Hello again, here is chapter 4 for you all! I think the chapters are getting more interesting don't you? I will not keep you waiting so read on and god speed to you!

Disclaimers: I own none of the HP Characters of J.K.R. I also do not own anything of Nickelback. ( but I do love their music!!!J )

Dinner was very enlightening on Harry's spirits. The very atmosphere was crisp, light, and refreshing to him being around friends, well… mostly anyway. Professor Snape, Harry noticed, most likely from his time working as a spy for the order, seemed to keep to himself very well except for a few snide comments that he could not alter throwing Harry's direction. Charlie, Bill, Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione all sat at one end while the order sat on the other. To Harry's distress he found himself sitting beside Professor McGonagall, who is good all in all, and across from the one and only Professor Snape.

Harry soon found himself in a conversation about Quidditch. With a sly grin Ron said, " You know Harry, me and you…"

" You and I, Ron. You never put yourself before the other person! If I've told you once, I've told you a million times…" Scolded Hermione.

Ron rolled his eyes at her. " whatever! Can I finish? Anyway mate, were the only people on the team this year. Since Fred and George deserted us last year!"

" Hey!" Said Fred. " We don't call it deserting you!"

"Ya, even if it was, we would do the same thing again any ways." spoke up George.

" Of course we would George, our shop's doing better than ever."

" And Bill just tried out our newest invention!"

Every one turned to Bill who looked shocked at there words finally spoke up, causing everyone to laugh hysterically when he did." Tahw I leef enif!" His eyes grew big at what he said. " Yeh tahw did uoy owt od ot em! Egnahc em kcab, WON!!!"

" What is he saying? What is it?" Laughed out Hermione.

" It's our new word turners prouder!"

" It turns whatever you are saying backwards!"

"Here, Bill drink this."

When he did the trick was reversed.

When everything was back under control Ron went back on course. "Wonder who the new captain will be?" He grinned at Harry.

Before Harry said anything, Professor McGonagall spoke up who had obviously been listening. " Yes, about that Mr. Potter." wiping her mouth with her napkin before placing it back in her lap. " Your band from last year has been uplifted, so that puts you back as seeker."

" Thank you Professor," said Harry.

" Yes, well as Mr. Weasley was saying, or more indicating really, would you consider the position as captain this year?"

Harry sat there for a moment just looking around him. "Me?"

" Of course you, now stop gaping and say yes Harry!" Said Ron.

Harry turned back to his Professor and did as told, like a four year old child, with an honored smile. "Yes! Thanks professor McGonagall!"

" Congratulations Mr. Potter," came Professor Snape's silky voice.

Harry did not know weather to hide under the table or just return the normal thanks. He settled for the later. " Ah… thanks Professor Snape…," then he mumbled "I think."

"well I just think this should make thing, interesting, so to speak. Being I get to pick my house captain."

Ron was about to ask who but Harry already knew. " Joy!, My guess would be a certain blond with two appendages called Crabbe and Goyle, sir?"

" I must say since I picked you up, you never miss a beat, Mr. Potter," Snape answered with a sneer.

Harry swore Professor McGonagall muttered something to herself along the lines of , " oh, dear! Malfoy and Potter, can't be good."

Ginny who over heard the comment mussed, " that's like trying to mixing oil and water."

"Precisely," added Professor McGonagall in a hushed tone.

As Harry and Ron worked there way up the stairs to bed Harry was meet by none other than Kreacher, the betraying house elf! Harry had the sudden violent notion to kick him into the middle of next year and see where he found him. But, Harry knew it was that attitude that drew him to doing what he had done the year before, he decided to ignore the elf and walk on to his room. As soon as Harry's head hit the soft, light feather pillow he was gone into the most peaceful of slumber he had possibly had in years.

Harry was not so luck every night though. After that one peaceful night he was back to normal with his nightmares of Sirius. But, all in all life was good. He had his friends back with him after all! But as selfish as it seemed to himself, it just did not fell like enough anymore at times. Harry spent a lot of his days playing exploding snap and wizarding chess, which he always seemed to loose concededly at. But, no one had yet succeeded beating him at his own game of blackjack!

Harry also liked watching all the order members come and go. The place always reminded him of a train station. When one train finally leaves with a tone of people on it, another train pulls in to gather more people. But today was not the same, no, today when Harry awoke there was no one to be seen. Harry looked in the living area and saw no one. When he finally worked his way to the kitchen, he was starting to get worried. Once again, no one to be seen. Just as Harry was about to turn to leave he heard some one invisible in front of him whisper "isableva."

Everyone suddenly appeared in front of him and yelled "surprise!" ,or "Happy Birthday!" Harry was at a loss for words but his face said the words he couldn't find.

He finally managed to say " Thanks you guys!" as they came to congratulate him on his 16 birthday.

"What do you think, Harry?" Said Hermione.

