The weekend rolled around and nobody was more happy than Ammi. Her party was tremendous. She came down the stairs before a crowd of smiling peers, Her Long, Green, dress gown, with the lacy cuffs, was flashing, as was the sparkling green ribbon holding her hair back in her usual tight bun.

The crowd was enormous. A few girlfriends of Ammi's, about eight, Harry, The entire Weasley family, Mr. and Mrs. Granger, but Ammi's own parents were no where to be seen.

She caught Harry's eye and smiled. I hope he likes how I look, I hope he likes my hair, I hope he likes my gown. Her mind was racing. She reached the foot of the stairs and the crowd applauded.

Hermionie and Ron came in holding either side of a silver platter, that held what looked like a mini wedding cake, It was pale green and matched Ammi's gown. There was a miniature figure of Ammi dancing atop it " Happy 11th birthday Ammi!" They called out together.

"Oh mum, dad! You are the absolute best parents in-" She was cut off by a loud "HOOT!"

It belonged to a large brown owl that had flown in through the open window. It soared gracefully around the room hooting professionally, and bearing a letter in its beak.

"SPLAT!"

"AHHHHH" The owl landed right on the magnificent cake and it splattered all over Ammi, and her gown. "Look mummy! Look what that...that beast did to my one of a kind laced, party gown, just look. Oh and It was so beautiful."

But while Ron wiped franticly at his daughters gown with his handkerchief, Hermionie held the tan envelope in her hands, staring at with a look of great joy on her face.

"Th...this is it! Baby doll, this is that letter from that school we told you about, the one where I work, Hogwarts, they want you to go there Baby, this is too grand. Oooh, and Dumbledore is still headmaster, great! Oh honey you'll love it!"

"Really?" said Ron. "Man hasn't croaked yet?"

"RONALD!" Shouted Hermionie and whacked her husband on the forehead.

"Sorry Hermionie, Oh but Ammi, how wonderful!" said Ron

"Yeah!" said one of the girls in the crowd "I just got my letter too! Maybe we'll be in the same house. Think It...Ammi and Trisha...Hufflepuff head girls! I wonder if they can have two head students of same gender, I think they did that before, Its kind of hard to recall, maybe not, wait... " She continued though in a hushed and mumbling voice, no one could understand

"Iwonbengrifendor" Mumbled Ammi

"Pardon dear?" said Ron

"I want to be put in Gryffindor House Daddy! Like...Harry potter" she said

Hermionie smiled. "I'm sure you will be dear, if your heart truly wishes too"

"Thanks Mama" Said Ammi " It does, oh it does!"

"Then celebrate dear child" Hermionie said picking up the owl from the cake " Ill clean this thing up and send him off with a basket of muffins, you all have a fun time. Ronald, do keep an eye out for them." He nodded and she left

"Too bad Ammi" said Trisha " My whole family, even my older sister was put in Hufflepuff, I'm a shoo in"

"Well Not really Trisha" said Ammi

Trisha stared "What? Why not?"

"Some family's get put in separate houses Its what's inside you that matters not your family"

Trisha smiled "How'd you know so much Ammi?"

"Oh" said Ammi " I guess Its just in my blood, right mom?"

Hermionie had overheard and as she walked in, she blushed.

"Yeah that's right your mom is a genius."

Hermionie gave a wide smile, and her face became cherry red. "That...that's enough talk on that now isn't it? Right. I gave the owl a few extra galleons and told him to send more owls with a new cake and a new gown. So Ammi go upstairs and put on your evening gown. Ill call you when the owls come up"

Ammi, realizing just how silly she looked in her dress smothered in cake, ran upstairs fast as she could "He saw me like this" thought Ammi " Harry must hate me now"

Ammi did change into her evening gown and pulled her hair from its ribbon. It was long and silky and looked quite gorgeous now that it was not contained. A knock was at her door.

"I'm decent" Ammi called to her door and as the knob turned, A long black shoe stepped in, and Ammi looked into the almond eyes of Harry potter. He clutching a large package wrapped in blue sparking paper, about the size of a shoebox.

"Brought you this" He said with a grin. He handed it to her.

" I haven't arranged my gift celebration yet Mr. Potter" Ammi said informingly

"I know" He said "But you'll find it of more use to you now I believe"

Ammi smiled " Thank you Mr. Potter"

He gave a quick nonchalant nod and was off with " Call me Harry"

Ammi sat the box by her bedside and opened it gracefully. She pulled out a gorgeous pair of pink heals with crossed straps all up the ankles. She smiled and kicked off her yellow slippers to put them on. They were simply stunning on her feet. She stood up and felt , not the hard wood floor under a small, hard heal, as she expected to, but more like the sensation of gliding barefoot on a cloud. It was blissfully relaxing, Even her mind felt clearer. She smiled and pulled off the shoes. She slid on her slippers and dug through the package. She found two sparkling pink hair clips.

Just one more quick glance revealed a small golden box un wrapped with a gold bow on top. Ammi opened it and found a large lock of Harry's Hair. She screamed excitedly. " Oh yeah!" She cried. She was overjoyed.

Ammi smiled she set her gifts back in the box and lay on her bed waiting for her dress so she could show everyone the gift, the gift from Harry potter to her.