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Ok, Chapter 2!
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Chapter 2-Birthday.
As Harry lay in bed that night, he remembered what had happened at dinner, earlier in the evening. Aunt Petunia had been telling Dudley about the new neighbors; Vernon hadn't really been interested-he had been deflated ever since he had seen the large gleaming suburban owned by the newcomers.
(Flashback) "Well, they are Americans" Petunia told Dudley. "And they do seem to have nice manners. But, we shall see. They have two children, Dudley, did you know? Just your age! The boy seems runty. He's got a lean and hungry look (A/N: Cassius!! Sorry, that's how Cassius is described in "Julius Caesar"). I don't like him." She scowled, looking at Harry.
"And the girl! So diminutive! I couldn't bear to have a child so small!" she said, looking proudly at Dudley. "Her manners could definitely use some work."(end of flashback-I realize that the flashback wasn't very good- I originally wrote this chapter on my brother's laptop, but he wouldn't let me save it, so I had to make it up again. Sorry)
Now, as Harry looked back on the evening, he wondered if he'd ever be able to make friends like a normal kid. Then, he stopped, as he realized he had been able to make friends as a normal kid. He had met Ron on the train to Hogwarts. Seamus, Dean, and Neville were his roommates at Hogwarts, along with Ron. He had met Luna on the train as well. Ginny, Ron's younger sister, he had met at the Weasley's home-the Burrow. Hermione, well he had met Hermione on the train, but they hadn't become friends until he and Ron had saved her from a mountain troll, in their first year.
But, they(with the exception of Ginny) had made friends within the confines and safety of Hogwarts (I'm counting the Hogwarts Express along with it- it's school property, in my opinion). With in the watchful eye of Dumbledore.
Harry realized that Dumbledore had been manipulating him, all of his, Harry's, life. Dumbledore had sent him to the Dursley's. Dumbledore made him go back every year. Dumbledore had made Sirius stayed locked up in Grimmauld Place last summer. Dumbledore thought he knew everything! He thought he knew what everyone was going to do, because he manipulated everyone into doing what he wanted! It was unfair! If Dumbledore had been honest with him in the first place, then Sirius would not be dead! If Dumbledore had told him that Voldemort might send him false dreams, then he, Harry, would not have gone to the Department of Mysteries. If he had not gone to the Department of Mysteries, then Sirius would not have come. If Sirius had not come, then.then Sirius.he wouldn't have.he wouldn't be..
Here, during Harry's mental ranting against the aged Headmaster of Hogwarts, his throat constricted, and his vision became blurry as his eyes welled up with tears. Suddenly, from behind his head, there came at tapping at the window. Harry jumped up, and opened the window.
In flew several owls-the first being a tawny who stretched it's wings importantly as Harry relieved it of the two letters and the parcel it carried. The second was tiny Pigwidgeon, the diminutive, and insane owl that belonged to Ron. He untied the letter and packages Pig carried, and put him in Hedwig's cage, to shut him up. The third owl was his own snowy owl, Hedwig. She too carried a letter, as well as a package. He relieved Hedwig of her burden, and carried her to her cage, and let Pig out as he put her in. The forth owl was an unfamiliar barn owl, with a thick envelope. He untied this one, and opened it first. Several pieces of parchment fell out. The first one read:
"Dear Harry,
Why haven't you written? We told you at the train station, 'every three days'! Or had you forgotten? (unlikely!). You mustn't blame yourself for what happened last year-it wasn't your fault. Sirius went to save you. He wanted to save you. He wanted to be there every day of your life for you, and it hurt him so much that he couldn't. I hope you are alright. If you don't write, then we're going to send someone from the Order to pick you up.
Please write,
Remus Lupin."
Harry sat down, found a quill, and began to write a response.
"Professor Lupin,
Don't worry-I'm alright. But if I do stop writing, could you send Moody? I'd love to see the look on the Dursley's faces if he showed up! I'm not blaming myself-I think I'm doing alright about it.
Harry."
He gave his reply to the barn owl, which promptly flew away into the night. He then turned to the other letters and packages laying on his bed. The one Pig had brought, he opened first. It was from Ron. It said: "Harry, Are you doing alright mate? We're not where we were last year, don't worry. Everything's fine here. Don't beat yourself up about what happened, ok? It's not your fault. I hope you like the present! Happy Birthday! Oh, by the way, Mum's been trying to get Dumbledore to let you come stay here, but no luck yet. She says she'll keep trying, though.
