A/N: I'm Sooooo sorry for taking soo long to update. Like I told you in the last chapter, I have a huge history project due soon, and all of my free time is going toward that until I can't stand history for any longer, which is not very long, but then again, my choir class had a solo and ensemble performance, so I have been practicing my songs for that also. (Homeward Bound and Early One Morning, if you are wondering.) There were judges there and they gave our group an excellent minus, which is the second best thing you could get. I want to thank Snowflake Princess, Rehteaeh, and Squeejum for giving me pep talks to calm me down before the performanc, I am very proud of myself. Well, anyways, I finally finished Chapter six, I am deeply surprised because I have had many writer's blocks trying to write it all. I hope you enjoy it. Oh, and also, Thank you so much for my reviews I thought it would take forever to get to 50!!! Here's chapter six

Chapter 6

"Shh!!" Hermione snapped at Harry.

"Sorry," Harry whispered. "But why is it so dark in here?" he said, chills going up and down his back, and the silence was making it even more worse.

"I don't know," Hermione whispered back, sounding a bit scared.

Harry pulled out his wand, prepared for what ever might happen next. "Lum-" he started.

"NO! DON'T!!" Hermione said, as she grabbed the wand out of Harry's hand.

Harry looked down and then glared at the direction of Hermione. "Hermione, what the heck do you think you're doing?!" Harry snapped.

"Shh!" Hermione hissed.

Seeing that Hermione wouldn't let him speak, Harry decided to find another way to get his wand back.

As he was trying to figure out a way to get his wand back, he noticed that Sirius' tail was hitting his lower leg.

"Snuffles, Stop!" Harry told him. Harry saw his marble-like eyes as he whined and stopped wagging his tail.

"Harry," Hermione called. "Come here!"

"Where are you? It's too dark." Harry whispered back. 'If only I had my wand,' he thought.

"I'm right here, next to the fireplace." She told him.

Harry felt his way around, tripping over book bags, tabled, and couches until he finally felt the familiar fireplace.

"Harry, I'm right here," Hermione whispered as she placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Hermione, Why can't I-"

*POP*

"Oh!" Hermione screamed.

Harry tried to look around to see what had made the loud. Pop, but it was impossible to see anything. Then he heard someone trip over something.

"OW!" said the voice quietly.

"Who's there?" Harry called. "Quick, Hermione, give me my wand!" he added in a whisper.

"No," Hermione said calmly.

"Hermionne, what the heck has gotten into you?!" Harry hissed. "Give me my wand!"

"No," she said in the same calm voice.

Harry felt the anger in him growing and started toward Hermione, hoping he wouldn't walk right into a wall.

Then there was another *POP.* Hermione screamed again.

"Who's there?!" Harry called again, now heading toward the direction to the sound of the pop. "Who's there?" he repeated, an walked right into Hermione, but Hermione wasn't the only one he ran into.

The mysterious person tried to get away, but fell because he ran into one of the couches.

Harry tackled him down and pinned him to the floor. The stranger was trying his hardest to get away from Harry's grasp, but was failing.

As the stranger was grunting and trying to get away, Harry turned to Hermione and said, "Give me my wand!"

After hearing the sort of seriouosness in Harry's voice, she knew she might end up in the hospital wing later that night if she didn't give him his wand. She then reluctantly gave Harry his wand.

"Lumos," Harry said, and a bead of light glowed around the tip of his wand.

Harry slowly moved the wand up towards the culprit's face. He couldn't believe who he saw.

"Ron?" Harry said, now speech less.

"Uh… hi?" he said, really uncertain on what to say.

"Ron, Hermione, what is go-"

"SURPRISE!!!"

Harry jumped back and tripped over Ron's foot as all of the candles and the fireplace lit up, revealing all of the Gryffindor students, scattered through out the room.

"Happy birthday, Harry!" Ron yelled over all of the screaming as he got back up.

"But… but…" Harry started.

"It's ok, Harry, we'll explain it all to you after the party." Hermione said.

"Excuse me, excuse me, pardon me," a voice well known said in the croud, it was Fred, Follwed by George.

"Excuse me," George said, pushing some people to the side. "Excuse me, birthday boy coming through!" he called, as he grabbed a hold of Harry's shoulders and steered him to the most comfortable char in the room as Hermione, Ron, and Sirius followed.

As he sat down, Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Lupin started their way towards Harry.

"Happy birthday, Harry!" Lupin told him with a pat on the back.

"Th-th-tha-" Harry tried to say, but he was still too shocked.

"Speechless, aren't ya?!" Lupin chuckled.

"Hey Lupin!" Hermione called. "Glad you could make it! You, too, Snuffles," she said as she patted his head.

"Oh, I would never miss this!" he said, grinning at Harry.

Just as Harry was about to start a conversation with Lupin, Many of the students began to greet him. Harry understood and didn't get mad. Lupin was the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher they've ever had.

"Well Potter," McGonagall said, "I wish you a happy birthday. I came to congratulate you personally for becoming a Prefect. I must say, I was surprised to find out that you were chosen, but I think you'll turn out to be a pretty good Prefect." She paused for a moment then said, "Well, I best be going. I trust the three of you to keep this party from getting out of hand." an turned to Ron and Hermione. "Oh, and congratulations, everything went as planned." and she left.

