Well, I sat myself down and gave myself a good talking to *slaps hand* Bad Cricket! Well, here it is…Chapter Three!

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As the clock struck midnight on July 31st, harry Potter could be found sitting in his room, doing his Potions essay. He heard the all-too-familiar tap-tap-tap on the window and got up from his spot on the bed and walked over to the window and opened it, allowing 4 owls to swoop in and land on his bed, each carrying a package and a letter for Harry.

He walked back to his bed and up to the owl he knew as Ron's. He untied the letter and opened the envelope.

Dear Harry,

How are the muggles treating you? Good, I hope. Things are same as usual here except that Fred and George are acting very strange. They keep themselves locked up in their room and I swear that I can hear explosions coming from their room…oh well. Hey, I got new dress robes too! They are dark blue and don't have any lace on them at all! Fred and George bought them for me…yeah, I know…creepy, huh? Mum doesn't seem too mad at Fred and George for the wheezes anymore. I guess that she knows that she won't be able to stop them. They suddenly have a lot of money that they are using for their pranks and when asked about it they mutter something about a mysterious benefactor. I don't know. Anyway, Happy Birthday, Harry!

Ron

Harry smiled knowing exactly who had supplied the twins with their money. He was glad that they had bought Ron new dress robes like he had asked them to. He opened Ron's gift and found an assortment of wizard candy. This would surely last him the rest of the summer, as Dudley was still on his diet. He turned to a tawny owl that he didn't recognize.

Dear Harry,

How is your summer going? I hope the Dursley's are treating you all right. I've been made prefect! Isn't it wonderful! I wonder who the other prefect is? Well, I'm sure that I'll find out soon enough. As for your present…well, I'm in Bulgaria right now. Yes, with Krum. Anyway, I didn't think that the things they have here would be very good for you so I have enclosed 25 pounds. Don't spend them all in one place, now! I hope to see you in Diagon Alley, if not then on the train to Hogwarts

Love from,

Hermione

Harry frowned. He didn't like the idea of Hermione being all alone in a foreign country with a guy older than her, but there was really nothing he could do about it. 25 pounds…he had never had that much muggle money in his life. But what to spend it on. He looked around the room and his eyes fell on the guitar. Of course! He would buy a small muggle amplifier! With a simple silencing charm on the room, he could play as loud as he wanted! He placed Hermione's gift and letter next to Ron's and turned to, yet another owl that he didn't recognize, and opened the letter.

Hey kiddo!

Sirius here! How are you? Are the muggles treating you right? If they are treating you bad, you owl me and let me know, okay? Good. Well, your present this year is something that belonged to Lily and James. This is their Pensieve. Don't worry, there has been a featherlight charm put on it. Moony and me made some adjustments to it though. Now it not only shows what they put in it, but there are a few scenes that I and moony added. Like, their wedding, the day you were born, your first birthday, and a few random ones of moony, your father, and me fooling around when we were kids and adults (who can tell the difference anyway!). Well, we hope you enjoy your gift and remember…you need anything, feel free to owl me at anytime.

Moony & Padfoot

Harry stared at the gift that lay before him. His parent's memories were in there! The thought was too much to comprehend. He decided to look at them later and moved to the last owl.

Dear Mr. Potter,

Here is your school list supply for your fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We hope to see you on the first of September

Minerva McGonnagal

Deputy Headmistress

Harry sighed. School. The one place that he didn't want o go. He knew that people would act differently around him. Some would be scared, others would think he was a murderer and others still would pity him. He hated pity above all things but it seemed that there was no way to avoid it. He put his gifts in a pile and spent the rest of the night writing thank-you letters to his friends and was finished by the time his Uncle rapped on the door, telling him to start on breakfast.

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Phew! All done! Well, I know that many of you wanted Harry to be a prefect but it will all make sense later! Coming up next: Dudley's birthday! I know that in the books Dudley's irthday is before Harry's but…well, um…Deal With IT!

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