Harry Potter and the Power of Two

A/N – Here it is, chapter two. Sorry for the wait but exams are coming up and teachers are laying on the work. Anyway, enough with my rambling and on with the story!

Party Time

Harry felt the familiar tugging behind his navel that told him the portkey was working. He closed his eyes so the blurring images around him didn't make him dizzy. Just when he thought he wouldn't be able to take much more of this, his feet touched solid ground.

Harry stood there a minute, with his eyes closed, to regain his balance. When he opened them, he saw that he was standing in the Weasleys' front yard. Still partially disoriented, Harry bent down, lifted one end of his trunk, and made his way towards the Weasleys' front door.

Silently, Harry pushed open the door and peered into the dark home. "Thy must be still sleeping," he said to himself. Harry thought he'd go in and wait in the kitchen until they woke up.

The kitchen seemed much darker than the rest of the house. For a moment Harry couldn't see a thing. Until the room was suddenly lit up. "Surprise!"

Harry couldn't believe it. In the excitement of his nightmare, coming to the Burrow, and Sirius, he'd forgotten that today was his 15th birthday! Fred and George had set off a couple Dr. Fillibuster, No Heat, Wet Start Fireworks(sp.?) and the sparks were showering down on everyone.

As the smoke cleared, Harry could make out the faces of the people who stood before him. He saw the entire Weasley family, including Bill and Charlie, Hermione, his fellow Gryffindor fifth-years Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, and Neville Longbottom, and

"Sirius!"

"Hi Harry," his godfather said.

"What's going on here?" Harry asked. "I thought you were on a mission for Dumbledore."

"I was," Sirius replied, "but when I heard your friends were planning a surprise party, I figured, what would a party be without your favourite godfather."

Harry laughed and then turned to his two best friends. "You guys did all this for me?"

"Yeah, well. It's no big deal," Ron said, turning red.

"We knew you never really had a proper birthday," Hermione said, "so we thought it was about time you did."

"Thank you everyone," Harry said.

"Enough with the mushy stuff," Seamus broke in. "let's get this party started!"

They all moved outside where they saw a long line of tables set up. Everyone sat down to enjoy a huge breakfast, not unlike those at Hogwarts.

The group had barely begun to eat when they were greeted by the arrival of two more guests. Rubeus Hagrid and Albus Dumbledore.

"Hey Harry!" Hagrid said as he came up to the table. "Happy birthday to yeh."

"And I would also like to extend my best wishes on this joyous occasion, Mr. Potter," Dumbledore said.

"Thanks," Harry replied, and they all sat down to eat, talking and laughing merrily.

By the time breakfast was over, the sun had fully risen.

"Come on everyone," George said. "Who's up for a good race?" At this everyone cheered loudly.

In back of the Burrow was a large field. It used to be empty, but someone had erected what looked like telephone poles in an oval shape. As they drew nearer, Harry could see a rack with broomsticks propped against it. He could see his Firebolt clearly amongst the others.

Mr. Weasley stepped out in front of the crowd and stood beside the broom rack. "Now, the object is to fly five times around the outside of the poles. The first one don wins. A prize will be awarded to the winner. Professor Dumbledore, would you do the honour of refereeing?"

"I would be delighted," Dumbledore replied.

Everyone who wanted to race went and grabbed a broom and lined up at the start. In the end the racers were Harry, Ron, Fred, George, Bill, Charlie, Dean, Seamus, and Neville.

"On the count of three, you will kick off," Dumbledore said.

"Hey, Harry! Don't think we'll go easy on you cause it's your birthday!" Charlie yelled down the line."

"One, two, THREE!"

Everyone kicked off and sped into the air, zooming around the posts. It didn't take long to go around. Bill and Charlie were switching between first and second place. Harry wasn't close behind though.

In the end, Harry finished first, closely followed by Charlie and Fred. Neville came dead last. Everyone was cheering.

"Here you are Harry," Dumbledore said, handing Harry his prize, which turned out to be a box full of sweets.

When Harry saw the embarrassed look on Neville's face, he decided to give the prize instead.

"But," Neville started.

"Don't worry about it," Harry said. "I'll probably get lots more anyway."

"I believe there are some presents that need giving," Dumbledore said. "Sirius, if you please."

With a wave of his wand, Harry's godfather conjured up a pile of brightly wrapped boxes. Harry was speechless. This was more presents than Harry had seen in his whole life, except for Dudley's birthday of course, but he was trying not to think of him.

"Come on Harry. Open yer presents," Hagrid said.

Harry moved slowly towards the pile and gingerly took one off the top. It turns out it was from Neville. It was a small plant. Harry smiled. Of course Neville would get him a plant, Herbology being his best subject.

"It grows sweets," Neville explained.

"I love it," Harry said. Neville beamed.

Dean and Seamus had pulled together and gotten Harry a 4 litre tin of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans.

Hagrid got him a miniature model of a dragon. "To keep yer Horntail company," he said.

Sirius got him a framed picture of his parents who smiled and waved up at him. Sirius

suggested he could keep it on his bed stand so they'd always be there.

Hermione got him a book (of course) called 'Magic In My Blood – Characteristics of Magical Families.'

Fred and George gave him a "complimentary' package of Weasley Wizard Weezes.

The rest of the Weasley family each pitched in and got him a glass dome within which was a golden snitch, beating its wings furiously. "The magic will never wear off," Ron assured him.

When the presents had been opened, Harry issued his thanks and everyone sat down for a lunch that rivaled the Hogwarts' feasts. After the meal a huge cake (chocolate with vanilla icing) was served. After everyone was finished and the mess had been cleaned up. The guests began to leave. In no time at all only Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys were left.

The group enjoyed a nice relaxing afternoon. They ate a small supper (they were still a bit full from lunch) then headed to bed. As Harry's eyes began to droop, he couldn't help thinking that this was the best day in his entire life.

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A/N – A bit longer than chapter 1. I know this chapter doesn't have Holly in it, but I was too lazy and I wanted to get this posted. You'll see her in chapter 3 though cause she plays a big part in the story later on. Don't forget to read and review!

Kero.