Birthday Surprises Chapter 57
Usual disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue. Please. Wish it were mine though. Ah, if only. Lolly, xxx.
Hey, just a few quick mentions - first of all to Sailor Sol: HOW DID YOU SURVIVE? Well, ok maybe not all boys are as bad as the two that sit on a desk with me and Gnomsie, but a whole class full of boys on your own? Argh. The nightmare!
LuthienGranger2004: Yuck. Definitely not. Cannot STAND chemistry - besides, in our school, I think there as many boys taking it as girls.
Thank you to everyone who took the time to review. It's nice to know that people are enjoying my story.
Oh yeah, and I have over 1000 reviews people! WOO HOO!!!!!! Ok, as you can tell, very pleased about that - almost makes up for the DISMAL performance of the Scottish Rocks, my favourite Basketball team, yesterday - oh did we get a thrashing.
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"Everybody, dinner is ready!" Professor Dumbledore said. He was wearing the hat that Harry had gotten him, and looked happier than anyone could really remember.
"Hey granddad, can you pass the potatoes please?" Harry asked, making everyone stare.
"Certainly Harry." The headmaster replied, passing the dish before looking up at everyone.
"Granddad?" Fred and George chorused. Everyone, with the exception of Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Petunia was staring between them in shock.
"That's right. Harry is my great-grandson." Dumbledore said, his mouth twitching into a grin.
"Then why...?" Molly began.
"Molly, please, not on Christmas day?" Harry asked, his eyes pleading with her silently.
"All right dear." Molly sighed, looking slightly unhappy.
"Wow, that is cool! We have the headmaster of Hogwarts in our family!" Fred and George said happily. Harry sniggered quietly, imaging the mayhem that the twins could create for his grandfather. "You're not going to put more restrictions on that present, are you?" George asked.
"Wouldn't dream of it." Harry grinned. "I look forward to seeing what you two have been up to recently."
"Great!" Fred beamed. "Harry, you are the best brother we have!"
"Umm...thanks. I think." Harry said suspiciously. The other Weasley's laughed at the exchange.
"Good luck, Harry." Bill said.
"You'll need it." Charlie said.
"Rather you than me." Ron told him.
"Gee, thanks." Harry said dryly. "So, who's going to stay overnight?"
"Well...we could..."
"Yeah, only it's the triplet's six month birthday tomorrow." Harry grinned. Ginny groaned and put her head in her hands. "Which means that they get their first broom ride on their own brooms!"
"I should've said a year." Ginny said as all of her brothers started talking excitedly.
"Never mind putting an age limit on it, you might have been better to stop him buying them in the first place!" Molly said, looking apprehensive.
"Yeah, but he had that look on his face - and I've never seen you refuse him a thing yet."
"I suppose you're right." Molly sighed.
"I promise that I'll take care of them." Harry said, apparently hearing their conversation. The tone of his voice was placating, and both Ginny and Molly gave up on what they knew was a lost cause.
"We'll all stay, well, except Perce." Charlie said. "And while we're at it, we can have a Quidditch match, all right Harry?"
"Perfect." Harry grinned, a maniacal gleam in his eye. "I haven't had decent opposition in a while."
"Uh oh. Charlie's toast." Ron and Ginny said, looking slightly gleeful.
"We'll see." Charlie said, looking as if he doubted it. "I know he's a good flier, but I can't say I've seen you do anything spectacular."
"No? And you get eggs from underneath mad female dragons?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow while grinning.
"Well, that's all very well, but we're not talking dragons. We're talking Quidditch." Charlie replied.
"Well, we'll see tomorrow." Harry said.
Usual disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue. Please. Wish it were mine though. Ah, if only. Lolly, xxx.
Hey, just a few quick mentions - first of all to Sailor Sol: HOW DID YOU SURVIVE? Well, ok maybe not all boys are as bad as the two that sit on a desk with me and Gnomsie, but a whole class full of boys on your own? Argh. The nightmare!
LuthienGranger2004: Yuck. Definitely not. Cannot STAND chemistry - besides, in our school, I think there as many boys taking it as girls.
Thank you to everyone who took the time to review. It's nice to know that people are enjoying my story.
Oh yeah, and I have over 1000 reviews people! WOO HOO!!!!!! Ok, as you can tell, very pleased about that - almost makes up for the DISMAL performance of the Scottish Rocks, my favourite Basketball team, yesterday - oh did we get a thrashing.
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"Everybody, dinner is ready!" Professor Dumbledore said. He was wearing the hat that Harry had gotten him, and looked happier than anyone could really remember.
"Hey granddad, can you pass the potatoes please?" Harry asked, making everyone stare.
"Certainly Harry." The headmaster replied, passing the dish before looking up at everyone.
"Granddad?" Fred and George chorused. Everyone, with the exception of Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Petunia was staring between them in shock.
"That's right. Harry is my great-grandson." Dumbledore said, his mouth twitching into a grin.
"Then why...?" Molly began.
"Molly, please, not on Christmas day?" Harry asked, his eyes pleading with her silently.
"All right dear." Molly sighed, looking slightly unhappy.
"Wow, that is cool! We have the headmaster of Hogwarts in our family!" Fred and George said happily. Harry sniggered quietly, imaging the mayhem that the twins could create for his grandfather. "You're not going to put more restrictions on that present, are you?" George asked.
"Wouldn't dream of it." Harry grinned. "I look forward to seeing what you two have been up to recently."
"Great!" Fred beamed. "Harry, you are the best brother we have!"
"Umm...thanks. I think." Harry said suspiciously. The other Weasley's laughed at the exchange.
"Good luck, Harry." Bill said.
"You'll need it." Charlie said.
"Rather you than me." Ron told him.
"Gee, thanks." Harry said dryly. "So, who's going to stay overnight?"
"Well...we could..."
"Yeah, only it's the triplet's six month birthday tomorrow." Harry grinned. Ginny groaned and put her head in her hands. "Which means that they get their first broom ride on their own brooms!"
"I should've said a year." Ginny said as all of her brothers started talking excitedly.
"Never mind putting an age limit on it, you might have been better to stop him buying them in the first place!" Molly said, looking apprehensive.
"Yeah, but he had that look on his face - and I've never seen you refuse him a thing yet."
"I suppose you're right." Molly sighed.
"I promise that I'll take care of them." Harry said, apparently hearing their conversation. The tone of his voice was placating, and both Ginny and Molly gave up on what they knew was a lost cause.
"We'll all stay, well, except Perce." Charlie said. "And while we're at it, we can have a Quidditch match, all right Harry?"
"Perfect." Harry grinned, a maniacal gleam in his eye. "I haven't had decent opposition in a while."
"Uh oh. Charlie's toast." Ron and Ginny said, looking slightly gleeful.
"We'll see." Charlie said, looking as if he doubted it. "I know he's a good flier, but I can't say I've seen you do anything spectacular."
"No? And you get eggs from underneath mad female dragons?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow while grinning.
"Well, that's all very well, but we're not talking dragons. We're talking Quidditch." Charlie replied.
"Well, we'll see tomorrow." Harry said.
