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Chapter 3

Harry and Ron followed the girls downstairs. Mrs Weasley has just called them to come down for dinner. When they got to the kitchen Harry saw Sirius and Remus and hugged them briefly. "Happy Birthday Harry!" said Sirius, a lot more cheery than usual. Harry stared at him curiously.

"Sirius, why aren't you at Grimmauld Place? You're supposed to be in hiding!" he insisted.

"Relax, Harry. It's fine. I won't be caught. Besides it's your birthday! I had to come!"

"Where's Remus?" asked Harry, looking around for the werewolf.

"Here!" Remus had just come to the doorway and he was carrying a long slender package. Remus gave Harry a hug and wished him a happy birthday before setting th parcel down on the kitchen table. "That's from both me and Sirius," he said excitedly.

"You really shouldn't have. I still have my firebolt and that's in good condition and it cost a fortune Sirius!" said Harry, stubbornly.

"Never mind that! Just open it up!" Harry sighed and started to unwrap the broom from its packaging. When he took it out he gasped in amazement and heard the shocked voices around him.

"Blimey, that's not meant to be out for another year!" said an astonished Ron.

"It must have cost a fortune!" said Ginny.

"Bloody hell, someone's special!" the twins said together. Harry stared at the broom. It was a long, slender, golden brown broom. Harry felt magic radiating from broom hovered in the air and Harry saw the golden writing on the handle. It said Firebolt 2000.

"Sirius, Remus it's fantastic! How the hell did you get it?" Harry received a stern look from Mrs Weasley for saying this, but she let him away with it.

"We have our connections. It's the best broom in the world. They're not even putting it on sale 'til next year. You're just lucky you have a pretty fantastic Godfather!" said Sirius proudly, grinning at Harry.

"Ahem," said Remus expectantly. Sirius grinned.

"And a pretty fantastic Remus too!" everyone laughed.

As they ate dinner the broom was passed around the table as everyone took turns admiring it. After dinner, just as Mrs Weasley was about to bring out Harry's cake, there was a knock at the door. Mrs Weasley opened it to find Dumbledore standing outside with Tonks. "Ah, Molly. Something smells delicious. Sorry we're late. I had a few issues to discuss with Nymphadora here," said Dumbledore in a jolly way. He then saw Tonks staring at him angrily. "Oh, ah, sorry Tonks,"

"Not to worry Albus. Come in, come in, the pair of you!" said Mr Weasley. Tonks wished Harry a happy birthday before going over to talk to Remus.

"Happy Birthday Mr Potter. I'm afraid I don't have anything for you at the moment, but I do have a few things I need to discuss with you. We'll leave that for another day though!"

"Thank you professor," said Harry. He looked over and Ginny who gave him a curious look. Harry shrugged his shoulders and turned his attention to Mrs Weasley. Harry dearly hoped that Dumbledore wasn't planning any more occlumency lessons.

"Don't worry Harry," said Dumbledore quietly to Harry, with a mysterious twinkle in his eye. Harry marvelled at Dumbledore's wisdom for a moment.

"Happy Birthday to you..," Mrs Weasley started of the singing of 'Happy Birthday' as she brought out the cake which was shaped like a giant snitch with brooms done in icing on the top of it. When they were finish singing they set it down in front of Harry. "Now, dear. Make a wish!" Harry made his wish and blew out the candles. He didn't tell anybody what he had wished for.

"We helped make the cake," Hermione said, indicating to herself and Ginny.

Later than night, after Sirius and Remus, Tonks and Dumbledore and the twins left, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were in the living room playing wizard's chess and Exploding Snap. Harry was splay Ginny at Wizard's chess while Hermione and Ron were playing exploding snap.

"Knight to C3! What was Dumbledore talking about earlier?" asked Ginny. Harry thought for a moment.

"King to E5! I don't know. I suppose I'll find out in a few days. It's probably something to do with the prophecy," said Harry.

"Or you might be starting occlumency again," said Ron. Ginny made her move.

"Checkmate!" Harry sighed, defeated.

"I don't think so," said Harry, replying to Ron.

"He might be tutoring you this year. To prepare you for you-know-who. You might get to learn all sorts of stuff. It would be great in preparation for NEWTS. Yes, that's probably it. He'll be teaching you defensive magic and how to defeat Voldemort!" said Hermione.

"Maybe. I'll just have to wait until I speak to Dumbledore to find out, won't I?" said Harry.

"Yeah. Oh by the way, mum said we're going to Diagon Alley tomorrow. For school shopping and stuff," said Ron. Ginny smiled happily at this.

"Yes! That means I'm getting my owl tomorrow. Dad said I could get one as an early birthday present when we go school shopping," she beamed.

"I might get an owl too. I've been saving up so I have quite a bit of extra money," said Hermione. Ron groaned.

"I'll give one of you Pig for two galleons," Hermione raised her eyebrows as Ron said this. "I'm serious!"

"Why do you want rid of Pig?" asked Harry. Ron shoved Harry the back of his hand which was all scratched and bitten.

"I'm still bleeding a bit! Bloody bird," he said in a grumpy way. Harry laughed at him. Just then he heard a tapping at the window. It was Hedwig. She had finally arrived at the Burrow. Ginny opened the window for her to get in. Hedwig flew in, a bit lopsided and clearly in pain. Harry grabbed her quickly.

"Somebody's injured her!" he said. Hermione took hold of the bird gently and ran into the kitchen. Harry followed. Mrs Weasley and Mr Weasley were looking at her.

"Poor girl. It looks like somebody has tried to intercept your letter. She wasn't carrying anything, was she?" asked Mr Weasley. Harry shook his head. "Well, we can't do much tonight, but we can take her to the pet shop tomorrow and get her fixed. She should be fine in the cage until tomorrow," said Mr Weasley, caressing the bird gently.

"Who would want to intercept his letters, Arthur?" asked Mrs Weasley. Mr Weasley looked at her and shrugged his shoulder.

"I don't know Molly. Harry, maybe you shouldn't send any more letters for now. Use the school owls when you get to Hogwarts just in case," Harry nodded. and carried Hedwig upstairs to her age.

A.N: I got chapter 3 up. I don't know when the next chapter will be up. It took me ages to write this chapter and this is the first time all week I've had a chance to write. I'll try to get chapter four up at the weekend. Thanks for any reviews I got! Please please review! Thanks.