Chapter 2: The Idea
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With one last push, Harry got his trunk down the stairs where it stood waiting for 6:30. He sat on the bottom step waiting for the signal. The signal was to be someone putting one of Dr.Filibuster's Fireworks out on the street.
A half hour later, Harry heard sizzling and cracking outside the Dursleys' front door. He ran in the kitchen where the Dursleys' were eating dinner. The Dursleys' were considerably nicer to Harry after their run-in with Mad- Eyes Moody. They ignored him but didn't shout insults when he got near.
"Er.Uncle Vernon, I have to go now."
"Okay." his uncle replied not looking up from his plate.
Harry grabbed all his things and ran as fast as he could to Mrs.Figg's house, and he rang the doorbell. Mrs.Figg answered the door.
"Oh hello, dear! Happy birthday!" she said exuberantly. "Come in, your friends are waiting."
Harry walked into Mrs.Figg's house. It certainly had changed sinc the last time he had been there. The walls were painted light blue and the furniture which was usually scratched up by cat marks (Mrs.Figg had about 20 cats, all of whom to Harry were quite mad) looked completely new. He stared around incrediously at all the new wizarding objects hanging on the walls and resting on shelves.
Mrs.Figg caught Harry staring. "Well dear, Remus over there thought I could do with a little bit of re- decorating. My cats haven't been taking too kindly to the new furniture and have rather enjoyed staying outside of the house."
Mrs.Figg led him into the kitchen, where his friends stood waiting for him.
"Happy Birthday, Harry!" they chorused, smiling. Hermione and Ron were standing in the middle of the wide, open kitchen grinning at Harry holding a banner saying, "Happy Birthday". Hagrid, Remus, Dumbledore, and the Weasleys' were all together sitting on the large wooden dining table with joyful expressions on their faces. The Weasleys', Harry was happy to notice, were all wearing new robes and looked much better than the last time Harry had seen them.
Remus stood up and walked to Harry; he reached down and gave him a quick but strong hug. "Hey Harry," he said. "I thought that you didn't usually have such great birthdays with the muggles, so we decided that today we would take you out of that hell-hole." He was smiling widely at Harry, who noticed that Remus' robes were new as well, and that he did not look as pale and thin as usual. However, his blue-gray eyes were still filled with a sorrow and grief that could not be taken away with a job or money. Harry knew that the death of Sirius must have left more pain on Remus more than Harry. Remus had known Sirius longer than him, he was closer to him, and he was his best friend. Now Remus was the last true marauder standing. Pettigrew counted as filth, and the name Marauder had never fitted him.
Everyone was still staring at Harry. Now with nervous and anxious faces, as if they were wondering if he were ever going to say something or make an action as though he knew what was going on.
"Thanks," Harry said loudly, causing everyone to jump. They all grinned at him. Hermione jumped and shrieked lightly throwing Harry a hug with large force. Ginny was next with a hug just like Hermione's. Then Mrs.Weasley. Ron, Fred, George, Mr.Weasley, Hagrid, and Dumbledore just shook Harry's hand and wished him a Happy Birthday.
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So, how'd you like it? Can I get a review in here? C'mon! I'll give you a cookie! Or a cracker! Or a slice of cake!
Sorry, too much sugar..please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or anything else except the plot...which is mine mine mine! Hahahaha!
With one last push, Harry got his trunk down the stairs where it stood waiting for 6:30. He sat on the bottom step waiting for the signal. The signal was to be someone putting one of Dr.Filibuster's Fireworks out on the street.
A half hour later, Harry heard sizzling and cracking outside the Dursleys' front door. He ran in the kitchen where the Dursleys' were eating dinner. The Dursleys' were considerably nicer to Harry after their run-in with Mad- Eyes Moody. They ignored him but didn't shout insults when he got near.
"Er.Uncle Vernon, I have to go now."
"Okay." his uncle replied not looking up from his plate.
Harry grabbed all his things and ran as fast as he could to Mrs.Figg's house, and he rang the doorbell. Mrs.Figg answered the door.
"Oh hello, dear! Happy birthday!" she said exuberantly. "Come in, your friends are waiting."
Harry walked into Mrs.Figg's house. It certainly had changed sinc the last time he had been there. The walls were painted light blue and the furniture which was usually scratched up by cat marks (Mrs.Figg had about 20 cats, all of whom to Harry were quite mad) looked completely new. He stared around incrediously at all the new wizarding objects hanging on the walls and resting on shelves.
Mrs.Figg caught Harry staring. "Well dear, Remus over there thought I could do with a little bit of re- decorating. My cats haven't been taking too kindly to the new furniture and have rather enjoyed staying outside of the house."
Mrs.Figg led him into the kitchen, where his friends stood waiting for him.
"Happy Birthday, Harry!" they chorused, smiling. Hermione and Ron were standing in the middle of the wide, open kitchen grinning at Harry holding a banner saying, "Happy Birthday". Hagrid, Remus, Dumbledore, and the Weasleys' were all together sitting on the large wooden dining table with joyful expressions on their faces. The Weasleys', Harry was happy to notice, were all wearing new robes and looked much better than the last time Harry had seen them.
Remus stood up and walked to Harry; he reached down and gave him a quick but strong hug. "Hey Harry," he said. "I thought that you didn't usually have such great birthdays with the muggles, so we decided that today we would take you out of that hell-hole." He was smiling widely at Harry, who noticed that Remus' robes were new as well, and that he did not look as pale and thin as usual. However, his blue-gray eyes were still filled with a sorrow and grief that could not be taken away with a job or money. Harry knew that the death of Sirius must have left more pain on Remus more than Harry. Remus had known Sirius longer than him, he was closer to him, and he was his best friend. Now Remus was the last true marauder standing. Pettigrew counted as filth, and the name Marauder had never fitted him.
Everyone was still staring at Harry. Now with nervous and anxious faces, as if they were wondering if he were ever going to say something or make an action as though he knew what was going on.
"Thanks," Harry said loudly, causing everyone to jump. They all grinned at him. Hermione jumped and shrieked lightly throwing Harry a hug with large force. Ginny was next with a hug just like Hermione's. Then Mrs.Weasley. Ron, Fred, George, Mr.Weasley, Hagrid, and Dumbledore just shook Harry's hand and wished him a Happy Birthday.
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So, how'd you like it? Can I get a review in here? C'mon! I'll give you a cookie! Or a cracker! Or a slice of cake!
Sorry, too much sugar..please review!