"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Harry,
Happy Birthday to you!!!" all the Weasleys and Hermione were singing, all
standing around a large cake with blue icing reading: Happy 15th Birthday
Harry!
Harry grinned, speechless. He wasn't really expecting anything. There were also a few presents sitting on the table beside the cake.
"Wow, thanks!" Harry exclaimed.
Just then, Ginny entered the room, unnoticed by almost everyone, except Ron and Hermione. They gave Harry an odd look, and then Ron almost started laughing.
"Sit down, Harry." Mrs. Weasley gestured to an empty chair.
"Open your presents!" Mr. Weasley encouraged.
"Let's eat the cake!" Ron said enthusiastically. He loved sweets.
Mrs. Weasley began cutting cake and serving it, and Harry began opening his presents.
The first was from Ron. It was a large assortment of sweets, including Fizzing Whizzbies, Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, Chocolate Frogs, and Peppermint Toads.
"Wow, Ron!" Harry said. "Thanks!"
Ron grinned and pointed at Hermione's gift. Harry leaned forward and picked it up. It was so heavy, he had to use two hands to lift it.
He stared from it to Hermione. She looked very excited. Ron was simply grinning, looking very happy. Everyone was waiting for him to open it.
He ripped off the wrapping paper. Sitting in front of him was a large rectangular box with a gold key shaped like a broomstick taped to the top of it. There was also a large keyhole on the front side. He glanced at Hermione, who was almost dancing with excitement. She must have been very proud of her gift. Harry, who now had butterflies in his stomach and was feeling very anxious, ripped the key off the top of the box and shoved it in the keyhole........
It clicked open, and Harry raised the top of the box. Two black, heavy- looking balls were strapped in their places with strong black metal, like a cage on the sides of the box. They were struggling against their confinement. In the middle was a larger, round red ball. On the top of the case was a small pocket which held a small golden ball with small, strong wings. Harry just sat there, gaping at it. It was a complete Quidditch set.
Charlie gasped. He had played Quidditch at Hogwarts, and was extremely talented. He was told he could have even played Quidditch for England if he hadn't chosen to work with dragons in Romania.
Harry looked up at Hermione. She was grinning more widely than he had ever seen her.
"Hermione!" Harry cried. "This is amazing!"
"I know!" Hermione squealed happily.
All the Weasleys leaned in and started examining the brand-new Quidditch set. "Wow ..." they murmured. "Terrific ..."
Harry pulled Hermione aside. "Hermione, how much did this cost you?" he asked seriously.
Hermione squirmed guiltily.
"Well ..." Hermione began, but Ron cut in.
"Harry, can we have a game up in the orchard tomorrow?" he asked eagerly. "Can we? Me, you, Fred, George, Charlie and Bill, come on, lets try it out!"
"Yeah, sure!" Harry replied quickly. Then his attention immediately re- focused back to Hermione. He looked at her curiously.
"Um -" Hermione said uncomfortably. "Well, don't feel guilty ... but it was ... around 20 galleons."
"20 galleons?!" Harry exclaimed.
"Well, you did buy Ron and I those Omnioculars at the Quidditch World Cup last summer." Hermione quickly explained. "And that was for no reason. I just felt I should get you a useful present for your birthday. And you're so talented at Quidditch ..."
"Alright," Harry sighed. "Although I do feel kind of uncomfortable with you spending so much money on me ..."
Hermione smiled. "I wanted to. You'll use it well. You better." she raised an eyebrow. "Or else."
Harry grinned, speechless. He wasn't really expecting anything. There were also a few presents sitting on the table beside the cake.
"Wow, thanks!" Harry exclaimed.
Just then, Ginny entered the room, unnoticed by almost everyone, except Ron and Hermione. They gave Harry an odd look, and then Ron almost started laughing.
"Sit down, Harry." Mrs. Weasley gestured to an empty chair.
"Open your presents!" Mr. Weasley encouraged.
"Let's eat the cake!" Ron said enthusiastically. He loved sweets.
Mrs. Weasley began cutting cake and serving it, and Harry began opening his presents.
The first was from Ron. It was a large assortment of sweets, including Fizzing Whizzbies, Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, Chocolate Frogs, and Peppermint Toads.
"Wow, Ron!" Harry said. "Thanks!"
Ron grinned and pointed at Hermione's gift. Harry leaned forward and picked it up. It was so heavy, he had to use two hands to lift it.
He stared from it to Hermione. She looked very excited. Ron was simply grinning, looking very happy. Everyone was waiting for him to open it.
He ripped off the wrapping paper. Sitting in front of him was a large rectangular box with a gold key shaped like a broomstick taped to the top of it. There was also a large keyhole on the front side. He glanced at Hermione, who was almost dancing with excitement. She must have been very proud of her gift. Harry, who now had butterflies in his stomach and was feeling very anxious, ripped the key off the top of the box and shoved it in the keyhole........
It clicked open, and Harry raised the top of the box. Two black, heavy- looking balls were strapped in their places with strong black metal, like a cage on the sides of the box. They were struggling against their confinement. In the middle was a larger, round red ball. On the top of the case was a small pocket which held a small golden ball with small, strong wings. Harry just sat there, gaping at it. It was a complete Quidditch set.
Charlie gasped. He had played Quidditch at Hogwarts, and was extremely talented. He was told he could have even played Quidditch for England if he hadn't chosen to work with dragons in Romania.
Harry looked up at Hermione. She was grinning more widely than he had ever seen her.
"Hermione!" Harry cried. "This is amazing!"
"I know!" Hermione squealed happily.
All the Weasleys leaned in and started examining the brand-new Quidditch set. "Wow ..." they murmured. "Terrific ..."
Harry pulled Hermione aside. "Hermione, how much did this cost you?" he asked seriously.
Hermione squirmed guiltily.
"Well ..." Hermione began, but Ron cut in.
"Harry, can we have a game up in the orchard tomorrow?" he asked eagerly. "Can we? Me, you, Fred, George, Charlie and Bill, come on, lets try it out!"
"Yeah, sure!" Harry replied quickly. Then his attention immediately re- focused back to Hermione. He looked at her curiously.
"Um -" Hermione said uncomfortably. "Well, don't feel guilty ... but it was ... around 20 galleons."
"20 galleons?!" Harry exclaimed.
"Well, you did buy Ron and I those Omnioculars at the Quidditch World Cup last summer." Hermione quickly explained. "And that was for no reason. I just felt I should get you a useful present for your birthday. And you're so talented at Quidditch ..."
"Alright," Harry sighed. "Although I do feel kind of uncomfortable with you spending so much money on me ..."
Hermione smiled. "I wanted to. You'll use it well. You better." she raised an eyebrow. "Or else."