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Harry stood there, his eyes bulging with surprise; Mike on the other hand looked horrified. Hermione was sitting at the kitchen table with a book, what a surprise, and a bunch of material for making a cake. Hermione and mike exchanged a quick glance, and then Mike pulled Harry out of the room. Hermione then barricaded herself in the kitchen.
"She was." Harry started but Mike cut him off.
"She is going to be sooooo angry at me later" he said solemnly "it was supposed to be a surprise for later, not now."
Harry was thinking still, had mike noticed the book she was reading? Apparently not, so unknown to Mike, Harry was surprised two fold. First for Hermione reading that book while Mike was here and second for her making a cake for his birthday.
Before anything else could be said Sirius came walking down the stairs. He sleepily said something that sounded like 'mornin' and walked to the kitchen door. Harry was about to warn him, when Mike covered his mouth. Sirius' hand grasped the door handle to turn it but instead he 'bang!' walked into a locked door. He fell back, landing on the floor, and laid down there looked at the two boys upside down. They were laughing so hard Sirius could have sworn their faces were tomatoes.
"Wha?" then the haziness in his eyes cleared. "What's with the door?" He asked glancing at it.
"Hermione. Locked herself. In there" said Mike between bit of laughter.
"Is that so" said Sirius "Why'd she do that?"
"She is making something," replied Mike now claming down. "It's supposed to be a surprise." He said glancing at Harry and then breaking out into fits of laughter again.
"Better be breakfast," mumbled Sirius getting up and heading toward the downstairs bathroom the long way. He usually passed though the kitchen and ate a little something before heading to take a shower.
Harry and Mike had now stopped laughing just as Sirius' girlfriend came downstairs and repeated Sirius' exact motions. Just like Sirius, she was not a morning person. Sirius had met her some time ago but they didn't stay in touch. Just recently however she had been in town looking for a house when she met Sirius at the store. He had offered to let her stay here, hoping to patch up their shattered relationship or at lest until she found a place of her own. She fell down to the same spot and looked at them just as Sirius had with the same glassy-eye look. "What the?" Alista mumbled.
Nether of the boys could speak. They were rolling around, laughing and gasping for breath. She rolled over, she apparently had sleep fully dressed, and looked at them a second waiting for and explanation. Then she noticed the girl was gone. "Hey, where is Hermione?"
"Alista, she is the, (Laughter) reason why you ran into the door" Laughed Mike.
"Yeah" continued Harry between his own laughter "She's locked herself in there."
Alista looked at the two of them for a second then got up and headed toward the upstairs bathroom shaking her head.
She passed Lupin on the way up. Unlike Sirius or Alista, Remus was a morning person. He happily glided down the stairs, saying 'good morning' to Alista, Harry, and Mike, and then, Slam! Right into the door. If it was possible Mike and Harry were laughing even harder now. Remus fell but unlike the other two he landed in a sitting position. He was also rubbing his head because he hit much harder then ether Sirius or Alista had.
"What's with this?" he asked.
Harry and Mike desperately tried to speak only to fail miserably. Remus patiently waited five minuets before they were able to say at least two words without laughing. They then explained the situation with Hermione, Laughing when they got to the parts with Sirius and Alista. Remus Started chuckling to himself. Just then 'the door was open' as Mike put it. Harry, Mike, and Remus walked in to find, not a cake, but breakfast.
"Hungry?" Hermione asked smiling. She noticed Harry looking for signs of the book and caught his eye. She shifted slightly to show she had the book behind her. "I'll be back," she said as she sped out of the room. To Harry's relief, Mike didn't notice.
She came back just a little later smiling brightly. She walked up to Harry and whispered "Are you okay?" He knew she was referring to this morning. He smiled letting a single tear fall and said.
"Thanks, for this morning." And then took a seat at the table.
She became a little pink in the face but frowned, he didn't answer her question, at least directly anyway. She sat down at the table between Mike and Harry and began filling her plate.
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Later that day Harry, Mike, Sirius, and Remus were watching TV after the three kids had gotten back from their daily run around outside. Playing pranks on Dudley had to be their favorite pastime. Hermione and Alista had vanished however. About ten minuets later they all heard two voices shouting for Harry from the kitchen. The guys all went to investigate. They gasped at what they saw, a cake the size of a bike tire. On top it said 'Happy Ninth Birthday' and below that in smaller letters it said 'To One Harry James Potter'. It had nine candles signifying his age and they were constructed into the number nine.
