The Gift...
Chapter 1: A little birthday surprise
Harry sat on his bed. This was a terrible birthday. Sure, he had recieved gifts and
letters from all of his friends. He was surprised to get a letter from Cho saying that she didn't
blame him, and was glad he wanted to share the prize, even if he did end up... Harry sighed.
He wished he wouldn't be alone. The worst part was that even though he got letters, Hedwig
was feeling sick, and couldn't deliver anything. Harry felt worse than when Dobby was
stealing his letters.
Hedwig gave a small hoot. Pigwidgeon had been flying over a lot, so Harry still
wrote to Ron and Hermione. Suddenly Hedwig started making more soft hooting noises.
What was wrong with her? Hermione looked up everything, but young Owls don't get sick!
What was wrong with her? Maybe Vol-
"No! Stop thinking about it!" Harry yelled. He would have expected Uncle Vernon
to come upstairs but then he remembered...
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When he came home from Hogwarts, Petunia was crying. A young women came
to the house when Vernon was gone, and she turned out to be his misteress. Poor Petunia.
She just kicked Vernon out. Dudley went with him.
Harry didn't know what to do. He decided to look through his stuff.
Dumbledore had givin Harry a Cheer-Up Potion. He only gave Harry one dose, because he
said he shouldn't get addicted. Harry walked downstairs with the vial.
"Aunt Petunia? I know you don't like Magic, but this will make you feel better..."
She stared at him, tears were streaming down his face. "What is that?"
"It will cheer you up..." Wow, Harry thought. I sound like I'm offering drugs.
"A Cheer-Up...?"
"Yes, how did you know?"
"Lily... When my boyfriend was killed by that, that Wizard... she and his brother
made it for me."
"He was a wizard?"
"No, Samual Snape said he was a Skib? Skod?"
"Squib?"
"Yeah, that."
"You went out with Snape's brother?"
"I guess... do you know him?"
"Yeah... but if you went out with a squib, why do you hate wizards?"
"Vernon. He refused to marry me unless I broke off contact..."
"I'm so sorry..."
"It's OK. I'm better off with out him. This potion does work! I feel so much better
already!"
Harry was about to tell her she didn't drink any, but decided against it. She became
so much nicer after that, but she still wanted to wait a bit before letting wizards in the house.
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Hedwig started screaming. She got up for the first time in a month. Harry looked
at her and gasped. Something at the bottom of her cage was moving. Harry looked closer. It
was an egg. And it was hatching...
A/N-
The book belongs to Rowling,
I hope you will not sue,
If you plan on hearing more,
Please leave me a review!
Chapter 1: A little birthday surprise
Harry sat on his bed. This was a terrible birthday. Sure, he had recieved gifts and
letters from all of his friends. He was surprised to get a letter from Cho saying that she didn't
blame him, and was glad he wanted to share the prize, even if he did end up... Harry sighed.
He wished he wouldn't be alone. The worst part was that even though he got letters, Hedwig
was feeling sick, and couldn't deliver anything. Harry felt worse than when Dobby was
stealing his letters.
Hedwig gave a small hoot. Pigwidgeon had been flying over a lot, so Harry still
wrote to Ron and Hermione. Suddenly Hedwig started making more soft hooting noises.
What was wrong with her? Hermione looked up everything, but young Owls don't get sick!
What was wrong with her? Maybe Vol-
"No! Stop thinking about it!" Harry yelled. He would have expected Uncle Vernon
to come upstairs but then he remembered...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When he came home from Hogwarts, Petunia was crying. A young women came
to the house when Vernon was gone, and she turned out to be his misteress. Poor Petunia.
She just kicked Vernon out. Dudley went with him.
Harry didn't know what to do. He decided to look through his stuff.
Dumbledore had givin Harry a Cheer-Up Potion. He only gave Harry one dose, because he
said he shouldn't get addicted. Harry walked downstairs with the vial.
"Aunt Petunia? I know you don't like Magic, but this will make you feel better..."
She stared at him, tears were streaming down his face. "What is that?"
"It will cheer you up..." Wow, Harry thought. I sound like I'm offering drugs.
"A Cheer-Up...?"
"Yes, how did you know?"
"Lily... When my boyfriend was killed by that, that Wizard... she and his brother
made it for me."
"He was a wizard?"
"No, Samual Snape said he was a Skib? Skod?"
"Squib?"
"Yeah, that."
"You went out with Snape's brother?"
"I guess... do you know him?"
"Yeah... but if you went out with a squib, why do you hate wizards?"
"Vernon. He refused to marry me unless I broke off contact..."
"I'm so sorry..."
"It's OK. I'm better off with out him. This potion does work! I feel so much better
already!"
Harry was about to tell her she didn't drink any, but decided against it. She became
so much nicer after that, but she still wanted to wait a bit before letting wizards in the house.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hedwig started screaming. She got up for the first time in a month. Harry looked
at her and gasped. Something at the bottom of her cage was moving. Harry looked closer. It
was an egg. And it was hatching...
A/N-
The book belongs to Rowling,
I hope you will not sue,
If you plan on hearing more,
Please leave me a review!
