The news that Harry had been attacked met them the next day. Dumbledore was so angry, none of them had ever heard him shout, but he was so loud that they could hear him through several shut doors and four flights of stairs as he berated Mundungus for abandoning Harry.

These shouts set of Walburga Black off screaming and hurried footsteps made their way out of the Order meeting to close the curtains over Walburga's portrait and shut her up.

"Hedwig pecked us half to death!" Ron complained, showing his injured hands.

"Harry is going to be so angry at us when he gets here," Hermione moaned, "he hates not knowing what's going on."

"It's not your fault," said Ginny, "he can't blame you when Dumbledore banned us from telling him anything!"

"You don't know Harry like we do," Ron said.

"He's a teenage boy, they can blame anyone for anything," Calliope interjected.

"Hey!" shouted Ron, Fred and George.

"She's not wrong," nodded Hermione.

********

Two days of not knowing what was happening followed. Until Calliope was able to get Elphias to tell her what was happening as he left from an Order meeting.

An 'Advanced Guard', made up of Mad-Eye, Remus, Nymphadora Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Elphias, Dedalus Diggle, Emmeline Vance, and Hestia Jones, would be making their way to Harry's house and bringing him back to Grimmauld Place on broomsticks. He would be arriving the next evening.

Calliope quickly relayed this information back to the others, all of whom were eager to know any information, of which they had been starved since the purge of the extendable ears. 

"That's the same day of that meeting they all keep muttering about," said George thoughtfully, "If Mum is distracted with Harry..."

An evil grin spread across Fred's face, "we could listen in."

********

"That door has been imperturbed," Calliope muttered to Fred as they eyed the wooden door that closed off the entrance to the basement kitchen.

"What?" Fred frowned as he and George listened intently to the extendable ears that the two of them held, which were slowly working their way down towards the door.

"Merlin I can't hear a thing!" George pulled the extendable away from his ear and looked up the stairs.

"They're being quite loud up there," mused Ginny, "maybe we should go and see what all the fuss is about."

"We're on it," said George, he grabbed his brother's arm, and with a loud CRACK, they and the two extendable ears that had survived Molly's purge were gone. 

"The door is still imperturbed," muttered Calliope. A hazy, bearly noticeable mist covered the door from top to bottom. If it weren't for her superior senses, Calliope wouldn't have spotted it, but it was a clear sign that some kind of shield charm had been cast, no doubt by an untrusting Molly Weasley, over the door.

"Tonks showed me how to check if a door is imperturbed," Ginny said as she pulled a bag of dungbombs out of her pocket.

"Do you just carry those around with you?" Calliope asked.

"Don't you?" Ginny raised her eyebrows, "you'll have to start if you're hanging out with Fred and George. Anyway, Tonks said that you chuck stuff at the door, and if it can't make contact then it's been imperturbed."

"Go ahead," Calliope gestured. Ginny flicked several dungbombs at the door, one by one they changed directions and soared away from the door.

"I guess we can safely assume that it's been imperturbed," Ginny said, looking at the dungbombs all on the floor of the hallway, "now let's go and see what's taking those boys so long."