Cheers,
Ron."
Harry opened the package that Ron had sent. Inside were two objects. The first one was a leather wallet. The note attached read: "Harry, you can put anything you want in this, and I don't think there's any limit. Ron."
The second object was a silver necklace, with links which appeared to be woven together. At the center, a silver lion hung, with emeralds for eyes. The note attached read: "Dear Harry, I hope you like the present. I made the chain myself, and I found the lion in a small shop, and thought it looked like you.
Happy Birthday, Love Ginny."
Harry smiled, and put the necklace on, as he picked up his quill, and quickly wrote a "thanks" to Ron and Ginny. He turned to the letter brought by Hedwig. It was from Hermione. It read:
"Dear Harry, Happy Birthday! I found your gift in a little shop in Wales (we're on vacation at the moment). I was wondering how to get it to you, when Hedwig showed up. I hope you like it.!
Love,
Hermione."
Harry opened the package, not caring to notice that Hermione had not once said any words of comfort about Sirius. Inside the package was a small ring, with Celtic designs on it. The note attached said:
"Dear Harry, I know I said I found this in a shop, but actually I found it in a stone hut on a mountain side. Inside was a round stone table. But when I told someone about it, no one believed, saying no one had ever seen anything of the sort before. I noticed something on the ring. Engraved on it are the letters "A.M". I wonder what it means! I can't wait to get back to Hogwarts so I can find something in the library. And also to see you and Ron, of course. Happy Birthday! Love Hermione."
Harry looked at the ring. The silver band was woven in "Celtic Ropes"-he knew that was what the intricate design was called-he had taken to hiding in the library, as he knew Dudley would never find him there-Dudley and his gang had been banned from the library after they had wrecked it, in search of Harry in summers past. Harry, who had not been present in those proceedings, had not received a ban.
Harry set the ring down, and wrote a "thank-you" to Hermione. Too tired to try the ring on, he took his glasses off, climbed under the covers, and went to sleep.
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Ok, I hope you liked that chapter! I changed the chapter, a) because it was kinda hard to read, and b) it was moving too quickly for what I wanted. Can anyone guess what "A.M" stands for?(and it's not "anti-meridian"-like 10:00 a.m.-meaning morning) Please review!! Jerjerodd
As Harry lay in bed that night, he remembered what had happened at dinner, earlier in the evening. Aunt Petunia had been telling Dudley about the new neighbors; Vernon hadn't really been interested-he had been deflated ever since he had seen the large gleaming suburban owned by the newcomers.
(Flashback) "Well, they are Americans" Petunia told Dudley. "And they do seem to have nice manners. But, we shall see. They have two children, Dudley, did you know? Just your age! The boy seems runty. He's got a lean and hungry look (A/N: Cassius!! Sorry, that's how Cassius is described in "Julius Caesar"). I don't like him." She scowled, looking at Harry.
"And the girl! So diminutive! I couldn't bear to have a child so small!" she said, looking proudly at Dudley. "Her manners could definitely use some work."(end of flashback-I realize that the flashback wasn't very good- I originally wrote this chapter on my brother's laptop, but he wouldn't let me save it, so I had to make it up again. Sorry)
Now, as Harry looked back on the evening, he wondered if he'd ever be able to make friends like a normal kid. Then, he stopped, as he realized he had been able to make friends as a normal kid. He had met Ron on the train to Hogwarts. Seamus, Dean, and Neville were his roommates at Hogwarts, along with Ron. He had met Luna on the train as well. Ginny, Ron's younger sister, he had met at the Weasley's home-the Burrow. Hermione, well he had met Hermione on the train, but they hadn't become friends until he and Ron had saved her from a mountain troll, in their first year.
But, they(with the exception of Ginny) had made friends within the confines and safety of Hogwarts (I'm counting the Hogwarts Express along with it- it's school property, in my opinion). With in the watchful eye of Dumbledore.
Harry realized that Dumbledore had been manipulating him, all of his, Harry's, life. Dumbledore had sent him to the Dursley's. Dumbledore made him go back every year. Dumbledore had made Sirius stayed locked up in Grimmauld Place last summer. Dumbledore thought he knew everything! He thought he knew what everyone was going to do, because he manipulated everyone into doing what he wanted! It was unfair! If Dumbledore had been honest with him in the first place, then Sirius would not be dead! If Dumbledore had told him that Voldemort might send him false dreams, then he, Harry, would not have gone to the Department of Mysteries. If he had not gone to the Department of Mysteries, then Sirius would not have come. If Sirius had not come, then.then Sirius.he wouldn't have.he wouldn't be..
