~~Snuffles' Day *In*~~
((A/N -- Someone told me in a review that Ginny should have been a fox, and so be it except
that I'm way too lazy to go back, retype it, and repost it, so just pretend or whatever. =) ))
"Harry, Ron! Ginny!" Hermione called from the front step, grinning wildly.
"Hermione!" Ron yelled back, as he ran for the steps.
Ginny just shook her head. "He's been waiting since the minute we left Platform 9¾ to
see her again," she told Harry. "Hermione this, Hermione that... Is that what his letters had
been like?"
Harry laughed. "Pretty well. He asked about a million times if I knew when she was going
to be here."
Sirius/Snuffles barked at the house. Harry and Ginny looked up to see Mrs. Weasley standing
in the doorway, beckoning them in already.
Inside there was utter chaos. People everywhere, cloaks swishing, hats flying, and the WWN
playing so loudly that only the twins could have turned it on.
"Harry!" a voice called, and from the crowd came a tiny woman, not even five feet tall, with
*long* black hair and oval-shaped (purple) glasses.
He smiled politely and greeted her. "Hello,"
She paused, and smiled. "My mistake. I should have introduced myself." She bowed,
something Harry had never seen a woman do before. "Rosemary Potter." And held out her hand.
Harry shook it, wondering who in fiery blazes she was, and why he had never heard of her
before, but he smiled anyways. From behind him there came an odd sound, like something
coughing...
Harry's jaw dropped. Sirius/Snuffles was standing there, staring at the woman with what
*looked* like a grin on his canine face. Rosemary looked down at the dog, and she gasped.
"Padfoot?" She whispered.
Before Harry or Sirius could do anything, Ginny popped in. "Snuffles, Harry, Rosemary, we
need to get out of here so we can talk. Meet you by the pond at ten." And she disappeared,
leaving them half an hour to get over the shock.
Harry looked up, but Rosemary was gone and Snuffles was panting and sniffing random
people, many commenting on how sweet and big the dog was.
"Ron!" He hollered, hoping to catch a glimpse of the tall boy through the crowd.
"Harry!" Ron shouted, barely heard above the dull roar. Harry laughed when Ron showed
up right in front of him.
"Let's get outside," Harry suggested, and they made a break for the door.
"I didn't think it was possible to fit so many people in my house," Ron commented, looking
slightly dazed.
"What are they all doing here?" Harry asked. "What happened?"
Ron laughed. "Harry!! It's your birthday tomorrow! It's your party!"
Struck speechless, Harry just gaped at Ron. "Huh?"
Ron, looking highly amused, shook his head. "Let me go get someone who can explain it better.
Stay here," He told Harry, and the smaller boy nodded.
Ron disappeared into the house, and Harry sat on the ground trying to absorb this new
revelation.
A party. For me. Why? Oh my god...
Just then Ron reappeared with Ginny and, oddly enough, Remus Lupin, all grinning broadly.
"Now I'm in trouble," Harry commented quietly.
"Not in trouble at all," Remus corrected him, brushing sandy-brown hair out of his eyes.
"Just the opposite."
"Harry, since you told me that you've never had a birthday party, I asked Mum if we
could have a *small* get-together for you, but one thing led to another and now the
house is packed." Ginny explained. "And they're all waiting for you to either open
your presents or take the first piece of cake so they can have some, too."
Harry gaped at her, too. "What?"
She shook her head, and turned to Ron. "This is going to have to be a little bit more clear."
She turned back to Harry. "Let's go. We'll show you what a *real* birthday party looks like."
((A/N -- Someone told me in a review that Ginny should have been a fox, and so be it except
that I'm way too lazy to go back, retype it, and repost it, so just pretend or whatever. =) ))
"Harry, Ron! Ginny!" Hermione called from the front step, grinning wildly.
"Hermione!" Ron yelled back, as he ran for the steps.
Ginny just shook her head. "He's been waiting since the minute we left Platform 9¾ to
see her again," she told Harry. "Hermione this, Hermione that... Is that what his letters had
been like?"
Harry laughed. "Pretty well. He asked about a million times if I knew when she was going
to be here."
Sirius/Snuffles barked at the house. Harry and Ginny looked up to see Mrs. Weasley standing
in the doorway, beckoning them in already.
Inside there was utter chaos. People everywhere, cloaks swishing, hats flying, and the WWN
playing so loudly that only the twins could have turned it on.
"Harry!" a voice called, and from the crowd came a tiny woman, not even five feet tall, with
*long* black hair and oval-shaped (purple) glasses.
He smiled politely and greeted her. "Hello,"
She paused, and smiled. "My mistake. I should have introduced myself." She bowed,
something Harry had never seen a woman do before. "Rosemary Potter." And held out her hand.
Harry shook it, wondering who in fiery blazes she was, and why he had never heard of her
before, but he smiled anyways. From behind him there came an odd sound, like something
coughing...
Harry's jaw dropped. Sirius/Snuffles was standing there, staring at the woman with what
*looked* like a grin on his canine face. Rosemary looked down at the dog, and she gasped.
"Padfoot?" She whispered.
Before Harry or Sirius could do anything, Ginny popped in. "Snuffles, Harry, Rosemary, we
need to get out of here so we can talk. Meet you by the pond at ten." And she disappeared,
leaving them half an hour to get over the shock.
Harry looked up, but Rosemary was gone and Snuffles was panting and sniffing random
people, many commenting on how sweet and big the dog was.
"Ron!" He hollered, hoping to catch a glimpse of the tall boy through the crowd.
"Harry!" Ron shouted, barely heard above the dull roar. Harry laughed when Ron showed
up right in front of him.
"Let's get outside," Harry suggested, and they made a break for the door.
"I didn't think it was possible to fit so many people in my house," Ron commented, looking
slightly dazed.
"What are they all doing here?" Harry asked. "What happened?"
Ron laughed. "Harry!! It's your birthday tomorrow! It's your party!"
Struck speechless, Harry just gaped at Ron. "Huh?"
Ron, looking highly amused, shook his head. "Let me go get someone who can explain it better.
Stay here," He told Harry, and the smaller boy nodded.
Ron disappeared into the house, and Harry sat on the ground trying to absorb this new
revelation.
A party. For me. Why? Oh my god...
Just then Ron reappeared with Ginny and, oddly enough, Remus Lupin, all grinning broadly.
"Now I'm in trouble," Harry commented quietly.
"Not in trouble at all," Remus corrected him, brushing sandy-brown hair out of his eyes.
"Just the opposite."
"Harry, since you told me that you've never had a birthday party, I asked Mum if we
could have a *small* get-together for you, but one thing led to another and now the
house is packed." Ginny explained. "And they're all waiting for you to either open
your presents or take the first piece of cake so they can have some, too."
Harry gaped at her, too. "What?"
She shook her head, and turned to Ron. "This is going to have to be a little bit more clear."
She turned back to Harry. "Let's go. We'll show you what a *real* birthday party looks like."