The Birthday Party?; And The O.W.L.'s

Sorry it's been awhile since lat time I updated. But here is chapter five!! Please Read And Review. Nothing Is My Own.

The next few days went by quickly, Hermione and Harry got up to Buckbeak's room everyday to study Animagi. Ginny still thought that Harry and Hermione were dating. Mr and Mrs Weasley were worried sick about Ron, because the nurses at St. Mungo's couldn't say how long it would take before Ron was allowed to get out of the hospital. Harry still bumped into Cho now and then, but she seemed like she didn't want to talk to Harry at all after they talked about Hermione in the corridor, which was fine by Harry. Remus Lupin was the only one at Grimmauld Place that seemed to have nothing to do.

One afternoon, he was up in his room, he didn't want to talk to anybody or do the research. He just wanted to think about Sirius. He took out the photo album he had gotten from Hagrid at the end of his first year. He found a picture from his parents wedding, were a handsome man was standing at the side of his parents, who were getting married.

But his thoughts were interrupted by some whispers out in the hall. He got to his feet and slowly walked over to the door. But before he had a chance to open the door, it flew open and everyone who stayed at Grimmauld Place was outside the door and yelling 'Surprise'. Harry almost fell to the floor by the shock he got.

"W-what are you doing?" Harry asked, trying to calm down.

"It's your birthday surprise, dear." Mrs Weasley said with joy.

"B-but my birthday is over a week ago!"

"We know, but you were so unhappy when you got here." said Hermione, handing him the present she had gotten for him. Harry opened it to see it was a book about charms against the most powerful curses.

From Fred and George he got a bag full of their joking stuff. From Ginny (who he did not expect to get anything from) had made him a wishing potion, so he didn't open the box, because then he had to make a wish, instead he saved it.

Lupin came over to Harry with a small box; he opened it, to see five pictures of the Marauder's. They all were all there, Lupin, Pettigrew, Sirius and his father. Harry looked up at Lupin, he opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Finally Harry managed to say "Thank-you Lupin. Where did you get these?" Harry asked, not taking his eyes away from the pictures.

"I was going through some of Sirius' stuff, when I found these and I thought you would like to have them. I also found some of you parents stuff, but I will give it to you when you turn seventeen!"

He sat looking at the pictures for awhile, he had totally forgotten about the people standing in his doorway waiting for him to open the next present. Then to Harry's surprise Ron came over with bandages all over and handed Harry his present. Harry couldn't believe his eyes. "What are you doing here?" Harry asked, he wanted to hug Ron, but thought it was best not to, because of all the bandages.

"Well mom talked to the nurses at St. Mungo's. And then at last they said it was okay that I went back here to celebrate your birthday. So I leaved the hospital a little earlier.."

"It's great to have you here."

"Well, are you going to open my present or not?" Ron asked showing the present up in Harry's face.

"Sure." Harry said, taking the present and opened it. It was a pensive.

"Just thought that all you've been through, then you might want to get some of memories out of your head!"

"Thank-you Ron, it's great." Harry said placing the pensive on the table next to all the other present he got. The rest of the guest didn't give Harry any presents; they just gave him a card. He didn't have time to read them, before Mrs Weasley told them the food was ready.

The dinner tasted delicious. It was like being back at Hogwarts. It was great to have Ron back. He hadn't talked to him since before the summer holidays. Well, he had talked to him, but that was more of a row.

Soon they had to go to bed. Harry wanted to read all the cards he got. There was many cards, there must have been like fifty or so. Cards from peoples he barely knew. But one card, he read twice, he couldn't believe he had got a card like this, it said:

'Dear Harry. Sorry I have been avoiding you lately. You know last year I always got mad when we talked about Hermione, well I don't know why I still get so mad about this. It's not like I still have feelings for you. I want to wish you a happy birthday (although it's over a week ago!). Cho.'

Why did Cho write him a birthday card? He didn't want to think more of it, because he was so tired. He turned off the light and lay back on his bed. It had been a great day. But yet again, it would have been so much greater, if his Godfather had been there. But he wasn't and he had to live with that. But it would take awhile before, he would get used to it.

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The next day, when Harry and Ron were taking a nap before dinner, they woke up by an ear piercing scream, from the girl's room. They both got to their feet and ran to the room. "What is going on?" Harry said, looking from one of the girls to the other.

"We've got our Hogwarts letters!" Hermione said. Harry looked at the parchment the both girls were holding.

"So?" Ron said, as he yawned.

"Well, we got our O.W.L.'s and Ginny has been made prefect!" Hermione said proudly.

