Disclaimer: ((sad dreadful music)) I hate to be the one to inform you, but I am not the owner of our beloved Harry Potter Series. ((Happy Music)) I do, however, own the plot.
A/N: Okay, first off I would like to thank all of you lovely reviewers because you seriously are the best. I love you all. Second, I would like to apologize for not updating sooner so I wish to say I am sorry 225, 600 times.
Any way, I was reading Luna's Year, and that took a while, so that is why I did not update.
Please review-Cole
Harry awoke three weeks later to the shrill screams of Mrs. Weasley. She was ranting about cake to someone or other, and Harry had a distinct feeling that it was either Lupin or Bill, mainly because the rant was only half hearted and Lupin and Bill were her two favorites. Harry turned over and looked at his magic alarm clock, 10:00 was blindly blinking at him, he was now fully awake.
Harry got up and stretched, then he went to get into the shower. After getting dressed in jeans and a black shirt, he went down stairs for breakfast. Of course, him being Harry, this was the exact thing he wasn't supposed to do.
"Harry" Luna screeched, trying to close the kitchen door quickly"W-what are you doing here"
"Um...I was going to eat breakfast..." Harry replied, confused as to why Luna didn't want him in the kitchen.
"Oh" Luna sighed"Ok, um...why don't we go and have breakfast on the balcony. I'll have Dobby bring up some eggs and bacon."
"Is this for my birthday" Harry asked. Something was up and he wanted to make sure everything was okay"I mean nothing's wrong is it"
"Huh" Luna asked, amazed that Harry would think something was wrong"NO! They're just finishing the decorations for your birthday, and I was told to distract you."
"Oh, er, ok" Harry agreed, and they made their way to the balcony. They spent the morning talking and reading, just passing the time until Harry's party, which didn't officially start until three. Hermione, Ron, Fred, and Bill were all ariving at twelve, along with Mrs. Weasley, Fleur, and Angelina. Susan. Neville, Mandy, Dean, Lavender , Roger Davies, Alicia, Lee, Parvarti, Terry Boot, and most of the younger members of the DA were attending, but they weren't due to arrive until the party actually began.
At twelve o' clock, Luna left Harry in the care of Ron and Bill while she, Fleur, Hermione, Fred, Remus, Tonks, Hestia, Kingsley, and Molly finished the party decorations. Ron, Bill, and Harry apparated over to the Leaky Cauldron for lunch, and by the time they got back, it was already two thirty, the guests would be arriving shortly.
"Oh good" Hermione said as Bill and Harry walked into the kitchen, which was now completely cleared so Harry's suprise would not be ruined"I was afraid Bill and Ron were going to make you late for your own party."
"I'm appauled you would think such a thing" Bill replied in a mock-hurt voice.
"Yes, well, your mother told me you were a bit late for everything" Hermione explained.
"And I was so happy zu agree vit her" Fleur called out from the kitchen. Fleur Delacour was a half Veela who was born and raised in France. She moved to England after her seventh year, and her and Bill quickly became very close. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, Fleur had kept her accent, even though she spoke close to perfect English.
"Oh, so now the whole female race is ganging up on me" Bill asked. He remembered when he would ask this question before Ginny died. Unbeknownst to everyone else, Bill was Ginny's favorite brother, not Ron. Whenever Bill would ask that question, Ginny would pop her head in and say"I still love you." Ginny's not coming, Bill thought, his eyes misting over. He gave the group a small smile before going into the livingroom to help Fred.
"I wonder what's up with him" Luna stated.
"I don't know" Ron replied, concern and confusion in his voice. Harry simply shrugged as did Hermione.
A little later the bell rang and in walked Neville, Mandy, and Dean. As Dean entered, Keira gave him a soft peck on the cheek, shocking most of the onlookers. Keira hadn't told anyone about Dean, she didn't want them to hate her because she had fallen for Dean a mere month after Blaise had died. Don't get her wrong, she had felt something for Blaise, and Dean wasn't just some rebound guy. Her love for Dean was real. She never thought you could fall in love in a week, but she had.
"Well" Draco joked"that was unexpected."
