Chapter 3

Harry woke up to a soft tapping noise at his window, 'Great there's Aunt Petunia waking me up to make breakfast once again. You'd think she could make her own breakfast and let me be on my birthday,' he grumbled to himself. Harry sat up in his bed and put on his glasses to realize that he was still at Ms. Figg's house and looked outside the window to see a big barn owl outside the window. So Harry opened the window to see what the owl had from him.

Harry untied the parcel from the owl's leg and this is what the letter said:

My dearest Godson,

I am so sorry that I haven't been able to get a hold of you since the end of your year. As you know Dumbledore has Moony and me on a very important mission against Voldemort. I have very busy and this was the first time since you had your encounter with Voldemort for me to sit down and be able to write you. This is Moony's owl, so you won't have to worry who sending you mail, now. Either it'll be Moony or me. I know how much you hate being at the Dursley's and that you can't spend your time at Ron's house. You'll understand in time. Hope to see you soon. hint hint Have fun with Arabella.

With love,

Your Godfather,

Snuffles

'Arabella? Who's Arabella?' Harry thought to himself. He knew he'd heard that name somewhere before but just couldn't put his finger on it. Before he had anymore time to ponder on this or to write Sirius back Ms. Figg came through the door.

"Hey Harry! Have a sleep?" Ms. Figg asked him ruffling his untidy hair.

"Yes, I guess Ms. Figg…" Harry started.

"No Harry. Please don't call me 'Ms. Figg' anymore. I'm your friend, call me Arabella, please."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Now, get dressed Harry. If we're to do all of our errands and get to Diagon Alley before nightfall to night we've got to hurry up and leave. We're going to go by Floo Powder. You have traveled by Floo before, right?"

"Yes, Arabella I have, but I'm not that good at it."

"That's ok, just get dressed and be down stairs in five minutes."

Five minutes later, Harry was down stairs dressed and was putting his cloak on. Arabella was picking up the pot with the Floo Powder in it, she just realized that Harry had walked into the room.

"Good Harry your already down here. Okay, I'm going to go first. All you do is stand in the fireplace through the Floo Powder in and yell 'The Quiet House'."

"The Quiet House?"

"That's right! See you there!" and before Harry could say another thing Arabella had disappeared.

"Well, here goes nothing." Harry walked into the fireplace threw the Floo Powder into the fireplace and yelled "THE QUIET HOUSE!"

As Harry was spinning around and around through all the grates he recognized the swirls of green mist and started getting sick again so he closed his eyes. Just as he was starting to think 'When is this going to end?' Harry found his feet in a house that looked like the interior of the Shrieking Shack except it wasn't all torn up. It actually looked nice. As Harry walked into the kitchen he saw the most amazing site and had the biggest smile on his face, maybe even bigger than the one he had last night when he heard that Arabella was his godmother.

"SURPRISE! HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY, HARRY!" screamed three different people that he loved.

Harry's face gleamed with awe. There was his godfather, Sirius Black; godmother, Arabella Figg; and his old Professor, Remus Lupin. All friends of his parents, before Peter Pettigrew betrayed them all and got Harry's parents' killed 14 years ago.

"This is fantastic! How did you all remember? With everything that's been going on?" Harry started.

"How did we remember, or you kidding me? More like why would we forget?" a very familiar voice said coming from Remus's fireplace. Harry turned around to see his two best friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.

"Ron's right you know, Hagrid and Dumbledore also wanted to come, but were busy on some other stuff Hagrid said that he wasn't allowed to tell me." Hermione said punctually, as usual.

As Harry opened his presents he was in awe by all of the things he'd gotten. Hermione got him a small parcel in all blue when Harry opened it, it happened to be a book that was titled 'How to Clean Your Invisibility Cloak.' And it also had the cleaner. Ron got him a Chuddley Cannons calendar and slippers. "Just so you remember who your favorite team is." Ron told him. Remus got him a new cage for Hedwig as she was starting to outgrow her old one. Sirius got Harry his own Quidditch box with all the balls in it. Except they were smaller, so that Harry could practice Quidditch when he wasn't at school. Harry was thrilled at this present. Hagrid made Harry another Flute, except this one didn't sound like an owl, this one actually sounded like a Flute. Dumbledore sent Harry an ink well, that the ink changed colors. Now, Harry was looking for the gift from Arabella. Arabella sensed that Harry was looking for his present.

"Now, Harry, my present isn't here. It's in the living room. I've had it at my house for years, and since this is the first time you've been to my house since you've been at Hogwarts, that this is the first time I can show you this. So if you want to see it, you'll have to follow me into the living room. Everyone else is welcome, too." Arabella informed them. Remus was smiling from ear to ear, and Sirius looked like he was on the verge of tears.

So Harry, Ron, Hermione, Remus, and Sirius followed Arabella into Remus's living room. On the coffee table Harry noticed a cassette tape that looked like you one you put in a Muggle VCR, except it had white tape on it and was in the prettiest writing he'd ever seen that said 'Harry's First Birthday' which was noticeably his mother's writing.

Harry found his voice and turned to Arabella, "What is this? It looks like a muggle VCR tape." She nodded her head and picked the tape up. Tapped it two times with her wand and placed it on the floor. As it began to grow with the amazement of Harry and Hermione (Ron had seen this done plenty of times at his house), it grew until it was the size of a big screen T.V.

As the tape began to play Harry unlike the others had their eyes only on the T.V. as they watched Lily sitting on the couch in Harry's old home, Godric's Hollow, with baby Harry in her lap. James was on the floor handing all of Harry's presents to Lily and Harry. James looked about as excited as Harry was. A younger looking Remus was sitting next to Lily laughing at how James was trying to hurry Harry into opening his gifts. Harry was so interested and heard for the first time that he could remember to his hear his mother giggle at his father.

"Oh, James, leave him alone. He'll get it after a while." Lily responded. At that moment Harry had tears coming down is have to hear his mother's voice.

"Aww, Lily, can't I at least help him?" James asked her. She just giggled at him again as he leaned up and kissed her on the lips and kissed Harry on the top of his head.

"Of course you can, James." she giggled once again at the look of excitement on James face.

At that moment the young looking Sirius jumped off the loveseat at where he'd been sitting with Arabella and jumped on the floor where James was "helping" Harry with his gifts. Within two minutes all of Harry's gifts were unwrapped. To everyone else's amazement James and Sirius was playing with Harry's baby Quidditch set, and Harry was crawling around with a bow on his head and was playing with the boxes.

Then Lily picked Harry up and kissed his head looked at him again with a gleam in her eye, "Well, Harry." she said in what must have been the sweetest voice he'd ever heard. "Are you ready to blow out your candles and make your birthday wish?"

"Yeees! Muuummmy! Hawey luvs oo!" baby Harry said starting to giggle himself.

"Yes, Harry, Mummy knows. And Mummy loves Harry, too." she said as the one year old Harry hugged his mother and started to giggle as James turned himself in the stag and Harry said, "Hosie wide mummy! Hosie wide!"

"Fine, James you win, But Be CAREFULL!" and with that he brought Harry around the living room one time and into the kitchen so that he could blow out his candles. As everyone sang Happy Birthday to Harry. He clapped his hands and giggled the whole time.

After that the tape went out. And as the 15th year old Harry looked around he found out he wasn't the only one who'd been crying. Sirius, Remus, Arabella, Hermione, and even Ron had been.

"OOHH! Harry! I'm sooo sorry!" Hermione said still bawling and pulled him into a big hug.