it was her favourite thing to do to show her bordem, yes yes yes she muttered yes sir no sir three bags full sir! Sheesh, stupid Reagen, they all hated each other, no doubt about that but still Reagen shouldn't of taken control straight away. Stupid Reagen, insider in the ministry? One high up so that they would have access to the important people in the Ministry? She suggested, lazily flicking her black hair off her face

Ginny looked at her husband and grinned. "Well enough." She said with a shrug. She couldn't even remember if she had slept well or not. Oh well. Ginny thought. Ginny stood and walked towards the stove. Waving her wand she got out the pancake stuff and mixed everything together. Then she turned the stove on and started to cook them. Ginny looked at the stairs and waited for her children as she flipped the pancakes.

Reagan hated having to admit that her sister was right and had a good plan. She rarely gave them praise, they were much better than that and let's face it...they weren't the smartest bunch..most of the time. "Okay Anna-Marie...we'll start there." Reagan added pointed her wand at the table and tea and biskets appeared for all of them. Reagan's heart could soften just a little when she was craving Tea herself.

"So which one of us has the best access to get to a ministry offical?"

Reagan grinned, Sick no...of course not. I just don't have the time to sit here all day arguing with the 4 of you. I have things to do, places to be, people to see." She said looking around the table. And then Kira spoke up..."you seem to egar about that. are you sure..your small mind is capable of doing such a task." Reagan knew she couldn't soften up too much, she had to bring them back to attention. "So why should they be coming to the ministry. What is the emerency that they need to be there??" Kennedy asked the her sisters. She had an idea but she really wanted them to be part of this. Maybe then they would share their secrets.

Emma Jayne had remained silent, she liked being silent. It gave her time to think. And consider ways to destroy everyone in the room but that was off the point. "honestly, you'd think that you some super secret agent or something, the way you're acting, psh" she muttered, only just loud enough to be audible.

"Let's here what YOU have to say first Anna Marie" Reagan added when her sister told her to spill her guts. Reagan added looking around the table wondering if anyone else would put their two sense in. Reagan was getting a little impaitent with them though. She wasn't one to sit around *planning* forever, she really need to attack someone and someone soon. "Emma Jayne....would you like to add something? Or shall I just curse you?" She added looking at her.

Emma Jayne raised her eyebrows. "nope" she said clearly. "curse me, I dare you" she sneered. She wanted to test a potion of hers, but it depended on what curse her sister was willing to use, if it was something as simple and dimwitted as Stupefy then it wouldn't work ... or at least she hoped it wouldn't work.

"Thanks," said Luna. She looked at Lysander, who was staring into space, slightly dazed. "Wrackspurt got you? Or just thinking?" She waved her hands around his and her head. "I thought there were some in here!" This explained the moments of bleariness when she didn't know what she was thinking exactly, and the slight shimmers in the air sometimes...

Reagan didn't have time for this. "Emma Jayne...your potion making won't save you when the times goes...just so you know." Reagan added turned back toward the group. "Okay..so what if we have the head of the Depatment of Securty bring in the six to mention they are worried and have heard rumor about some active Death Eaters. Seeing as we are not those dim whitted people we would not be exposing ourselves. And as far as I'm aware..no one besides us 6 know who our father is." Reagan looked around the room wondering what they were thinking.

Kira glared at her sister. "I'm not some stupid child, Reagan! Of course I can." She yelled. The Head of Security? Wouldn't it be better if the Minister himself told the six to come in? "Do you really think they'd listen? I mean aren't most of them part of the Minisrty?" Kira asked sceptical about Reagan's plan. "The Minister would be better wouldn't he? I mean everyone listens to him. If we could capture him then we can get the six we need." Kira added.

Emma Jayne slumped again. "nothing's impossible" she muttered unhappily. Her sisters doubted her, she knew that and hated every moment of it. oh blahdeblahblah, she better make this interesting sometime soon she thought irritably. Emma Jayne could not be pleased, unless she was appreciated, no one ever appreciated her though, but she didn't mind ... just more hell for them.

"Do you think you can get to the minister though?" Reagan asked her sister. "The minister is very well protected...almost more so than the order." Reagan doubted her sister's ability to get to the minister of magic. "Emma Jayne...rigth now you are the most annoying person in this room. Shut up or help out." Reagan looked at her and knew that her eyes were probally red right now. She was so annoyed with her. Things were not good. They needed a reason to get them there and then they neeed to attack.

"you could get past security easily, security can be extremely dimwitted" Emma Jayne started. "a simple sleeping potion would have them out for hours, free to get to the minister" she continued, "but then there's the charms and spells in place which could easily be gotten past, if you were willing to be a test dummy" she said, now she was done. She had helped. "thank goodness, and I'll do what I want" she said. Okay now maybe she would shut up for a while ... maybe.

