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Harry heard the cry of a baby as he opened his eyes. For a split second the sound did not register with him, but then he remembered every thing that had transpired the day before. He scurried out of his bed and ran over to hold his son, Jason.
"Shh Jason," said Harry "shh its all right."
Ona stood outside the door, as Harry rocked his son back to sleep.

She had been worried last night that Harry might not be able to calm or even hear Jason so, unbeknownst to Harry, she cast a monitoring charm on Jason, just in case Harry couldn't handle him. Standing there she listened, to see what Harry would do.

"Its okay Jason, I am here" said Harry as he cradled his son in his arms.

Harry realized that his childhood pleasures were over, though he never had many, but he somehow accepted it overnight. He had just accepted that he was a Father and that he no longer only lived for himself but for another life.

"Don't fret little one, nothing is ever going to hurt you. I will protect you always. I can't promise I'll never leave though. I have this evil wizard after me," he said poking Jason's nose lightly "but if anything happens to me, I swear you will have the best guardians ever. I will make sure that you are always happy and loved. Maybe Ron and Hermione, my best friends. They're like my brother and sister. I think they would be happy to be your godparents even if they may not want me around any more, but I promise you that we'll find your sister and we'll be a happy family." Harry sighed at the end of his heartfelt speech.

He placed Jason down who was still awake but no longer crying. Harry looked into the child's eyes and he noticed, for the first time, that Jason's crystal green eyes had specks of brown here and there. He smiled. He truly loved this little boy. Looking down at Jason, Harry wondered if his own father had given him a similar speech when he was a baby.

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"You now Ona you don't have to sit outside the door, I'll bet it's much more comfortable in here" said Harry.

The door to Harry's room opened and Ona innocently popped her head in. She smiled sheepishly and finally walked into the room.

"How long did you know I was there?" she asked.

"The whole time," said Harry with a grin.

"I knew you cast that spell last night."

"You're not angry are you, I was just worried" Ona replied.

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"Ron!" yelled Hermione rushing down the stairs.

"What is it Mione" shouted Ron from the kitchen where he was eagerly awaiting breakfast. She walked in with a big smile on her face.

"Listen Ron can you keep your eye on Chris today, I am going over to see Ara."

"Sure Hermione but why don't we come with you" answered Ron stuffing his face with toast.

"No." said Hermione immediately

"We need some girl time, Remus isn't even going to be there. Is that okay?" Hermione said cautiously.

Ron gave her a suspicious look but nodded his head yes.

Hermione bent down and gave him a kiss on his cheek and quickly left through the fire place. Ron sighed.

Something was definitely up with Hermione lately thought Ron

Hermione had been through so much Ron just hoped she knew that he was there for her.
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"Wotcher Hermione" replied Tonks as she steadied Hermione who had just stepped out of Remus' fireplace.

"Hi Tonks. What are you doing here? Is Ara here and I have-" but Hermione stopped herself before she gave it away.

Tonks just smiled

"No worries Hermione. Ara called me over to help,"

"You won't tell any one will you?" asked Hermione."I don't want any one to know until we are sure."

"Well," said Ara entering the room "you are one that I am sure of and with some practicing you will be fine and no worries neither I nor Nymph-"

"Hey!" yelled Tonks.

"Sorry Tonks I keep forgetting You loved the name when you where little." said Ara with a smirk.

"Any way we wont tell." said Tonks looking perturbed.

"Yeah," said Ara "so lets get started before Remus gets back tonight."

All three women nodded their heads and the testing and practicing began immediately. By the end of the day it was official, not even Hermione could deny it.

"You my dear" said Ara "are defiantly a metamorphagus."

"Now," said Hermione "how do I tell Ron?"

She looked at her watch.

"I need to go! I have some more research to do tonight before I go to bed. Thanks again for every thing Ara, Tonks."

"Not a problem!" Tonks said happily

"Its good to see that not all Blacks are bad. Remember we're family Hermione! Sirius was my favorite cousin, if you ever need me just send an owl." said Tonks with a wink

"Thanks Tonks that means a lot. Well better be going. Bye!" said Hermione as she left the house.
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"What are you thinking cousin?" asked Tonks to Ara.