" This is great,… I, I never had a birthday party before!"

" Quit standing around then, Harry and get cracking on those presents over there," stated Tonks. " I hope you like mine."

Harry looked over at the table and saw a prodigal amount of gifts. "Are they, all for me?" He questioned.

" Who else has a birthday around here? Of course there all yours!" Said Remus.

Harry sat down at the table, not knowing what to open first. After contemplating for a long moment he chose a purple, square, box and read the name on the package but only found his. To: Harry Potter. Harry looked around questionably until he saw professor Duumbledore, who's eyes flashed when he saw them. The man never puts his name, as if it were a crime.

When Harry opened the package a simple white cloth surrounded the gift to soon be exposed. When Harry picked the gift up and let the cloth slip away he gasped, as did Ron and Hermione who stood to his left and right. The peace of the cloth vanished to revile a polished silver dagger. On the handle in ivory white the inscription ' The Blacks' was inscribed and the inscription was lined with bright winking diamonds, and glossy green emeralds. Harry opened his mouth to speech but when nothing came out he changed gear's to the letter that lay dormant in the box.

Dear Harry Potter,

This belonged to your godfather, Sirius Black. In his will, he stated that he wished you to have this dagger that has been passed down from Black to Black for generations. Since he was the last of the blacks and saw you as his son, it was you he wished to pass it onto and you to your children in the future.

In his last will and testament he also left you his home, Grimwald Place. You will not have rights over the house until you become of age though. Until then it is to remain as Professor Dumbledore's, 'to help the cause' as was stated in the will.

Happy Birthday Harry Potter.

Harry felt tears sting his soft eyes from many different spirits inside him, love, hate, remorse, and more. When he was sure he would not make a fool of himself and cry he looked once again at his headmaster, who gave him a look that said ' I know how you feel,' Harry never liked that look but was still to baffled to notice gave him a nod of appreciation.

The next present had a name attached to it, it was from Remus. Inside the small box was a gold banded ring with a spell inscribed on the inside of it. "Thanks Professor, what is this spell though?"

" It's, Remus, Harry. It's a spell on the ring for safety. The idea for me to get it for you came from Mr. Moody. The ring will heat up on the wearers finger when ever they are in possible big danger. If you like it, it would be a good idea to wear it at all times, Harry."

Harry grind at Remus. " Like it? I love it thanks!" Harry then turned to his next gift.

This one was from Tonks. Before he started to open it she was already talking about it.

" It's a muggle type gift, but I have one myself and use it whenever I get frustrated. Hope you like."

Harry unwrapped the paper to revile a disk man and two CD's. " Cool, thanks tonks! This is great!"

"Really, good! I hope you like the CD's I picked. I figured since you don't get the chance to listen to much music you would like most any kind, so I got you the new Weird Sisters CD and the muggle CD Nickelback, since I liked them."

" Good choices."

" I know I have good taste what can I say!" Harry had to admit she did her own thing with passing grades.

From Hermione he received the book called Defense Against The Dark Arts For Dummies. From the Weasleys he received a kind of Quidditch action figure set, wizard style. The small figures rode around on there broom and really played a game of Quidditch. Lastly there was a letter left on the table from Hagrid, who Harry now noticed was missing from the room.

He read the letter aloud.

"Dear Harry,

Happy Birthday! Sorry I could not make it to your first party, I have business to take care of for the headmaster. Professor Snape will stop by later and drop off your present for you. I hop…"

Harry stopped. " Hop?"

" He means hope Harry," said Hermione.

" Oh, right! Anyway."

…you and her get along alright. Take good care of her, Harry. If you have questions you can ask the headmaster about it.

From,

Hagrid and Fang.

Everyone looked at the letter oddly. Harry finally spoke their question. " I ah… wonder what exactly I'm supposed, to ah, get along with?"

"I don' know mate. But I hope it's legal and that it wont bite or scratch… or have hairy, nasty, disgusting, long, eight legs," Ron said with a shutter. Ron hates spiders. " Never mind, I'm starving. Lets have cake."

" I'm not arguing with that!" Stated Tonks and Remus at once. Both blushing at one another slightly.

Ron leaned over to Harry and Hermione once they started eating. "Gross, Remus is like… at least, I don't know, twice Tonks age! And there practically drooling over one another."

Ron sat up straight when Remus leaned over the table and whispered, "Hey! I'll have you know that there is not as much as 'twice her age' between us , Mr. Weasley. And even though I can see the hill from where I'm standing, I'm not over it, and there is still some spark in this old flame, I'll have you know!" Harry and Hermione could not control there laughter at Rons beat red face.

Hey, sorry people I'm going to leave you hanging on what Harry's Mysterious gift is, reason for you guys to keep reading! It will not disappoint you, I hope. ;)

Review and let me know if it is getting better, by the next chapter or two, things will start to get interesting!!! Bye!!!