Harry looked at Hermione and noticed that she had a small look of jealousy on her face because McGonagall didn't come to congratulate her in person, but she didn't want to seem selfish, so she didn't let it get to her.

Then Dumbledore stepped forward and said, "Harry, have a happy birthday."

"But it's not my birthday." Harry said truthfully.

"Yes, I know, but a birthday isn't celebrated until you're with your loved ones. I know you parents would've been proud." and with that, Dumbledore patted Harry on the back and left.

After Dumbledore left, Harry looked around and knew that he was right. This was the first time he was with his closest friends to celebrate his birthday, even though it wasn't his birthday. He sat there for a few moments to cherish this moment.

"Harry," said a very nervous voice, breaking his trance. Harry turned his head and saw Ginny holding a present, her face turning red as her hair.

"Hi, Ginny!" Harry greeted cheerfully. "Long time no see!"

Ginny turned more red and turned to look at her brothers, who were now at the other side of the common room. Harry saw Fred give George an imaginary present, and Ron enthusiastically trying to get Ginny to do the same.

Ginny turned around again, facing Harry, and said, "H-ha-happy birthday," and she handed the present to Harry.

Harry took the present, and carefully unwrapped it.

Ginny stood there, watching Harry open it, holding her breath, hoping he would like her present. When she saw him smile, she gave a sigh of relief.

Harry couldn't help but smile. Ginny had given him a beautiful statue of a Stag. It looked exactly like the stag he saw in his third year when he performed the Patronus Spell against the dementor. A tear trickled down Harry's face as he thought about his dad, wishing so much that he was still alive. Harry wiped away his tears then looked up at Ginny.

"Harry, are you alright?" Ginny asked, starting to panic, seeing that he was crying.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said truthfully as he stood up. Harry pulled Ginny into a hug and whispered in her ear. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," she whispered back, returning the hug.

This was the embrace that Harry had wanted for a long time, something he called the Weasley Embrace. Every year, he would receive a motherly hug from Mrs. Weasley that was always comforting. Ginny gave him the same feeling. Ginny stepped back and gave Harry a smile. "See ya later, Harry " and she left.

Harry looked at the Stag again. He couldn't believe how much it looked like his dad.

"HEY EVERYONE!" George hollered. "THERE IS BUTTER BEER, PUMPKIN JUICE, AND CAULDRON CAKES OVER HERE IF YOU WANT ANY!"

Harry put down the statue and walked over to the crowded table, joining Ron, Hermione, and Lupin.

"Fred, George," Lupin called. "How did you get all of this food?" he asked, grinning.

Fred looked at Harry and they gave each other a grin. "Oh, well, we just got a little bit of help from Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs."

Lupin, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all grinned as they took their butter beers and cauldron cakes and headed to some vacant seats.

"So, Harry, do you like Giny's present?" Ron asked, his grin becoming much wider than normal.

"Ginny gave you a present?!" Hermione asked, sounding shocked.

"Yeah, she did." Harry replied.

"What did she give you?" Lupin asked, now getting curious.

"She gave me this…" and Harry pulled out the statue.

"Oh my, Harry!" Hermione gasped, "Isn't this a stag?"

"Yeah, it is," Harry answered as he admired the statue.

"It looks exactly like your father," Lupin said in amazement, examining the Stag more carefully.

"That's what I thought." Harry told him.

Just then, Fred, George, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, and Katie Bell, Harry's Quidditch teammates, approached in front of Harry.

"Hello, Harry!" Alicia greeted.

"How are you?" Katie asked.

"I'm doing fine now." Harry replied.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," Angelina hollered, trying to get everyone's attention. "We have a very important announcement to make!"

Fred and George then took out their wands and pointed it to the ceiling. Confetti was everywhere as George's voice filled the room.

"The Gryffindor Quidditch team has finally decided who the new Quidditch Captain would be… Mr. Harry James Potter!"

Deafening cheers broke through the room.

"Me? Me be Quidditch Captain?" Harry asked, a moment or two after the announcement was made. "Are you sure?"

"Of course we're sure!" Katie reassured him. "We owled Wood, and he said that you would be the best choice, so after about, oh… three seconds of discussing it, we thought , why no?"

Harry looked at Ron, Hermione, and Lupin. "Come on Harry! I'm sure that you would make a great captain!" Lupin said, smiling as Sirius barked in agreement.

"Okay," Harry sighed, "I'll be captain!"

"Good choice, Harry," Ron said, patting him on the back.

"That means Quidditch practice, tomorrow, at 5:00 AM" Harry said sternly, starting to sound like Wood.

"What?!" His teammates complained.

"I'm kidding!"

The team all thanked Harry and left, one by one.

"Harry, can we speak to you?" George whispered.

"Yeah, Sure, I guess." Harry replied, as they dragged him to a corner, not really giving him much choice.

"Here's a token of appreciation for helping us start our Joke shop." Fred told him as they each took turns to shake Harry's hand. Then George gave Harry a pouch and left.