"I was just thinking about what Hermione has been researching. I thought she had been researching about metamorphagus but if she is going back to the Burrow to research some more, I am just wondering what it could be."

"I would not worry!" said Tonks

"Hermione is smart. Whatever it is, it's probably going to be very helpful."

Ara smiled sadly,

"I seriously wish Harry and Sirius where here Tonks, I really do!"

"Don't we both Ara, don't we both." Tonks said leaving through the fire place as Remus

popped in.
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Harry sighed as he turned the water on for a hot shower. He had spent the whole morning changing diapers, feeding Jason and learning how to take care of a baby boy.

This morning has been very eventful thought Harry with a smile.

Ona had been very supportive while Hali, who was very excited about having a little cousin, sat there laughing as Harry tried to get Jason to drink from the bottle.

Harry turned off the water and wrapped a towel around him self. He dried him self off and made sure all of his concealment charms were in place before getting dressed. He walked out of the bathroom to find Hali sitting on his bed with tears in her eyes.

"Hali what's wrong" he asked sitting down next to her filled with concern.

"Your leaving tonight," she said in a whisper. " What if I never see you again Uncle Harry? What if you never come back?"

"Oh midget, I'll be back. My daughter is still here somewhere and I could never leave you for too long. I love you Hali!"

"But not as much as you love Jason, he is your son." Hali whispered.

"True" said Harry "he is my son but I love you just as much Hali. Your like a little sister and I am gonna miss you every single day."

"Really?" she asked.

"Really." replied Harry with a smile.

"Now no more crying, otherwise I wont give you the gift I made you" teased Harry.

She dried her eyes right away and smiled at him.

"Okay," he said pulling out from underneath his bed a piece of cloth.

He unwrapped it and laying inside was a pile of pocket mirrors. He picked up one that had silver on the sides with the name Hali inscribed on it and handed it to her.

"Uncle Harry what does it do?"she asked.

"Well you say my name to the mirror and then we will be able to talk, watch." he said pulling out a similar mirror that had his name inscribed on it.

"Hali" he said. She looked down at her mirror and what she saw was not her reflection but her Uncle Harry.

He waved and said bye then turned the mirror off.

"Wow" she said.

"Yup" he said with a smile.

"My godfather gave me the idea. If you ever need me, you can always call me." She smiled and hugged him.

"Now come on lets find your mum and my son."

She hopped off Harry's bed and, taking his hand, they started down to the dinning hall for lunch.
Arriving they found the royal family all seated waiting for them. Jason was being held by the Queen who reminded Harry to much of Mrs. Weasley though she didn't have red hair.
They took their seats as lunch was served. As time rolled by the mood became sober, with the thought of Harry's departure.

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"Well," said Harry standing outside holding on to Jason with Hedwig on his shoulder. "I guess it's time for me to get going."

He gave hugs to the women and shook hands with the men. When he came to Ona he hugged her long and hard.

"Ona you have been the best. Thank you so much. I will always think of you as a sister."

"This is not good bye! We will see each other soon and you never now I might even come visit your world." replied Ona

Harry laughed. He knew Ona would never come to his world, she liked her more serene world.
He gave one more big hug to Hali.

"You make sure your daddy and grandpa find my daughter, okay midget?" he said to her.

"Okay Uncle Harry! I'll talk to you later."

He smiled and walked to the King.

"Thank you again sir, for your kindness and hospitality." said Harry.

"Any time Harry, you are a son to me my boy! We will meet again soon. Now take this. Just say Griffin Manor and it will take you to your new home. If you ever need to come back just say 'Take Me Home' or your Phoenix can bring you here." when the king finished explaining he gave Harry a clear crystal on a silver chain. Harry put it on his neck.

"Thank you all again!" he said, tightening his grip on Jason, he continued.

"Please find my daughter! Hali knows how to get in touch with me" Harry said to Hayden. The young prince nodded and gave Harry a brotherly hug.

"Well I guess I'd best be going. Good-bye for now and thank you!"

And with that Harry yelled Griffin Manor and in a bright light he was gone.
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"Hermione can you please tell me what is going on" Ron begged his girlfriend later that night after she returned from Ara's.

Hermione sighed.

"I can't tell you everything Ron. You just have to trust me though, please."

