Making Moves
The Letters
A/N *This is my first story so I will accept any help from anyone or criticism as long as it has to do with the story, not any biased issues that have nothing to do with me. ONCE I GET 5 REVIEWS I WILL DO THE NEXT CHAPTER. ( sorry that some of my summary got ripped off.)
^********^ All that could be heard at the Dursley's house that moonlit night late August, was the scratching of Harry's quill on the Care of Magical Creatures Essay he had been told to finish over the summer. Harry was perched on his pillow, The Dangerous and The Deadly seated on his lap, alongside his nearly done Essay laying flat beside it.
It was his last piece of homework and Harry was trying to figure out why how he had let himself get into doing Triple-Breasted Worm Beasts for his Essay. Who wants to know about a creature that eats, breaths and speaks through his chest? O well he was almost done anyways and after this was done he could finally take a break and read his friends letters that Hedwig had brought in the day before.
The first one was from Hogwarts. As Harry looked over it he realized he had a lot of buying to do, for it appeared that he was gaining a few more subjects in his 5th year at Hogwarts. In the letter there was a note: All fifth year students will need to have a partner for the 5th year party in February if they want to participate. It will be the only party where no teachers will be allowed in. There will be dancing and you will sleep over with the games left for you to decide on. Harry got very excited over this, as he already new who he would invite.
Hermione's letter was next. What a coincidence, the person he had just been thinking of. As he read over the letter he imagined himself inviting her to the party, but he knew that many people would be after her before he that had more guts than him. Harry forgot about the party as he came across a very intriguing part of the letter. In big bulgy letters it said HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! 'Oh my god' he thought, Harry had totally forgotten about his birthday. As he peered at the clock he realized that he had just about missed his birthday. It read 11:50, just 10 minutes before he turned 15. Judging by the sizse of the packages resting under each letter, he would have a couple of different cakes to choose from before he made his wish. He put the one from Hagrid aside, from previous experiences with his baking. He then grabbed Ron's for Harry knew that Mrs. Weasley always helped Ron and Harry loved her cooking. On the cake there were dancing quidditch folk from the Chuddly Cannons. 'Figures' thought Harry. It was only Ron's favorite team of all time! In the middle of the players a countdown was started at the 10 second mark. The players crowded around in a circle looking up at well, nothing but Harry's ceiling. But as the count reached 0, the bludgers, quaffle and snitch were thrust into the air as they exploded into fireworks that stayed in the air as the form of the words HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! The quidditch players then dove down to the icing, planting themselves and lighting themselves. All fifteen of the players stood in the icing looking up at Harry. Harry leaned down muttering "I hope I get to go with Hermione to the party," before blowing out the candles.
The Letters
A/N *This is my first story so I will accept any help from anyone or criticism as long as it has to do with the story, not any biased issues that have nothing to do with me. ONCE I GET 5 REVIEWS I WILL DO THE NEXT CHAPTER. ( sorry that some of my summary got ripped off.)
^********^ All that could be heard at the Dursley's house that moonlit night late August, was the scratching of Harry's quill on the Care of Magical Creatures Essay he had been told to finish over the summer. Harry was perched on his pillow, The Dangerous and The Deadly seated on his lap, alongside his nearly done Essay laying flat beside it.
It was his last piece of homework and Harry was trying to figure out why how he had let himself get into doing Triple-Breasted Worm Beasts for his Essay. Who wants to know about a creature that eats, breaths and speaks through his chest? O well he was almost done anyways and after this was done he could finally take a break and read his friends letters that Hedwig had brought in the day before.
The first one was from Hogwarts. As Harry looked over it he realized he had a lot of buying to do, for it appeared that he was gaining a few more subjects in his 5th year at Hogwarts. In the letter there was a note: All fifth year students will need to have a partner for the 5th year party in February if they want to participate. It will be the only party where no teachers will be allowed in. There will be dancing and you will sleep over with the games left for you to decide on. Harry got very excited over this, as he already new who he would invite.
Hermione's letter was next. What a coincidence, the person he had just been thinking of. As he read over the letter he imagined himself inviting her to the party, but he knew that many people would be after her before he that had more guts than him. Harry forgot about the party as he came across a very intriguing part of the letter. In big bulgy letters it said HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! 'Oh my god' he thought, Harry had totally forgotten about his birthday. As he peered at the clock he realized that he had just about missed his birthday. It read 11:50, just 10 minutes before he turned 15. Judging by the sizse of the packages resting under each letter, he would have a couple of different cakes to choose from before he made his wish. He put the one from Hagrid aside, from previous experiences with his baking. He then grabbed Ron's for Harry knew that Mrs. Weasley always helped Ron and Harry loved her cooking. On the cake there were dancing quidditch folk from the Chuddly Cannons. 'Figures' thought Harry. It was only Ron's favorite team of all time! In the middle of the players a countdown was started at the 10 second mark. The players crowded around in a circle looking up at well, nothing but Harry's ceiling. But as the count reached 0, the bludgers, quaffle and snitch were thrust into the air as they exploded into fireworks that stayed in the air as the form of the words HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! The quidditch players then dove down to the icing, planting themselves and lighting themselves. All fifteen of the players stood in the icing looking up at Harry. Harry leaned down muttering "I hope I get to go with Hermione to the party," before blowing out the candles.
