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Chapter 6

When You're Older: You'll Be Surprised.

Chapter 5

Hermione's heart began to beat faster and faster'what could have happened?' She panicked inside her head.

"Wizards don't have power-outages, do they?" Hermione asked hopefully.

"No, of course not," Fred Weasley explained. "That kind of magic only goes off when it's commanded to."

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Hermione's heart felt like it was going a mile a minute. The group that had just finished playing quidditch, (Fred, George, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny) now had come upon the front doorstep of The Burrow.

"Wait!" Hermione pleaded.

"What?" Fred looked puzzled by her actions.

"In case you haven't noticed, something strange is going on here." Hermione explained somewhat quietly.

"What do you mean?" George asked, following suit of his twin.

"All the lights are off and it's dreadfully quiet. There's no noise at all."

"So?"

"I suspect something" She trailed off.

"Aw, don't worry about it. Come on, I bet Mum and Dad just wanted to have a moment to snog or whatever." Fred assured her, he then opened the door.

They could see darkness inside. There didn't appear to be anything lighting the room at all. It was completely pitch black inside the entrance of the Burrow. A silence fell upon the group as they entered the, now what seemed to be, frightening house. Fred and George lead the way inside, they seemed to mumble something as they walked in as well. Harry went into the house, on his guard of course, and he tensed up slightly at the feeling of a small breeze down the back of his neck. He didn't time to react before a sudden burst of light filled the room, engulfing everyone in the entrance; Hermione gave a terrified scream. Then, Harry could hear two voices echo through out the room

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!!!!"

Harry could see Mr. Weasley before him, holding his wand, still glowing with magic. He had apparently been the one to turn on the lights. Mrs. Weasley stood a few feet from him holding a circular, white, two-layered, magnificent, birthday cake, upon it were fifteen candles. Nine were each in the shape of a broom stick standing upon it's brissels, four in the shapes of each quiddtich ball, and on the second smaller layer of the cake, were the red and gold numbers of 1 and 5. The legendary Gryffindor colors.

Harry stood in awe, looking at the red-headed smiling faces, along with one brown haired girl in the mix of them. He could feel himself turning red with embarrassment, and yet a great rush of joy ran though his veins. "This This is for me?"

"Of course it is! You didn't think we would forget your birthday, did you Harry?" Ginny grinned with delight.

"Yeah," George added. "We had hoped that the one week you got to be here was your birthday week, either way we would have had a party!"

Harry simply smiled back. He seemed to be at a loss for words, "Thank you everyone." was all he could manage to say.

Ron laughed with a grin as well. "Well, come on then, let's go to the kitchen."

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The WPG sat at the table, emersed in conversation and happiness. The cake was delicious, Ron and Hermione didn't fight once, Fred and George had not managed to put a Weasley Wizard Wheeze inside the food, and there was no 'evil danger lurking around the corner', in slight. Harry decided this was his best birthday yet.

Once the cake was devoured, mostly by Fred and George, an air of relaxation and calmness filled the air. Harry sighed and leaned back in his chair. "Well that was wonderful cake."

"Yeah Mum," Fred said patting his stomach. "Terrific."

As everyone seemed to getting out of their chairs and heading for the doorway, Mrs. Weasley stopped them. "Just a minute, just a minute. We have something yet to do." She winked at Harry. "We have a special surprise."

Mr. Weasley entered through the other entrance into the Kitchen. He carried a brown paper package that looked very familiar to him. Ron let out a small gasp and a grin went shinning across his face.

"Go on Harry," George encouraged. "Open it!"

Harry tugged upon the strings that held the wrapping on the paper. Multiple long, dark wooden brissels were exposed from his end; they glowed brilliantly in silver and golden red. He knew what this was, but he was even more anxious to find out how it would fly in the crisp morning air, above the grassy grounds of Hogwarts.

"Ah wow Harry! It's an AeroEmber 500!" Ron cried with equal excitement.

"You're wrong Ron. This broom additionally sparkles in silver." Hermione stated smiling. "Try checking the handle."

"It's-It's." Harry stuttered eyes wide in awe.

"A broomstick called the Potter LightLine." Mr. Weasley explained. "I had especially made by friend of mine. It has the brilliant appearance of the AeroEmber, however, it is faster, more aerodynamic, and is engineered for making quick turns of any angle." A glimmer of happiness in his eye. "This is the first boom in history to be made for seekers. This broom was also named in honor of the accomplishments of both you and your father, Harry."

Harry eyes watered slowly as a smile crept across his face. He stood up and looked to all the Weasleys. "Thank you all so very much. This has been my best birthday ever."

"The party's not o'er yut!" A large man with a bristly black bead stood outside by the kitchen window, a pink umbrella in one hand.

"Hagrid!" Harry exclaimed happily.

"Glad to see you could make it to the party." Mr. Weasley welcomed him.

Hagrid made his way around the back door of the Burrow and bent his body down to enter through the non-Hagrid sized doorway.

"Got urself a purty nice broom, eh there Harry?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah," Harry ears burned in embarrassment. "The Weasley family got it for me."

"Well I got somethin here for yuh too." Hagrid dove into his giant sized pockets, looking for his present. Hermione had made no emotion apparent through out the whole ordeal. Ron noticed, and cornered her quietly while everyone emersed in discussion with each other. Hagrid continued to search his pockets and had began to empty them onto the table.

"Hermione, is something wrong?" Ron asked in a hushed whisper. He looked into her eyes to show he was sincere, and not just trying to be nosy.

That's when Hermione's heat skipped a beat. A gasp was barely held back from inside her. "Nothing, Ron" She looked at the floor.

Her expression confused Ron. 'Did she just look ashamed? Or was it disappointment? Arg! This is so difficult' He asked yet again, lifting Hermione's chin gently with his hand. "Come on," Ron removed his hand. "What's wrong? Why do you look kinda, sad?"

"Oh Ron, I'm sorry. I'm so ashamed of my lack of intelligence. I had forgotten that I still needed to get a gift for Harry. I knew it was soon, but I had forgotten after-after all that's happened." She let out a large sigh.

"Aw, don't worry about it. I mean, I know you're upset because it's not like you to forget stuff, you being smart and all, but I'm sure Harry will understand."

"I can't tell Harry I forgot about him, Ron! I just wish I could think of something to-"

"Hey! Yeah, you two suspicious people, whispering over there in that corner!" George called out to them. "Hagrid's found his present."

Hagrid's gift was wrapped roughly in red paper, with what looked to be a blue ribbon trying to hold it all together. The box shaped object was bend and squished on every end. It had obviously gone though much 'durability testing.'

Hagrid handed the gift to Harry. "I got this frum a-er-trip I took this summer." Harry, Ron, and Hermione all assumed that he meant his meeting with the giants.

Harry removed the half-way falling off blue thread, and the red paper practically fell off by itself. What was exposed before everyone was certainly a surprise.

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"What-What is that Hagrid?" Mrs. Weasley questioned with wonder and confusion.

"Burbersnoke." He explained simply.

"What! What's burbersnoke?" Fred exclaimed.

"It's a surprise then I guess." He replied smirking.

A/N: There you have it! The secret of the light-turning-off stuff is out! Please read and REVIEW with opinions, questions, remarks, etc. :) --Jishka

PS: Does anyone know why chapter 5 and 6 are left aligned even though I have the titles and ---- marks centered in my original document?