Ron looked in to Hermione's chocolate brown eyes.

"Wait a minute! Hermione what is wrong with your eyes!" he asked, somewhat horrified.

"What do you mean Ron? Nothing is wrong with my eyes! I can see just fine." she answered back.

"No," he said "your eyes, they're not their normal color, Hermione your eyes are blue."

She was worried for a moment but she knew she'd have to tell him now.

"Well Ron, I was not sure how to tell you this but, well, I am a metamorphagus"
Ron, not stopping himself shouted at Hermione angrily.

"Bloody hell, how!"

"Ron, please don't be mad! I spoke to Ara and there's this trait that the Black women inherit and I seemed to have inherited it. I just never knew. That's why I went to see Aunt Ara. She had Tonks over and they both helped me learn how to control it."

Ron was speechless for a moment

"Ron please I-"

But she was cut off by Ron who put his pointer finger to her lips.

"Hermione," he said "listen, I understand o-okay? I'm actually really happy for you! Imagine all the things you can do. You could probably even disguise yourself as Professor McGonagal and sneak into the restricted section of the library!" he finished with a smile.

"So your not mad?" Hermione asked trying to hide her own smile.

"Not at all, but I wish you'd tell me why your nose is in those books all the time. Were you looking to see if you where a metamorphagus?" he asked.

"No," she said "and I am sorry Ron but I can't tell you what I am looking for, but just trust me if it works it will make a lot of people really happy."

"Yourself included?" he asked.

"Yes" she said.

"Now I need to get to bed. I love you Ron and thanks." and with a kiss of the cheek she left the room.
Ron sighed.

"I swear" he said looking around aimlessly, then looking to the ceiling "you better get back here soon Harry, I think she's gonna crack."

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With a blinding light Harry, Jason, and Hedwig all disappeared only to reappear in a dimly lit stair well. Looking around quickly Harry noticed there was nothing but stairs.

"Well Hedwig, where do you reckon we go? Up or down?" Harry asked his phoenix.

"The King told us to go down Harry." she replied carefully.

Harry was afraid she would say that. He was still uncomfortable in dark small places.

With his free hand he fostered the development of a ball of light that kept up with them on there way down. Jason found this ball of light very exciting and kept trying to reach for it.

This caused a problem for Harry. He was worried because if Jason were to touch the light he would get burnt. Harry's worry caused him to swing in several different directions thus pissing Hedwig off.

"Sorry girl but I don't want Jason to get burnt" Harry said pleadingly to Hedwig.

She just shook her feathers, she was not really mad. She accepted Jason as much as Harry did.
"So," said Harry out loud "do you think we ever find where these stairs stop?"

The echo of his shout made Hedwig's ears ring.

"I mean the King could have told us how long it would take, or what is at the end of these stairs!" This time Harry got a bit quieter and Hedwig a bit calmer

"Or better yet, he could have told me we'd wind up walking down a flight of stairs in the first place." Hedwig listened to Harry's whining, but didn't really pay all that much attention.
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Ron was laying in bed thinking about the day to come which was to be Harry's 16th birthday.

His mum would be throwing a party in honor of Harry's birthday. She refuses to believe that Harry wouldn't be returning and therefore, wanted to make his 16th birthday a celebration, even though he could not be there.

Ron himself was starting to have doubts though. Where the bloody hell is my best friend! Ron thought violently. Ron never really realized until this summer how much he would miss Harry.

"Damn!" he swore out loud "Please, any god out there willing to listen, will you please bring Harry back? I promise I'll never fight with him, especially over stupid things. Just please bring my friend--no--my brother back home." With that said, Ron fell asleep.
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"Remus are you coming to bed?" asked Ara.

Remus walked into the bedroom and slipped under the sheets next to his love, who snuggled up next to him.

"Love, what's wrong?" asked Remus.

She sighed.

"I'm just losing hope Remus. It's almost been a month without word, not even a small clue as to were Harry could be. I just want him to be back and safe Moony!" Ara remorsefully said.

"Never lose hope Ara, especially in Harry." his voice was strong, as if, he really DID believe in Harry

"Even the darkest clouds have a silver lining Ara. Where-ever he is he will be back. He is Lily and James Potter's son and your brother's Godson. What he didn't inherit from his parents, he learned from Sirius. He will find a way back. Just don't lose hope right now. You always need hope" finished Remus. He leaned over and kissed her.