Harry opened the pouch and found a letter.

Dear Harry,

Since you were the one who helped us to start our Joke shop, you have been chosen to become 1/3 owner of Weasley Wizard Wheezes Joke Shop.

Inside the pouch, you will find your share of all the profits so far. Once a month, you will receive your share. Hope you enjoy your money, and don't spend it all in one place.

~Gred and Feorge Weasley.

P.S. Don't tell Ron about this. He still doesn't know that you gave us the money.

Harry grinned as he pocketed the money and headed back towards Ron, Hermione, and Lupin.

~*~*~*~*~

The party lasted until 2:00 in the next morning. It would've lasted longer, but Hermione said that she would take 10 points from Gryffindor for every student out of bed past 2:00. ("Great! Just what we need, another Percy!" Ron whispered to Harry.) So everyone went to their dormitories, leaving Harry, Ron, Hermione, Lupin, and Sirius to clean the common room.

After two hard-working hours, the common room was finally cleaned up.

As they sat there in silence for a minute or two, Harry just had one question running through his mind all night.

"Ron, how did you and Hermione pull all of this off?" Harry asked, finally getting it off his chest.

Ron turned to Hermione, and they both had a mischievous grin on their face.

"Well, when I received your letter," Ron started. "I saw that Hedwig hadn't delivered Hermione's letter yet. Then when I read that you were only allowed to invite two friends, I didn't think that it was fair, so I owled Hermione with this idea. We both agreed and decided to owl a bunch of the Gryffindor students because we knew that you would invite other people, that's why it took so long for us to reply." Ron turned to Hermione and she continued.

"Ron and I held a meeting with all of the Gryffindor students in the Leakey Cauldron to discuss exactly what was going to happen. When the meeting was over, everyone went home, and Ron and I decided to have some ice cream before we left, and tha-"

"That's when I saw you and Ron at Diagon Alley…" Harry cut in, now feeling stupid for yelling at his friends. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Hermione and Ron asked in unison.

"For yelling at you and not letting you explain before" Harry explained.

"It's not your fault. You had no idea what was going on." Hermione reassured him. "You just did what a lot of people would do."

"Besides, you heard what McGonagall said, everything turned out perfect." Ron added.

"Yeah, but there is always something that happens that wasn't planned." Hermione said, grinning.

"Really, what?" Harry asked.

"You took out your wand and almost ruined everything." Hermione pointed out.

"Well, it's just something I learned to do when you're in the dark, turn on a light, or in this case, take out your wand" Harry said.

"I know, we just didn't think you would actually pull out your wand, it never occurred to us." She explained.

"And then Fred and George almost ruined it by popping the ballon." Ron said, laughing. "Fred stepped back and accidentally popped a balloon. Then George pushed him and Fred fell down."

"But what about the other pop I heard?" Harry asked.

"I'm afraid that is my fault," Hermione confessed. "I went over to Ron so that he could help me light up the fireplace when I stepped on a balloon."

Everyone in the room laughed at this and then the room became silent again until Lupin spoke:

"Harry, last week, I was looking through my stuff, and I found these." He pulled out a wrapped parcel and handed it to Harry. "They used to belong to your mother."

Harry looked at the beautifully wrapped present and untied the ribbon.

Then with out warning, excruciating pain swelled from his scar, as he dropped the present and clutched his forehead. His knees buckled beneath him as he fell to the ground, darkness enveloped around him.

~*~*~

A:N/ Hee hee hee! Another cliffhanger. Well, actually, I have writer's block right now, but if I didn't have writer's block, then I would write more. Anyways, I want to say thank you for all the reviews I have gotten.

Little House Girl: I liked your prediction, it was actually pretty good. I hope you liked this chapter .

Squeejum: Thank you for helping me out with this story. As you know, I get writer's blocks a lot, and you always give me suggestions on what I could do. Oh, and congratulations for getting the prediction right. (Wink wink)

Snowflake Princess AKA, thatblondechickinscience: Yay! I finally posted! Great job on the prediction.

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Katani Petitedra: I loved your review!!! It was hilarious! I can't wait for more reviews from you.

Elen Dumir: I hate cliffhangers too, but I love leaving them in my story.

Arkayas: I would've had it at Figg's house, but I liked the idea of having at Hogwarts better.

Horselover: Thanks for reviewing my story!! You always give me ideas when I have writer's block. I love your story too. If any of you are reading this author's note, I suggest you read her story, called, The Writings of Nymphia. It is really good!

Molto Bella: Sorry I couldn't write fastlyness! I've just been really busy, and it's taken me forever to write this chapter because I kept having writer's block. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I have just one question, what ever happened to that Wizard's Blood story you were writing,( sorry, I couldn't remember the whole title.) I really liked that one!

Shinigami5218: Again, congratulations for being the very first person to get the prediction right.

Well, that's all. If I didn't reply to your review, I'm sorry. I might get you in the next chapter. It may be a while til I get the next chapter up because I have a serious writer's block. ( I know, I know, I get it a lot! I don't like it either.)