They all looked at Harry and this is what they would have seen if it was possible. His mouth would've hit the floor, his eyes would be the size of watermelons and his face would have turned scarlet red. "Th-Than-Thanks" Harry managed. They all smiled at him and the party started.
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Later that night, his friends still were aloud to stay, Harry was lying in his sleeping bag looking at his birthday cards, well one card in particular. If was form Hermione. On the front it looked like a cover of an old book. The back looked identical to the front. The inside however was a lot different. Lets just say harry couldn't allow Mike to look at it.
He was still looking at it when he heard a voice in his ear. "Harry, you must really like my card."
"Ah" Harry yelped "Hermione, don't do that, and yes I like this card. It is like looking into another world."
"I'm glad you like it, but you should get some sleep," said Hermione in a matter-of-fact way.
He looked at her slyly, "Why would I want to do that?"
"Because, um, you, um, need to, um, be rested up for tomorrow," she said.
"Hermione! Were you, how can I put this, stumped?" said Harry with must amusement in his voice.
"No! I, um, was thinking, that's all" she nervously said, "you need to, um, sleep to be awake and, um, rested for tomorrow."
"Oh, okay" he said sarcastically "And why do I need to be rested for tomorrow?" he asked moving a little closer strictly for the purpose of making her nervous.
"Because, um, well we can't pick on Dudley that well if you're half asleep, can we?" She said, her voice wavy and uncertain.
"I think you and Mike can do a fine job without me" he whispered only inches from her face. "Besides" he whispered now into her ear "I thinking of sleeping in tomorrow." He moved back a little so that he was staring into her eyes. She was trembling now. "Got you," he said jokingly.
"You! You! grrrrr" she stuttered before turning around in her sleeping bag. She should have saw it coming. He had never gotten this far. She decided she would have a little fun to, except she would leave it up to him to figure out if it was serious or not.
"Hermione, I was just." Harry began but never finished. She pecked him right on the lips then quickly buried herself in her sleeping bag leaving him speechless. She laughed to herself as she drifted off to sleep.
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Harry stood there, his eyes bulging with surprise; Mike on the other hand looked horrified. Hermione was sitting at the kitchen table with a book, what a surprise, and a bunch of material for making a cake. Hermione and mike exchanged a quick glance, and then Mike pulled Harry out of the room. Hermione then barricaded herself in the kitchen.
"She was." Harry started but Mike cut him off.
"She is going to be sooooo angry at me later" he said solemnly "it was supposed to be a surprise for later, not now."
Harry was thinking still, had mike noticed the book she was reading? Apparently not, so unknown to Mike, Harry was surprised two fold. First for Hermione reading that book while Mike was here and second for her making a cake for his birthday.
Before anything else could be said Sirius came walking down the stairs. He sleepily said something that sounded like 'mornin' and walked to the kitchen door. Harry was about to warn him, when Mike covered his mouth. Sirius' hand grasped the door handle to turn it but instead he 'bang!' walked into a locked door. He fell back, landing on the floor, and laid down there looked at the two boys upside down. They were laughing so hard Sirius could have sworn their faces were tomatoes.
"Wha?" then the haziness in his eyes cleared. "What's with the door?" He asked glancing at it.
"Hermione. Locked herself. In there" said Mike between bit of laughter.
"Is that so" said Sirius "Why'd she do that?"
"She is making something," replied Mike now claming down. "It's supposed to be a surprise." He said glancing at Harry and then breaking out into fits of laughter again.
"Better be breakfast," mumbled Sirius getting up and heading toward the downstairs bathroom the long way. He usually passed though the kitchen and ate a little something before heading to take a shower.
Harry and Mike had now stopped laughing just as Sirius' girlfriend came downstairs and repeated Sirius' exact motions. Just like Sirius, she was not a morning person. Sirius had met her some time ago but they didn't stay in touch. Just recently however she had been in town looking for a house when she met Sirius at the store. He had offered to let her stay here, hoping to patch up their shattered relationship or at lest until she found a place of her own. She fell down to the same spot and looked at them just as Sirius had with the same glassy-eye look. "What the?" Alista mumbled.
Nether of the boys could speak. They were rolling around, laughing and gasping for breath. She rolled over, she apparently had sleep fully dressed, and looked at them a second waiting for and explanation. Then she noticed the girl was gone. "Hey, where is Hermione?"