"He will be back love, I'm sure of it." he said as he kissed her forehead and looked out the window like he expected Harry to come flying in.
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Hermione sat down at Ginny's window and looked over to the bed her friend was sleeping in. From Hermione's point of view, Ginny was fast asleep.

Hermione could not help but sit by the window and cry. She missed Harry and her parents.

But most of all she missed the boy who stuck his wand up a trolls nose to save her.

She missed the one person who would do anything, even if it cost him his life, to help someone.

She thought to herself:

Why did bad things always happen to him? Why couldn't Harry just have it easy for once in his life?

She missed him more than any one else. She loved her parents, there was no denying it, but Harry was not only her friend or cousin but her brother as well. She just prayed to whoever would listen that Harry was safe and would be returning soon.
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"Fred!" yelled George.

"Yes dear brother of mine?" replied Fred devilishly.

"Mum just called to remind us about the celebration for Harry's birthday. I've gotten myself into thinking,"

"Which is never a good sign brother." interrupted Fred.

"Yes well," said George "I've gotten myself into thinking, even though Harry's not here, I wondered what we'd get him as a gift. And I thought of the perfect thing! Though it will require the old gang and maybe some new members."

" You have now caught my interest please continue." said Fred intrigued.

"Well," said George "I thinking a little pay back on the Dursley's would be perfect"

George then preceded to whisper some things into his brothers ear. After Fred yelled out,

"Brother you're a genius!"
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It was late at night at the Burrow. Hermione was a fast asleep, little Chris had taken up residency in Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's room. Hermione could never get Chris to sleep and Mrs. Weasley was more than happy to take care of him.

Actually Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had become Chris' legal guardians seeing as Hermione was too young to claim Chris as her own. Remus was not allowed, due to his condition and Ara had come too late. Every one was happy with the arrangement though.
At this time of night, while most in the household were asleep, one girl was wide awake. This being Ginny Weasley.

She had waited until Hermione had settled down and gone to sleep until she, herself, got up. She sat upright in her bed and sighed.

She, like every one else, missed Harry but for reasons she would never admit to any one.

For she loved Harry. Not as a friend or as a brother but much more.

She loved him but the sad fact of the matter, was that he would never love her in the same way.

After all, she was only Ron's little sister.

She gave up on her crush, but her undying, undescribably love for Harry Potter would never cease to exist, never, with all of the love she had for him. So she stayed quiet.

She would live with just being Harry's friend and would try to move on though her heart would always ache- ache for something she felt she could never have.

Ginny sighed and under her breath she whispered "Come home Harry, we all need you, I need you, my friend and my hero."

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"Finally!" shouted Harry waking up both Hedwig and Jason who had fallen asleep on the way down. They stood in front of a big old metal door. The only thing that proved it was in fact a door and not a wall was it's handle.

It was green and coiled, shaped like a snake but only it looked to be metal.

"Now," said Harry "how do we get in?"

After trying several very complicated and powerful spells on the door; which just bounced back, Hedwig cam up with something.

"I have an idea!"

"And what, my dear phoenix, would that be?" replied Harry.

"Well, why not try speaking to the snake with that gift of yours?" she said.

Harry thought for a second and then looked at the snake.

Why not give it a try he thought.

"Excuse me," said Harry in parseltongue . The snakes eyes opened and blinked a couple of times.

"Who dares to disturb my slumber?" said the once inanimate object.

"Well," said Harry "I am Harry Potter and I am looking for Griffin Manor, seeing as it is an ancestral home of mine and--" but before he could continue his rambling the snake interrupted him

"You are the one he awaits for, I will allow you passage, soon to be master."

Harry was confused, but for polite-ness' sake he replied.

"Umm...err...thank you."

He was bit nervous to find what awaited him on the other side. When the conversation ended and Hedwig bragged about how she was right, the door opened. Taking a deep breath and tightening a protective grasp on his son, Harry entered the dark room. As soon as he entered the door slammed shut.

"Well that's interesting." said Hedwig to Harry.

