"Harry!" Ron hissed from the window. His father and the boys were there to get him, having parked the `magicked' car down the street. "Sorry we're early! It's just the Muggles! Father and Charlie are Apparating to get your trunk. Come now." He babbled, working on the lock at the window. "I've learned a bit of muggle lock picking and AHAH!" He announced as the lock clicked open.
"Hang on." Harry yawned as Mr. Weasley and Charlie appeared in his room.
"Morning, Harry!" Mr. Weasley said in his cheery voice. "Hop on over to Ron and ride his broom down to the car. Or take your broom."
"Alright. I'll leave a note for my uncle." Harry answered, jotting a quick note and grabbed his broom. "Hedwig's cage!" He remembered, grabbing it as well.
"Hello, Harry. How are you? Happy birthday." Ron asked as the two landed next to the crowded car.
"'Lo Harry!" The twins, Fred and George piped, scooting over to make room for their brother and friend.
"Are we ready then? Not enough space, eh? Apparate home, Charlie. Give us a bit more room. Now then, let's go!" Mr. Weasley chattered.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Welcome back, Harry!" Mrs. Weasley called from the kitchen. "Go on and take a nap. I'll call you up for lunch in a bit!"
"Come Harry. I'll help with the trunk." Ron said, picking up one side of the trunk, Harry the other. They followed the twins up the stairs.
"Harry? A word?" George asked, opening the door to the room that he and Fred shared.
"Sure. I'll be there in a bit, Ron." He walked over to the room and Fred closed it behind him.
"Remember that money you gave us?" George asked, sitting down on the floor. "Well, we've had a few words with Mum and told her we had a sponsor for the Joke Shop. Well, she didn't believe us until we showed her the bag. She agreed to let us open the shop only if we score higher on the O.W.Ls. So we gave her half of the money for the family and got to inventing."
"And we want you to be the first to see what we've come up with." Fred said, handing Harry a bag of things. "Look them over and tell us what you think. If you have any ideas, tell us and we'll get to it."
"Thanks." Harry said, getting up. "I'm a bit tired so I'm gonna nap." He said, leaving the room with the bag.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"What was that about?" Ron asked, as harry came in and deposited a bag into his trunk.
"Just something the boys gave me." Harry collapsed onto the cot that was his for the summer. "Night."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Harry, dinner is almost ready." Mrs. Weasley shook him. He opened his eyes and sat up. He washed his face and changed his clothes and hopped down to the yard.
"About time you wake up!" Hermione greeted her friend, smiling.
"Hermione! When did you get here?"
"When you were sleeping. Happy Birthday." She said, holding out a nicely wrapped package. "And it isn't a book." She said, seeing the look on his face.
"Thank you, Hermione." He answered, taking the gift.
"Happy Birthday." Ginny whispered, holding a small package out to Harry.
"Thank you Ginny." He said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She squeaked and turned red. Dinner went smoothly and afterwards, Mrs. Weasley allowed Fred and George to light some fireworks they had invented. The fireworks exploded into intricate designs, the last being a red dragon that swooped down among the people only to disappear, and leaving only a sprinkle of glitter.
"That was wonderful, boys." Mrs. Weasley complimented as the twins took several bows.
"I believe that perhaps they should be studying instead of playing." Percy said. "Now I was just promoted..."
"That's nice, dear. I'll go get the cake." Mrs. Weasley got up and left the table, returning with a lit cake. She dimmed the lights in the yard, leaving the cake as the only thing with light.
"Make a wish." Bill said watching Harry.
I wish Sirius could come back and I could live with him. I never want to go back to the Dursleys. Harry said to himself and blew out all 15 candles.
"Hang on." Harry yawned as Mr. Weasley and Charlie appeared in his room.
"Morning, Harry!" Mr. Weasley said in his cheery voice. "Hop on over to Ron and ride his broom down to the car. Or take your broom."
"Alright. I'll leave a note for my uncle." Harry answered, jotting a quick note and grabbed his broom. "Hedwig's cage!" He remembered, grabbing it as well.
"Hello, Harry. How are you? Happy birthday." Ron asked as the two landed next to the crowded car.
"'Lo Harry!" The twins, Fred and George piped, scooting over to make room for their brother and friend.
"Are we ready then? Not enough space, eh? Apparate home, Charlie. Give us a bit more room. Now then, let's go!" Mr. Weasley chattered.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Welcome back, Harry!" Mrs. Weasley called from the kitchen. "Go on and take a nap. I'll call you up for lunch in a bit!"
"Come Harry. I'll help with the trunk." Ron said, picking up one side of the trunk, Harry the other. They followed the twins up the stairs.
"Harry? A word?" George asked, opening the door to the room that he and Fred shared.
"Sure. I'll be there in a bit, Ron." He walked over to the room and Fred closed it behind him.
"Remember that money you gave us?" George asked, sitting down on the floor. "Well, we've had a few words with Mum and told her we had a sponsor for the Joke Shop. Well, she didn't believe us until we showed her the bag. She agreed to let us open the shop only if we score higher on the O.W.Ls. So we gave her half of the money for the family and got to inventing."
"And we want you to be the first to see what we've come up with." Fred said, handing Harry a bag of things. "Look them over and tell us what you think. If you have any ideas, tell us and we'll get to it."
"Thanks." Harry said, getting up. "I'm a bit tired so I'm gonna nap." He said, leaving the room with the bag.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"What was that about?" Ron asked, as harry came in and deposited a bag into his trunk.
"Just something the boys gave me." Harry collapsed onto the cot that was his for the summer. "Night."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Harry, dinner is almost ready." Mrs. Weasley shook him. He opened his eyes and sat up. He washed his face and changed his clothes and hopped down to the yard.
"About time you wake up!" Hermione greeted her friend, smiling.
"Hermione! When did you get here?"
"When you were sleeping. Happy Birthday." She said, holding out a nicely wrapped package. "And it isn't a book." She said, seeing the look on his face.
"Thank you, Hermione." He answered, taking the gift.
"Happy Birthday." Ginny whispered, holding a small package out to Harry.
"Thank you Ginny." He said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She squeaked and turned red. Dinner went smoothly and afterwards, Mrs. Weasley allowed Fred and George to light some fireworks they had invented. The fireworks exploded into intricate designs, the last being a red dragon that swooped down among the people only to disappear, and leaving only a sprinkle of glitter.
"That was wonderful, boys." Mrs. Weasley complimented as the twins took several bows.
"I believe that perhaps they should be studying instead of playing." Percy said. "Now I was just promoted..."
"That's nice, dear. I'll go get the cake." Mrs. Weasley got up and left the table, returning with a lit cake. She dimmed the lights in the yard, leaving the cake as the only thing with light.
"Make a wish." Bill said watching Harry.
I wish Sirius could come back and I could live with him. I never want to go back to the Dursleys. Harry said to himself and blew out all 15 candles.