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The kitchen table was decorated with a bright red and gold trimmed cloth, and in the middle of it was a large beautiful birthday cake decorated with candy snitches and icing-drawn broomsticks. On top was a candle of a Quidditch player with the wick sticking out of its head whizzing barely over the top of the cake in a circular route.
Cornish pixies floated in the corners of the room and above the table holding sparkling lanterns which emitted silent showers of sparks every few seconds. These pixies were much more controlled than those that Professor Lockhart had released on his second year Defense Against the Dark Arts Class. Harry chuckled bemusedly to himself.
Aside from the cake, the pixies, the other amazing decorations, and the astonishingly large pile of parcels near the lit fireplace, Harry recognized many of his friends in the room. All nine of the Weasleys, Hermione, Hagrid, and Mrs. Figg stood beaming around the room.
"Happy Birthday Harry," they all congratulated him cheerfully. He couldn't help from letting a huge smile spread across his face. It was perfect. He could only think of one more thing that could make it even more perfect, and then he came in. Snuffles walked in behind Percy and transfigured into Harry's favorite godfather.
The kitchen table was decorated with a bright red and gold trimmed cloth, and in the middle of it was a large beautiful birthday cake decorated with candy snitches and icing-drawn broomsticks. On top was a candle of a Quidditch player with the wick sticking out of its head whizzing barely over the top of the cake in a circular route.
Cornish pixies floated in the corners of the room and above the table holding sparkling lanterns which emitted silent showers of sparks every few seconds. These pixies were much more controlled than those that Professor Lockhart had released on his second year Defense Against the Dark Arts Class. Harry chuckled bemusedly to himself.
Aside from the cake, the pixies, the other amazing decorations, and the astonishingly large pile of parcels near the lit fireplace, Harry recognized many of his friends in the room. All nine of the Weasleys, Hermione, Hagrid, and Mrs. Figg stood beaming around the room.
"Happy Birthday Harry," they all congratulated him cheerfully. He couldn't help from letting a huge smile spread across his face. It was perfect. He could only think of one more thing that could make it even more perfect, and then he came in. Snuffles walked in behind Percy and transfigured into Harry's favorite godfather.