A/N: Sorry, for the sudden time change, but do you want me to write three weeks worth of Harry/Me sappiness? I think not.

Disclaimer: It's the same thing every time! I don't own the characters and never will. * Pouts, but points to self* the only one I own is Jamie Elizabeth Venberg.

September 28, (What year is it? Oh, yeah!) 1996 *Jamie's POV*

I opened my eyes and looked at my alarm clock.

"Aah, holy crap! Ten minutes till class starts!" I yelled. Ginny was supposed to wake me up at 7 AM! I took a

quick shower and dried my hair the best I could, but it was still damp. I got dressed and ran out the portrait, but

came back minutes later to get my forgotten school bag and wand. I ran to the Transfiguration classroom.

"Detention, Miss Venberg! Tonight, 7 o'clock." McGonagall said as I walked into the classroom.

"Liz, your hair." Ginny said, as she muttered the drying charm. I brushed my fingers through my hair.

"Thanks," I said, as Ginny stared, "What?"

"Your hair… is naturally curly?" She asked, looking at my hair. I nodded.

"I straighten it with a straightening charm here, straightening iron in the summer. Sar and Aunt Arabella are the only people who've seen my hair naturally, till now. Gin, what day is it?" I asked, remembering it was September.

"The 28th. Why?" Ginny said. I grinned a bit.

"It's my Sweet Sixteen." I said. Then, the lesson started.

Lunch~~

I sat down in between Harry and Hermione, with Ginny, Ron and Sara across from us.

"Hey!" Harry exclaimed, kissing my cheek.

"Hi." I said.

"Who let my 'Cousin It' out?" Sara said. Ginny raised her hand slightly.

"It was I," Ginny said. I laughed.

"Rachie sent you a reply letter." Sara said, digging in her robes pocket. She pulled an ordinary piece of notebook paper out.

"Only Rachel." I said, reading her note.

Dear Jamie,

Yo, James! Ang and I are fine. Don't get worried; you remember what happened last year! Anywho, Sara's mad at you? Uh-oh! Drake, the guy Sara couldn't stop talking about? Huh, isn't that something! Alrighty, then! Oh, Happy Sweet Sixteen!

Rachel

"Well, I have to go. Mione's making us study for the History Of Magic test that is tomorrow. Why, Mione, why?" Harry whined, as he, Ron, and Hermione got up.

"Bye." I said, as they left.

"I have to go, also. I think I forgot my Defense book. I wonder who the new Professor is? He or she wasn't at the feast." Ginny said.

"Dumbledore pulled some strings and got Lupin to come back. We've already had him," Sara said.

"Yay!" Ginny said, bouncing out of the Great Hall.

"Hey, James. Happy birthday." Sara said to me.

"At least someone other than Rach remembered." I said.

"Here." Sara said, handing me a box. I opened it up.

"Wow!" I said, looking at the sapphire tennis bracelet.

"I know!" Sara said.

Later~~

I was sitting on the couch, when Harry came running up behind it and jumped over the back. He landed next to me.

"Hey." He said. He leaned over and kissed me on the lips.

"Hey." I said.

"Happy birthday, Sweet Sixteen!" He said.

"Thanks! I have to go. Detention with McGonagall. Bye." I said, receiving another kiss.

"Bye." Harry said, as I disappeared through the portrait hole.