"Alista, she is the, (Laughter) reason why you ran into the door" Laughed Mike.
"Yeah" continued Harry between his own laughter "She's locked herself in there."
Alista looked at the two of them for a second then got up and headed toward the upstairs bathroom shaking her head.
She passed Lupin on the way up. Unlike Sirius or Alista, Remus was a morning person. He happily glided down the stairs, saying 'good morning' to Alista, Harry, and Mike, and then, Slam! Right into the door. If it was possible Mike and Harry were laughing even harder now. Remus fell but unlike the other two he landed in a sitting position. He was also rubbing his head because he hit much harder then ether Sirius or Alista had.
"What's with this?" he asked.
Harry and Mike desperately tried to speak only to fail miserably. Remus patiently waited five minuets before they were able to say at least two words without laughing. They then explained the situation with Hermione, Laughing when they got to the parts with Sirius and Alista. Remus Started chuckling to himself. Just then 'the door was open' as Mike put it. Harry, Mike, and Remus walked in to find, not a cake, but breakfast.
"Hungry?" Hermione asked smiling. She noticed Harry looking for signs of the book and caught his eye. She shifted slightly to show she had the book behind her. "I'll be back," she said as she sped out of the room. To Harry's relief, Mike didn't notice.
She came back just a little later smiling brightly. She walked up to Harry and whispered "Are you okay?" He knew she was referring to this morning. He smiled letting a single tear fall and said.
"Thanks, for this morning." And then took a seat at the table.
She became a little pink in the face but frowned, he didn't answer her question, at least directly anyway. She sat down at the table between Mike and Harry and began filling her plate.
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Later that day Harry, Mike, Sirius, and Remus were watching TV after the three kids had gotten back from their daily run around outside. Playing pranks on Dudley had to be their favorite pastime. Hermione and Alista had vanished however. About ten minuets later they all heard two voices shouting for Harry from the kitchen. The guys all went to investigate. They gasped at what they saw, a cake the size of a bike tire. On top it said 'Happy Ninth Birthday' and below that in smaller letters it said 'To One Harry James Potter'. It had nine candles signifying his age and they were constructed into the number nine.
They all looked at Harry and this is what they would have seen if it was possible. His mouth would've hit the floor, his eyes would be the size of watermelons and his face would have turned scarlet red. "Th-Than-Thanks" Harry managed. They all smiled at him and the party started.
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Later that night, his friends still were aloud to stay, Harry was lying in his sleeping bag looking at his birthday cards, well one card in particular. If was form Hermione. On the front it looked like a cover of an old book. The back looked identical to the front. The inside however was a lot different. Lets just say harry couldn't allow Mike to look at it.
He was still looking at it when he heard a voice in his ear. "Harry, you must really like my card."
"Ah" Harry yelped "Hermione, don't do that, and yes I like this card. It is like looking into another world."
"I'm glad you like it, but you should get some sleep," said Hermione in a matter-of-fact way.
He looked at her slyly, "Why would I want to do that?"
"Because, um, you, um, need to, um, be rested up for tomorrow," she said.
"Hermione! Were you, how can I put this, stumped?" said Harry with must amusement in his voice.
"No! I, um, was thinking, that's all" she nervously said, "you need to, um, sleep to be awake and, um, rested for tomorrow."
"Oh, okay" he said sarcastically "And why do I need to be rested for tomorrow?" he asked moving a little closer strictly for the purpose of making her nervous.
"Because, um, well we can't pick on Dudley that well if you're half asleep, can we?" She said, her voice wavy and uncertain.
"I think you and Mike can do a fine job without me" he whispered only inches from her face. "Besides" he whispered now into her ear "I thinking of sleeping in tomorrow." He moved back a little so that he was staring into her eyes. She was trembling now. "Got you," he said jokingly.
"You! You! grrrrr" she stuttered before turning around in her sleeping bag. She should have saw it coming. He had never gotten this far. She decided she would have a little fun to, except she would leave it up to him to figure out if it was serious or not.
"Hermione, I was just." Harry began but never finished. She pecked him right on the lips then quickly buried herself in her sleeping bag leaving him speechless. She laughed to herself as she drifted off to sleep.
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Is it good? Should I continue? I would like one more review before I post the next chapter. Please.