Harry Potter VI- The End of the Beginning
Chapter 1- Sweet 16
The grandfather clock in the foyer chimed 12AM. Well, Happy Birthday to me, Harry thought to himself. My sweet 16! I can't believe it! Hedwig hooted loudly.
"Thanks, girl," Harry said, smiling weakly.
Harry must have fallen asleep, because he awoke to a light tap at the window. Tiredly, he stood, stretched his arms upwards, and trudged to the window. A small owl flew in and dropped a package onto the bed. Harry closed the window softly, trying not to wake up his sleeping aunt and uncle in the next room. Harry then sat on the bed and opened the envelope taped to the brown paper.
Dear Harry,
Hopefully this is arriving at your house on your birthday, but with this old broot delivering my letter, you just never know. (Pig has a broken wing, so I couldn't send him.) HAPPY 16th! I hope it's good. Here's a birthday present for you. So, how's life in the muggle world? My dad says that you can come in two weeks, on August 3rd, and that we will pick you up. Hermione is coming too! Can't wait to see you! Ron
Harry gleamed with delight. He opened the package, and to his surprise, found two presents wrapped carefully. One was from Ron, which was a book about gags. The other was from Mrs. Weasley, which was a plate of wonderful cookies. Just as he was about to throw the package away, he notice a tiny box. Carefully, he lifted it out and opened it. Inside, there was a miniature broomstick with HP, his initials, carved onto it. Also included was a little note. It read,
Harry- Happy Birthday! I know this is a very important day in your life, and I just wanted you to know that I'm thinking of you. Ron says you're coming soon. Can't wait! - Ginny
Harry flipped the small glass broom in his hands for a moment, checking it over. Then, when someone banged on his door, he gently placed the broom onto his dresser and went downstairs for breakfast.
When he arrived, Uncle Vernon was sitting at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper. Aunt Petunia was cooking breakfast, a wonderful feast of bacon and eggs, and Dudley was urging her to hurry.
"Harry! You've got mail!" Uncle Vernon announced in his deep, raspy voice.
Harry extended his arm gratefully, and grasped onto the letter. He put it in his back pocket. After the heartwarming meal, he hurriedly washed the dishes, and rushed up to his room and locked the door. Ripping open the crisp, white envelope, he read,
Dear Harry, I really hope that this gets to the Dursley's before or on your birthday. Happy 16th Birthday! Sorry about not writing sooner, but mum and dad surprised me with a trip to Ireland. On top of that, the owl I sent for never arrived, so I had to send this the normal way. I'll give you your present when I see you at the Weasley's. Until then, Hermione
Harry snickered. He couldn't help it. For some reason, he found that really funny.
Night time approached, and Harry fell asleep. His dream that night was horrific!
Chapter 1- Sweet 16
The grandfather clock in the foyer chimed 12AM. Well, Happy Birthday to me, Harry thought to himself. My sweet 16! I can't believe it! Hedwig hooted loudly.
"Thanks, girl," Harry said, smiling weakly.
Harry must have fallen asleep, because he awoke to a light tap at the window. Tiredly, he stood, stretched his arms upwards, and trudged to the window. A small owl flew in and dropped a package onto the bed. Harry closed the window softly, trying not to wake up his sleeping aunt and uncle in the next room. Harry then sat on the bed and opened the envelope taped to the brown paper.
Dear Harry,
Hopefully this is arriving at your house on your birthday, but with this old broot delivering my letter, you just never know. (Pig has a broken wing, so I couldn't send him.) HAPPY 16th! I hope it's good. Here's a birthday present for you. So, how's life in the muggle world? My dad says that you can come in two weeks, on August 3rd, and that we will pick you up. Hermione is coming too! Can't wait to see you! Ron
Harry gleamed with delight. He opened the package, and to his surprise, found two presents wrapped carefully. One was from Ron, which was a book about gags. The other was from Mrs. Weasley, which was a plate of wonderful cookies. Just as he was about to throw the package away, he notice a tiny box. Carefully, he lifted it out and opened it. Inside, there was a miniature broomstick with HP, his initials, carved onto it. Also included was a little note. It read,
Harry- Happy Birthday! I know this is a very important day in your life, and I just wanted you to know that I'm thinking of you. Ron says you're coming soon. Can't wait! - Ginny
Harry flipped the small glass broom in his hands for a moment, checking it over. Then, when someone banged on his door, he gently placed the broom onto his dresser and went downstairs for breakfast.
When he arrived, Uncle Vernon was sitting at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper. Aunt Petunia was cooking breakfast, a wonderful feast of bacon and eggs, and Dudley was urging her to hurry.
"Harry! You've got mail!" Uncle Vernon announced in his deep, raspy voice.
Harry extended his arm gratefully, and grasped onto the letter. He put it in his back pocket. After the heartwarming meal, he hurriedly washed the dishes, and rushed up to his room and locked the door. Ripping open the crisp, white envelope, he read,
Dear Harry, I really hope that this gets to the Dursley's before or on your birthday. Happy 16th Birthday! Sorry about not writing sooner, but mum and dad surprised me with a trip to Ireland. On top of that, the owl I sent for never arrived, so I had to send this the normal way. I'll give you your present when I see you at the Weasley's. Until then, Hermione
Harry snickered. He couldn't help it. For some reason, he found that really funny.
Night time approached, and Harry fell asleep. His dream that night was horrific!