"Congratulations." Ron and Harry said, to Ginny. Both gave her a hug.

"Your letters is here as well." Hermione said and handed them their letters. Harry and Ron looked nervous at the envelopes as they took them. Harry could feel it felt a lot heavier this year, than usually.

He opened to see the normal letter, informing him to be at King's Cross Station, September first. And what book's he needed.

His jaw dropped, as he looked at the second letter. He read it quickly. It said:

'Dear Mr. Potter,

Congratulation on making Gryffindor Quidditch team captain, I'm sure you'll do a wonderful job in leading our house to the Quidditch cup. Enclosed is a list of all open team position. Also, enclosed is a list of the N.E.W.T classes you've been accepted into:

Defence Against the Dark Arts

Transfiguration

Charms Potion

Care for Magical Creatures

Herbology

Divination

Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress at Hogwarts.'

"POTION'S?" Harry said loudly. "But I only received an A level in Potion's!" he could only figure out one way, why he had passed, was because Professor McGonagall wanted him to succeed as an Auror. He smiled slightly to himself.

"Congratulations, Harry. You are in seven N.E.W.T. classes!" Hermione said a little disappointed.

"What's wrong?" Harry said looking at her suspicious.

"Nothing"

"How many N.E.W.T. classes are you in?" Harry said, trying to get her letter, but with no luck. Ginny motioned for Harry to shut up. So he did.

"Oh no, mum's going to kill me!" Ron exclaimed from where he sat.

"Why? What's wrong?" Ginny said looking at his letter.

"I only got into four N.E.W.T. classes!"

"That's not bad. Look, you were almost in McGonagall's Transfiguration class!" Harry said trying to calm his friend down. "Maybe if you talk to her when we arrive, she would let you in!"

"I'll try." Ron said, taking Harry's letter. "You are the new Quidditch Captain?" he said, trying not to sound too unpleasant. But before any of them could say another word, Mrs Weasley's voice came from downstairs.

"KIDS, DINNER'S READY!!" they all walked down to the living room, to find almost thirty people, ready to eat. They all wanted Harry to sit next to them, but Harry sat the end of the table, along with Ron, Ginny and Hermione.

"So kids, tell us how many N.E.W.T. classes you are selected into?" Harry could see at Ron's expression that he didn't want to answer this question.

"I got into seven." Harry said, not knowing to be proud or unhappy about it.

"That's wonderful dear, that's as many as Percy came into!" she said, beaming all over her face. Harry could see that almost everyone at the table looked at him, and then started to talk to each other. He also noticed, Cho Chang look at him, from the other side of the table. But he didn't look at her. What if she thought he was up to something?

"How about you dear?" she said looking at Hermione.

"I got into seven, too." Harry now knew why she had been disappointed before, it was because she wasn't the one who got highest.

"What about you dear?" she said turning to Ron. He didn't answer at first. But when he opened his mouth to say something, Hermione cut in.

"He got into five N.E.W.T. classes, Mrs Weasley!" Ron gave her a warning look, but she didn't look his way. It took awhile before Mrs Weasley said something.

"Well that's not as bad as Fred and George. They only got into three. But five is okay." she didn't look happy about it, but at least she wasn't disappointed. She also asked Ernie McMillan, Justin Filch-Flenchy and Susan Bones, who were also sitting at the table. Ernie and Susan got into five, like Ron and Justin got into six.

The night passed quickly and soon they were heading back upstairs to go to sleep. It didn't take long before Harry got lost in dreams.

He was in a dark room, the only light came from the top of the room. He noticed a pair of yellow eyes at the end of the room. He walked in the direction of the eyes, asking who it was and where he was.

The person didn't answer. He got to his feet and walked over to him. Harry recognized who it was and put his hand into his pocket, searching for his wand. But it was nowhere to be found! "What do you want?" he asked now getting scared of what to do.

"I want you to turn!" Voldemort hissed at him.

"No way!" Harry said almost in a scream.

"Why not? I can give you whatever you want; power, money, a house the size of Hogwarts. Whatever you want, can be yours. But only if you join me!"

"Never!" Harry said now on his way to throw his fist into Voldemort's face. But before he had the chance he felt like somebody pushed him in his side.

Harry quickly opened his eyes, to see Ron standing over him, trying to wake him up. "Harry! You were screaming, what's going on?"

"I had a nightmare!" he said, trying to remember what he had dreamed. He tried to focus on what the dream had been about, he remembered it. He got to his feet as quick as he could. "I've got to see Dumbledore! Immediately!" he said running to the door closely followed by Ron who was asking where they were going.