"Yes" Hermione agreed"It was."
"Hold on" Harry said in a mock-worried voice"Did Hermione just agree with Malfoy"
"Oh my gods" Ron screeched in a terrified voice"The Apocalypse"
"You're right," Luna agreed, "Hell's frozen over!"
"Nooo" Neville screeched"It can not be, Who are you and what have you done with Hermione"
"Haha" Hermione said sarcastically"You guys are so funny."
"We know" Harry laughed. Then the nine of them went into the Drawing Room. Harry's jaw hit the ground and stayed that way for a few moments. "Uh, wow!" He said. The Drawing Room was wonderful. It had a Quidditch theme. There were three broomsticks in the center of the room floating by themselves, and some snitches flying around the perimeter room. There was a refreshment table at the far end of the room decorated with Puddlemere United and the Chudley Cannons propaganda. The whole middle of the room was decked out as a dancing room, and a stereo was in the far right corner.
"Do you like it?" Hermione asked innocently.
"No," Harry replied with a straight face, "I hate it. It's pathetic, I can't believe someone as smart as you could make this room so ugly."
"Oh, er, I.." Hermione started, this was certainly not the reaction she had expected.
"I'm kidding 'Mione," Harry cut in, laughing, "Relax!" Hermione smacked him in the back of the head, causing him to grab the area she had smacked and configure some ice.
"Oh, did I hurt you?" Hermione asked with mock concern as she doubled over in fits of giggles. Luna also found this funny, and she too, was laughing.
"No," Harry replied indignantly.
"Whatever you say," Hermione sighed as she calmed herself. Luna was also attempting to calm down, but she was failing miserably.
"Any way" Mandy cut in"I think we should get dinner ready, the rest of the crew should be getting here soon."
"She's right" Keira agreed"C'mon Mione, Luna, we should go get ready."
"Okay" Luna replied, she grabbed on to Hermione's arm and the two of them entered the kitchen. Mandy decided that she wanted to help out too. This meant that the boys were left alone, and the talk soon turned to Keira and Dean's little kiss.
At three o' clock the guests had arrived, at five they had eaten dinner, and now, at seven, they were all dancing or talking or just down right partying. Luna and Harry were off in the corner talking with Ron and Hermione about the recent ex-Deatheaters sitings. Hermione was just in the middle of her rant on how they could be memory-charmed so they would not remember Voldemort, when Neville came over and begged them to change the subject. Luna looked up to him and smiled her dazzleing smile and said"Of course, Neville, Hermione, why don't you tell us about that wonderful program of yours, SPEW I belive it is"
"Oh" Hermione stuttered, no one actually took any interest in the program besides her and Luna"Of course." This led to an hour discussion between Hermione, Harry, and Luna about House-Elfs and their rights, seeing as Ron and Neville had gone to eat.
At midnight, most of the guests were beginning to leave. Harry and Luna were sharing the last dance which, coincidentally, was "Saved the Last Dance" while Hermione and the rest of the people staying over night began to clean up.
Harry had opened his presents a bit earlier, and although he loved most of his presents, espescially the books he needed for Auror training, which he got from Moody, Tonks, Remus, and Hermione, and the Quidditch set Neville and Ron had bought him, he loved Luna's present the most. She had got him a stuffed Stag for his father, an ever-living lily, for his mom, a stuffed dog, in remembrance of Sirius, a stuffed Werewolf, for Lupin, a stuffed Crumplehorned Snorkack with a moon on its back, for Luna, a stuffed otter, for Hermione, a stuffed coyote, for Ron, a stuffed fox, to remember Ginny, a stuffed ferret, for Draco, and a stuffed dog for Neville. She had also made him a stuffed stag with a lily on its back and a scar on its forhead so it resembled Harry. Harry was brought close to tears when he opened Luna's presents.
Harry burried his face in Luna's long dirty blonde hair and whispered"I love you, my moon princess."
"I love you too" Luna replied. They danced like that for a bit longer, but then the song ended and they were bought back to reality. Harry smiled to himself as he walked up the steps to his bedroom, that truly was his best birthday ever.
