A/N- Be kind in your reviews. This is my first story.
*Warning*- This chapter has a cliffhanger.
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters that belong to J.K. Rowling. I wish I did.
1 Chapter 2: The Surprise
As soon as he went inside, he examined it a bit more thoroughly. It was a marble mansion with pillars that had ivy creeping around them. The ivy, most baffling to him, changed colors every so often and sometimes blended in with the walls. Everywhere he looked, he saw many photos of different Weasleys. They were all smiling and waving at him.
Then he realized that he didn't see anybody around so he explored a bit. He saw many rooms that weren't even being used and saw some that were. Finally he got to a room that was not lighted. As soon as he got inside, there was a great big BOOM! Smoky letters formed the words, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY".
All of a sudden people started clapping, people that he hadn't even noticed there before. They all gave him a hug, even Fred and George and he was quite sure that they had slipped something into his pocket. Then he noticed the cake.
He could not believe that he hadn't seen it before. It was noticeably the biggest cake that he had ever seen. And that was quite a lot because Dudley had always gotten huge cakes. Probably, now that he thought of it, that must have been how he'd gotten so fat.
They sang Happy Birthday to him. As he looked over at the different people attending, he saw a couple of ghosts. He saw some of the teachers at Hogwarts and then… he saw………. Sirius.
He got a big shock and could not wait to talk to him. Sirius saw him noticing and just grinned. It infuriated him.
"Sirius!" Harry cried and ran over to him. "How… why are you here? You are supposed to be in hiding. What happened?"
"Hey, time for all the answers later", Sirius said. "First though, enjoy your cake."
"Where are my presents?"
Everybody laughed and shouted out 'You need to find them.'
He looked around and couldn't see anything. Then he saw a little glint. It looked very suspiciously like wrapping paper. He walked over to it and his jaw dropped.
*I'm mean aren't I?*
In front of him was a mound of packages.
He opened them and the first one he picked was from Sirius. It was a pendant. It was emerald green, matching the color of his eyes and it was shaped like an H. It changed according to his moods. Clear for angry, blue for jealous, yellow for happy, gray for near death, and black for no emotion, just blankness.
Ron's gift was a pensieve. Molly and Arthur's gift was Harry being an addition to their family clock. He thanked them profusely.
He also received lots more gifts from people that he did not know. He later found out that they were his parent's friends. Among them was an old lady who had owned cats and a house that smelled of cabbage.
She saw him and smiled. Beckoning him, she changed before his eyes to a young woman who looked in her twenties.
"Hi Harry. Don't you recognize me?"
Harry did not speak. He just looked at her. She was supposed to be Mrs. Figg, the old, mad lady who had lived down the street from him. She talked to him and told him that her name was Arabella Figg.
She was one of the 'old crowd' that Prof. Dumbledore had spoken of.
From Fred and George, he had gotten the latest, newest broom. It was the Lightning. It was, if you could believe it, ten times faster than the Firebolt.
Finally, from Ginny, he received an album. It was full of pictures of his years at Hogwarts. She told him with a blush on her face that she had asked Colin Creevey for some pictures. There were some paintings in the album too. He asked her who had painted them.
This time, without a blush, she replied proudly that she had been the one who painted. He resolved to get her the finest quality art kit for her birthday.
He went to sleep that night with a smile on his face. It was not to remain for long. That night, he had the most terrible nightmare that anyone could ever have.
The next chapter will be up in a few days.
*Warning*- This chapter has a cliffhanger.
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters that belong to J.K. Rowling. I wish I did.
1 Chapter 2: The Surprise
As soon as he went inside, he examined it a bit more thoroughly. It was a marble mansion with pillars that had ivy creeping around them. The ivy, most baffling to him, changed colors every so often and sometimes blended in with the walls. Everywhere he looked, he saw many photos of different Weasleys. They were all smiling and waving at him.
Then he realized that he didn't see anybody around so he explored a bit. He saw many rooms that weren't even being used and saw some that were. Finally he got to a room that was not lighted. As soon as he got inside, there was a great big BOOM! Smoky letters formed the words, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY".
All of a sudden people started clapping, people that he hadn't even noticed there before. They all gave him a hug, even Fred and George and he was quite sure that they had slipped something into his pocket. Then he noticed the cake.
He could not believe that he hadn't seen it before. It was noticeably the biggest cake that he had ever seen. And that was quite a lot because Dudley had always gotten huge cakes. Probably, now that he thought of it, that must have been how he'd gotten so fat.
They sang Happy Birthday to him. As he looked over at the different people attending, he saw a couple of ghosts. He saw some of the teachers at Hogwarts and then… he saw………. Sirius.
He got a big shock and could not wait to talk to him. Sirius saw him noticing and just grinned. It infuriated him.
"Sirius!" Harry cried and ran over to him. "How… why are you here? You are supposed to be in hiding. What happened?"
"Hey, time for all the answers later", Sirius said. "First though, enjoy your cake."
"Where are my presents?"
Everybody laughed and shouted out 'You need to find them.'
He looked around and couldn't see anything. Then he saw a little glint. It looked very suspiciously like wrapping paper. He walked over to it and his jaw dropped.
*I'm mean aren't I?*
In front of him was a mound of packages.
He opened them and the first one he picked was from Sirius. It was a pendant. It was emerald green, matching the color of his eyes and it was shaped like an H. It changed according to his moods. Clear for angry, blue for jealous, yellow for happy, gray for near death, and black for no emotion, just blankness.
Ron's gift was a pensieve. Molly and Arthur's gift was Harry being an addition to their family clock. He thanked them profusely.
He also received lots more gifts from people that he did not know. He later found out that they were his parent's friends. Among them was an old lady who had owned cats and a house that smelled of cabbage.
She saw him and smiled. Beckoning him, she changed before his eyes to a young woman who looked in her twenties.
"Hi Harry. Don't you recognize me?"
Harry did not speak. He just looked at her. She was supposed to be Mrs. Figg, the old, mad lady who had lived down the street from him. She talked to him and told him that her name was Arabella Figg.
She was one of the 'old crowd' that Prof. Dumbledore had spoken of.
From Fred and George, he had gotten the latest, newest broom. It was the Lightning. It was, if you could believe it, ten times faster than the Firebolt.
Finally, from Ginny, he received an album. It was full of pictures of his years at Hogwarts. She told him with a blush on her face that she had asked Colin Creevey for some pictures. There were some paintings in the album too. He asked her who had painted them.
This time, without a blush, she replied proudly that she had been the one who painted. He resolved to get her the finest quality art kit for her birthday.
He went to sleep that night with a smile on his face. It was not to remain for long. That night, he had the most terrible nightmare that anyone could ever have.
The next chapter will be up in a few days.