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Harry got off the floor. He went to the bed and sat down on it wearily, that went well he thought. He wished he could have had a talk like that with Sirius. He missed him every second of the day. What was that thing Dumbledore told him once, his father was alive in him, and would show himself when Harry had most need of him, so maybe Sirius would too. He hoped he would.

"Harry?"

Harry turned his head to look to the door Ron stood there. "Hey."

Ron came in slowly; he seemed to be nervous.

"I don't bite."

"I know, er, the twins say hey." Ron looked around.

"How mad is Remus at them?" Harry asked remembering that they hadn't talked about how he got out.

"He's not, he understands," Ron shrugged, "he was a Marauder after all."

Ron continued to glance around the room. He eyes narrowed at the chair near the wall, and then he snapped them up to Harry sitting on the bed.

"I missed you," Ron told him.

"I should have replied back to you," said Harry.

"No… no, I understand," Ron said but he quickly spoke again, "well no I don't, but I forgive you."

There was an ackward silence, Harry looked out the window for a moment and then cleared his throat, "What's been going on this summer?"

"Oh um nothing, its been quiet. Fred and George are filthy rich. They are living at home, but they insist on paying rent. They could get a place in London but they want to be close to home, you know because of the times."

Harry nodded, "I'm happy for them."

"Look Harry."

"Ron I."

They both stopped. "You go first." Ron told him.

Harry nodded, "I'm sorry I pulled you guys into such danger last year. It won't happen again, I'll listen to Hermione, no more hero stuff."

Ron let out a hollow laugh, "It will happen again, and you know it. You can't stop it, it just happens to you. I'm your best friend Harry, and I swear to you I will be with you until the end."

"When the end comes, you won't be able to help me Ron. It's going to be him or me." Harry said quietly.

"You don't know that," Ron brushed it off.

"I heard it Ron. I know the prophecy, its him or me," Harry said seriously.

"Oh."

There was more silence. Harry looked at the ground, and Ron played with his hands.

"I don't know what you are going through Harry, I guess you losing Sirius, is like me losing my whole family. I know he meant a lot to you, and I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but honor his death. Fight like he did, he was smart, and good at what he did."

Harry turned to face him, at first he looked angry, honor his death? He didn't want him to die, but then he looked down, "How through Ron? They won't let me anywhere near the Order."

Ron shrugged, "Continue the D.A, we can study on our own, like we did for the Third Task. We can prepare ourselves. Hermione will help."

"So you are saying I should fight in Sirius' name?"

"Yes, do it for the memory of Sirius, and your parents. Don't let them die in vain. Don't let Him get the best of you."

A fire ignited in Harry, fight for the memory of Sirius and his parents… their sarcrife had been for him, and what had he done about it? That's what he could do. He had been feeling helpless since Cedric died, it was like a hollow feeling inside of him. He would never admit it to himself but he had felt helpless. Two people had died and he hadn't been able to do anything. That could change, and he could be the one to change it. He looked up at Ron and nodded, "Yes, yes, I bet Remus will help us, he won't hold me back."

Ron walked up to Harry, who got off the bed, "Together Harry. You, me and Hermione, forever."

Harry smiled now, "Forever."

"HARRY! RON! Come down here!" Remus' voice yelled up the stairs.

"Ready for your birthday Harry?" Ron grinned.

They went downstairs together. Ron had a hand on Harry's shoulder. At the bottom of the stairs, Harry almost stumbled back. A loud cheer rang out, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!"

He looked around the room; Hermione stood with the twins, Bill, Charlie, Ginny, Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore, Mr. Weasley, Tonks, Moody, Mrs. Weasley, Neville and Luna.

"Harry!" Hermione came running up to him and as she always did hugged him tightly.

"No killing him on his birthday," Ron joked.

Harry smiled at the twins, Ginny, Luna and Neville. He walked up to the twins with Ron and Hermione on either side of him. He shook their hands, and they smiled back though looking a little sheepish at first.

He then shook Mr. Weasley's hand, Tonks, received a hug from Mrs. Weasley and then came face to face with Dumbledore.

He stopped, his hand fell and he backed up.

"I will not ruin your party now, but I do hope we can talk later," Dumbledore said quietly.

Harry nodded dumbly.

"Time for cake I believe," Remus clapped his hands together seeing Harry's discomfort.


The tense moment passed and everyone went to get cake. Chairs were pushed out and the merry group again sat around the table that Harry suspected had been enlarged magically. Harry sat next to Remus with Ron and Hermione nearby.

The cake was brought out by Mrs. Weasley, who was staying far away from Remus, and Harry watched wide eye as she placed it in front of him. Everyone started the sing Happy Birthday to him. It was the first time ever.

When it was finished, Harry blew out the candles. He thought about his wish, he knew what he really wanted would never come true, so he settled for the next best thing.

Everyone started to eat.

"I hear I have another product that must be put on the forbidden list at Hogwarts," Dumbledore's eyes twinkled first at Harry, who didn't look up, and then at the twins. "What secrets could been discovered if students had those tools in their hands." Dumbledore's glance went back to Harry, "Or what teacher offices could be broken into."

Ron and Hermione exchanged glances. Remus laughed, "Thank Merlin they weren't around in the Marauder days."

Dumbledore smiled, "Nothing would have been sacred."

"Well, was there anyway?" laughed Remus.

"Not much."

Remus started to talk to Moody and Tonks. Harry lend into that conversation until they threw him out of it. He wanted to know what was happening.

"Potter."

Harry glanced at Moody fearing he would make him move, "Just wanted you to know that Sirius left you everything, even the house."

"Keep it for the Order." Harry said at once.

"Well, its in Remus' hand right now, you can't touch it until you come of age. Sirius did though keep his promise he gave you long ago, he offered you a home, well now you have one."

Harry nodded; he didn't want to go back to that house ever again though.

"Presents I think," Remus looked around, most people were finishing their cake.

The twins and Ron brought in the presents. They set them down on the table, as Remus with a wave of his wand got rid of the dishes. Harry eagerly opened them up.

He got tricks from the twins, a practice Snitch from Ron and Hermione, a few books about Aurors from Moody and Tonks, another sweater from Mrs. Weasley and from Dumbledore. It was a ring. Harry looked up at Dumbledore, and then back at the ring.

"I told you last year the Order members had a more easier way of contacting each other. In light of events, and looking ahead, though you are not a member, I have given you one. I do not want you to ever feel that you are alone and can't depend on the Order."

Harry put it on eagerly.

"To talk to someone, gently press it and say who you wish to speak to." Dumbledore instructed.

"Thank you."

"Now that presents are over, may I talk to you alone Harry?" Dumbledore asked.