Here, during Harry's mental ranting against the aged Headmaster of Hogwarts, his throat constricted, and his vision became blurry as his eyes welled up with tears. Suddenly, from behind his head, there came at tapping at the window. Harry jumped up, and opened the window.
In flew several owls-the first being a tawny who stretched it's wings importantly as Harry relieved it of the two letters and the parcel it carried. The second was tiny Pigwidgeon, the diminutive, and insane owl that belonged to Ron. He untied the letter and packages Pig carried, and put him in Hedwig's cage, to shut him up. The third owl was his own snowy owl, Hedwig. She too carried a letter, as well as a package. He relieved Hedwig of her burden, and carried her to her cage, and let Pig out as he put her in. The forth owl was an unfamiliar barn owl, with a thick envelope. He untied this one, and opened it first. Several pieces of parchment fell out. The first one read:
"Dear Harry,
Why haven't you written? We told you at the train station, 'every three days'! Or had you forgotten? (unlikely!). You mustn't blame yourself for what happened last year-it wasn't your fault. Sirius went to save you. He wanted to save you. He wanted to be there every day of your life for you, and it hurt him so much that he couldn't. I hope you are alright. If you don't write, then we're going to send someone from the Order to pick you up.
Please write,
Remus Lupin."
Harry sat down, found a quill, and began to write a response.
"Professor Lupin,
Don't worry-I'm alright. But if I do stop writing, could you send Moody? I'd love to see the look on the Dursley's faces if he showed up! I'm not blaming myself-I think I'm doing alright about it.
Harry."
He gave his reply to the barn owl, which promptly flew away into the night. He then turned to the other letters and packages laying on his bed. The one Pig had brought, he opened first. It was from Ron. It said: "Harry, Are you doing alright mate? We're not where we were last year, don't worry. Everything's fine here. Don't beat yourself up about what happened, ok? It's not your fault. I hope you like the present! Happy Birthday! Oh, by the way, Mum's been trying to get Dumbledore to let you come stay here, but no luck yet. She says she'll keep trying, though.
Cheers,
Ron."
Harry opened the package that Ron had sent. Inside were two objects. The first one was a leather wallet. The note attached read: "Harry, you can put anything you want in this, and I don't think there's any limit. Ron."
The second object was a silver necklace, with links which appeared to be woven together. At the center, a silver lion hung, with emeralds for eyes. The note attached read: "Dear Harry, I hope you like the present. I made the chain myself, and I found the lion in a small shop, and thought it looked like you.
Happy Birthday, Love Ginny."
Harry smiled, and put the necklace on, as he picked up his quill, and quickly wrote a "thanks" to Ron and Ginny. He turned to the letter brought by Hedwig. It was from Hermione. It read:
"Dear Harry, Happy Birthday! I found your gift in a little shop in Wales (we're on vacation at the moment). I was wondering how to get it to you, when Hedwig showed up. I hope you like it.!
Love,
Hermione."
Harry opened the package, not caring to notice that Hermione had not once said any words of comfort about Sirius. Inside the package was a small ring, with Celtic designs on it. The note attached said:
"Dear Harry, I know I said I found this in a shop, but actually I found it in a stone hut on a mountain side. Inside was a round stone table. But when I told someone about it, no one believed, saying no one had ever seen anything of the sort before. I noticed something on the ring. Engraved on it are the letters "A.M". I wonder what it means! I can't wait to get back to Hogwarts so I can find something in the library. And also to see you and Ron, of course. Happy Birthday! Love Hermione."
Harry looked at the ring. The silver band was woven in "Celtic Ropes"-he knew that was what the intricate design was called-he had taken to hiding in the library, as he knew Dudley would never find him there-Dudley and his gang had been banned from the library after they had wrecked it, in search of Harry in summers past. Harry, who had not been present in those proceedings, had not received a ban.
Harry set the ring down, and wrote a "thank-you" to Hermione. Too tired to try the ring on, he took his glasses off, climbed under the covers, and went to sleep.
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Ok, I hope you liked that chapter! I changed the chapter, a) because it was kinda hard to read, and b) it was moving too quickly for what I wanted. Can anyone guess what "A.M" stands for?(and it's not "anti-meridian"-like 10:00 a.m.-meaning morning) Please review!! Jerjerodd