(a/n - just a short drabble since I am in a good mood and I realised that today is Draco's birthday! Happy birthday, Draco!)
A Posh Boy's Birthday.
I sat and glared at the cake. How dare Crabbe and Goyle expect a slice?! I mean, it is my birthday and it is my birthday cake. You don't go giving away birthday cake do you? It was all for me. Specially made by Mother and Father, a sleek broom with my name on it. I couldn't wait to eat it.
Then, something else arrived via an owl I didn't recognise. It didn't look especially clean though, I guess it was probably a school owl. There was a card with a note on it. I didn't recognise the handwriting. It read 'The Dragon, A birthday gift from a fan.' I couldn't wait to open it. It felt like some sort of expensive robes, nearly folded and pristine, just waiting for me. I opened it.
With a loud banging noise, the room was engulfed in smoke, and suddenly there was a white ferret bouncing around the room. It hadn't been robes. I was furious. My cake and presents had been polluted by the smoke! And the bang had caused Professor Snape to enter, and yell at me for a while. What a terrible gift! I have no idea who sent it, but if I find out, Father will know about it. Anyhow, happy birthday to me.
(a/n - so, who sent the present? Hehe, I rather enjoyed this short burst of madness! Please review and let me know what you think, and favourite if you find it worthy!)