As his time with the Order went on, Simonâs doubts about Dumbledore and Moodyâs leadership had steadily increased. First the secrecy, then bringing in kids who didnât even have their NEWTs and telling them they had to lie to the people they needed to support them â because theyâd all seen the toll the Order took, even on those who hid it better than people like Doc and Dawn â then sending one of those kids out with Dung and not even kicking him out of the Order after Dung left the kid for dead. But this was a new low. A new horror. It was impossible to keep his thoughts to himself, and frankly he didnât want to. He was quite certain Lucy was on the same page as him. For all they didnât see eye to eye on, they were both healers first and foremost, and this felt like it went against every oath theyâd taken to do no harm and put what was best for the patients first. He shook his head when Lucy started talking about how Dawn had been here in front of them the whole time. How sheâd never spoken to the girl either, giving her space. âDonât do that, Lucy. Itâs not even remotely your fault.â And yet Simon felt guilty about that too. About not seeing what was happening. Not intervening sooner when this poor girl whoâd been lured to London to serve Dumbledoreâs purposes was left alone, wondering why she was friendless.Â
Because of course theyâd lied to the people who would have cared to check in on her. Hestia, Lily, MacâŠ. Simon nodded grimly. âHestia would have checked in the next day, probably,â he said, because that was the impression heâd gotten from all her meddling just over that Black kid. âLily too, most likely. I dunno about Mac, but seemed like they were together more often than notâŠ. Surely weâd have noticed if they messed with their memories,â Simon said, more hoping that was true than convinced it was. âIt would be too complicated,â he added, with more conviction as he thought it through. âOther people might mention her and they would definitely notice if her friends and her boyfriend had forgotten her. And Iâm positive they wouldnât have erased her from everyoneâs memories but ours. Not to mention what a shit job of it they did with Dawn, no way they could have managed something that complex.â There was only a small comfort in that, though, because â âSo they lied, then.â But what lie had they told? And why? What purpose was served by abandoning Dawn on her own when everyone already knew she left? âDo you think lying was the plan all along or do you think they did it to cover their tracks after they botched whatever it was they were trying to do with the memory charms?âÂ
The next thing Lucy said only echoed Simonâs thoughts further. What else could they do, when they kept doing things Simon wouldnât have believed them capable of? When they were supposed to be the good side? He just shook his head at her trailed off question; he didnât know exactly what she was going to say, but Simon understood the sentiment. What were they supposed to do? âI dunno,â he said quietly. Heâd already felt trapped, if only because he knew the people in the Order would suffer more without him than they were already suffering â and he was certain Dumbledore and Moody knew that. But now â it wasnât just him and Lucy who were trapped. Even these kids, even if they hit their breaking point, even if they gave everything they had until there was nothing left to give â if they tried to leave they would broken even further and then tossed out on the street. And they didnât even know it.Â
Lucy knew Simon was right, it wasnât her fault. Except it still felt like some of it was. She was a healer. She was supposed to do what was best for her patients. Dawn had been a patient. Lucy had told herself she was doing what was right for Dawn, giving her space to heal. Sheâd thought that checking in on her might bring up memories she was still struggling with, ironically seeing as how they were all gone now. But she couldnât be sure how much of her reasoning was because she really thought it best or because Dumbledore had told her what was best. Being a healer for the Order was a constant balancing act. It involved acting in ways that went counter to how she normally would. Letting things go sheâd never let slide at St Mungoâs. Ignoring her gut about Dawn had her wondering how much all that had changed her. If sheâd really managed the balancing act or had it all fallen out of balance and she just hadnât noticed. Some of it could be attributed to the war in general. It was a difficult time, in both her worlds. But there were so many of Dumbledore and Moodyâs decisions that she didnât agree with that she kept silent on because they wouldnât listen and she was powerless to do anything about it. Now she felt even more powerless. âI know, but I just worry that I compromise so much for Dumbledore and Moody that Iâve lost my instinct.â It wasnât something sheâd normally confide in Simon. Sheâd oftentimes felt like he thought she was a lesser healer. But she felt like he might feel the same, that they had to make so many compromises as healers for the Order.
She listened as he agreed theyâd have checked in. Smiling slightly as he got Hestia right. The girl was a few years younger than Lucy but she hadnât been surprised to see her in the Order. Hestia had that Hufflepuff loyalty. Lucy doubted even Dumbledore could keep her away. Except he had. But how? Lucy felt better as Simon logically worked out if a memory charm could have been used. She had to agree. âYouâre right. With what they did to Dawn I donât think they have the skill to do that. It had to be a lie.â It only made her feel slightly better. At least those three werenât also victims of memory charms. But how many more did they have roaming around confused and scared? Lucy thought over his question before answering. âItâs hard to know what they might have been planning because this is insane, even with everything we know theyâve also done. But I think lying to us was definitely part of hiding their botched job. I donât understand why they didn't just send her home to America but Iâm sure they wouldnât have wanted us to find out.â Lucyâs own words gave her an idea of what it was that could keep Hestia away. Â âI have a feeling they told Hestia at least, but probably all of them, that she went back to America. Iâve been trying to figure out what he could have said to Hestia and thatâs the only thing I can think of that would have stopped her from checking in. Dawn was very clear that she got no visitors or owls.â It was a mess. Â A terrible, horrific, mess.
Simonâs âI dunno,â felt depressing. Not because she expected him to have answers. She didnât. It just felt hopeless if both of them had no ideas. âI know weâre on the right side butâŠâ It didnât feel like they were helping the good guys. Or doing much good at all. âI think itâs safe to say that thereâs no bar, no low. Dumbledore is going to do whatever he likes and Moody is going to go along with it, regardless of the cost. This must be the reason for all the secrecy.â Lucy felt sick.  Sheâd always thought the secrecy thing was odd, an extra layer of stress the members didnât need. It just served to separate them from friends and family. Which now seemed to be at least part of the reason for it.