Kira rolled her eyes. "I'm not some little child Reagan! I am just as capable as anyone here!" If she made one more crack at Kira's abilities they group would find themselves one sister short! Kira looked at Emma Jayne. "Emma Jayne can help with the potions since it's her area. I was never good at making them. The Minister won't be to well protected since everyone thinks all the threats are gone." Kira looked at all her sisters daring one of them to contridict her!

"I really hoped I'd never say this but, I agree with Kira" Emma Jayne said, it wasn't easy to say. "sure there's the usual threat to the minister of being over run, but no real threats. Nothing that would cause people to go into hiding" she continued. "but a matter of getting into the ministry un-noticed would be different," she said, slowing her voice a little "unless of course, you are willing to involve another potion" she said. So much for shutting up. "but, you still haven't revealed your ever-so-magnicfint plan to us. and we have basically helped you plan your way into the ministry. My question is, do you even have a plan? Or are we just making a plan for you?" she questioned Regan, not saying the last bit and then take credit for it all? she thought aaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnddddddd SLUMP

Harry nodded and was about to say something else when he was cut off by a sudden cry and lots of boyish laughter coming from upstairs.

"JAMES I'M GONNA GET YOU FOR THAT!" a boy yelled - Albus, obviously. This threat seemed to make no impression upon the boy who continued laughing - James. The sound of running feet could be heard upstairs as Harry sighed, trying not to laugh, for he had an idea on what had just happened as it had happened more than once this week alone.

"Not again," he said, getting to his feet. "I'll handle this, Gin." He reached the stairs just in time to catch his elder son in one arm and his second in the other. James was still laughing gleefully and Harry saw why - Albus's head and shoulders were soaking wet.

"What happen-" Harry began but was cut off by Albus.

"James dumped cold water on me!" he said.

"He wasn't waking up fast enough!" James replied, attempting to keep a straight face while he defended himself (he was failing). "I was just trying to help Mum out!"

"No, you weren't!" protested Albus. "You-"

"That's enough!" Harry cut them off and kept them apart as best he could. "James, you don't need to wake your brother up - that's Mum's and my job. Lily is ours to wake up as well," he added upon seeing James glance mischeivously upstairs toward his sister's room.

"Now, Al," he continued, turning to his younger son, "Go back up and dry yourself off." As the boy nodded and went up the stairs, Harry turned back to James and said, "Since you're already up, why don't you go help Mum make breakfast."

"But Daaad..."

"Come on now," Harry continued, leading James into the kitchen. "Gin, you've got a helper today."

Ginny smiled. Ahh yes. Boys were such a joy to have in the house. Ginny looked at her eldest son and shook her head. "Thank you Harry." She smiled at him before returing to the pancakes.

"James, why don't you set the table. Without breaking anything." She said sternly, while putting some pancakes on the plate. Ginny poured more batter and waited.

Reagan smiled at her sisters...or at least it was sneer. "I have a plan once we get into the Minstry and get the order...I never knew how to get the order to one place...for that I need you dear 5." She added around the table...still noticing that Candy wasn't there and that really made her mad. "Kira...if you think you can do...the plan is all yours." She added turning toward the only sister who EVER volunteered to do anything. "Emma-Jayne...when can you have the potions ready?" Reagan added finally sitting down on the chair at the head of the table.

Candy sighed and stood up, she knew that Reagan would be mad but she could care less. Being the youngest at 21 was always a hassle, she was always the one that got blamed for everything. She yawned and disapparated to the meeting place, she made a dark chair appear and she sat down looking at her 5 older sister, her eyes landed on Reagan and she smirked, "Hey Guys," she said twirling her wand around and around in her hand, "soory that I am late but I don't like appearing when I am called, I am not a dog."

Reagan saw Candy appear and stood up and pointed her wand direactly at her. Reagan wasn't even sure what to say. She wanted to curse her to oblivion she wanted to mke her feel pain. "Candy...dogs behave better than you..of course you aren't one." Reagn added still holding her wand pointed at her youngest sister ready to curse her should she say anything stupid.

Kira smirked. "Think I can do it? Honey I KNOW I can do it." She said twirling a piece of her brown hair. "Do you doubt me, Reagan?" She asked seerenly. Kira looked at her youngest sister when she arrived. "Candy. Glad the pup could finally join us." She watched to see what Reagan would do to the youngest and weakest link of the pack.

Emma Jayne fiddled with her nails for a moment. "at the least, a month" she said "so it would be, a fair amount of sleeping potion, that can be ready within days. But if we use polyjuice potion to disguise ourselves, to get into the ministry, that needs a full moon cycle" she said, adding it all up to make sure she was correct.