Harry just nodded and went to set a spell for the ball of light again but before he could the room lit up by its self almost blinding him.

Looking around Harry noticed he was in a large room that seemed to be divided into sections.

There was a potions lab in one section, and a couple of shelves stacked with hundreds of books in another section. The place was old but it seemed comfortable.

"Hello" said a strong man's voice.

Raising his wand ready to attack Harry turned around but to his surprise and discomfort there was no one there.

"Hello?" said Harry "Who's there?"

"Over here by the couch." said the voice.

Harry located the couch and where the voice was coming from. It was not coming from a person per say but a painting of, none other than, Godric Gryffindor.

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Ginny woke up with a big yawn. She sighed. Today was Harry's 16th birthday and still he was not back. "What was taking the adults so long to find him thought Ginny. Why couldn't Dumbeldore find him? He is the greatest wizard to ever exist in most people's opinions, why could he not find Harry Potter." "Why" she asked her self rolling over trying to fall back into the peaceful sleep she had just arisen from.

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"Moody, any word yet?" asked Dumbledore to his old friend. "Nothing Dumbledore, absolutely nothing. We can not find the boy at all. Its like he never existed. Every tracking spell we use does not work. We've used the best trackers we can find and still we can't come up with anything " replied Moody to the Headmaster.

Dumbeldore sighed heavily."Well," began the headmaster but was cut off as a glass case in the room, that held Godric Gryffindor's sword shone brightly and started to shake till the glass broke. The sword hovered in the air for a few seconds until it was gone, to where only one could guess.

"Bloody hell" shouted Moody, never in all his years seeing anything like that before. The Headmaster sat back in his chair.

"Continue the search for him Moody, he is some where and we will find him" said Dumbledore, and with that dismissing Moody. Leaving the room Moody still pondered on where that sword disappeared to.

The Headmaster sat in his chair, his eyes twinkling madly as the wrinkles on his face relaxed. "Maybe" he thought "just maybe things would soon be looking up."

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"There is no time right now to explain," said Godric Gryffindor "just do as I say".

Harry nodded dumbfounded. "Alright place the child down, good.. Now raise your right hand and claim your birthright young one" finished the portrait.

Harry feeling quite dumb raised his right hand and words seemed just to pop into his mind as he yelled out with as much feeling as he could muster up,

"I am Harry James Potter Heir of Godric Gryffindor."

A bright light surrounded his hand when suddenly a long brilliant silver sword appeared there. Looking at it, Harry quickly noticed it was none other then Godric Gryffindor's sword, the sword he had pulled out of the sorting hat in his second year.

When the light disappeared he lowered his arm. The sword felt so right in his hand like it was made for him. He took a few swings with it and noticed the graceful swiped it made in the air. He definitely liked this sword.

"Like it" said Godric. Harry nodded. " Good sword that is, took a dam long time for me to make it to, use it well." continued Godric.

Harry placing the sword at his side asked "Mr. Gryffindor, sir um what's going on and why am I here I thought I was to be at Griffin manor."

The man in the portrait just laughed, a full hearty laugh. "Ah Harry, that is what you said your name, am I correct. Well please call me Godric we are family after all. And of course you are at Griffin manor. This was my home when I was alive that is."rambled on Godric.

Now Harry, especially over the last few months usually prided him self on understanding what most would find confusing. But now Harry found himself quite confused.

"Why," Harry blurted out "did I have to speak Parseltongue to get in here then, I thought that was Salazar Slytherin's gift. I thought you two hated each other?"

Godric looked a bit angry. "I swear" he yelled " are people idiots, they never get history correct do they" he finished with a sigh. "You see Harry me and Salazar did have a fight and he did leave the school for a while, that is until the school and the students both muggle born and not where in danger. Well Sal came right on back and we fought side by side, protected our school and stayed good friends until we both passed away" Godric said a bit sadly. "So as I said" continued Godric " Salazar and I where good friends, I remember Helga referring to us as brothers quite often. So when I got older and built my self this house which you will learn of soon enough, I asked him to help build me this chamber. He taught me a little Parseltongue so I could set it to be the password" he said finishing.

Harry looked at Godric with sheer wonderment. How could it be he thought that history it self was wrong. While a second thought popped it to his head. Wait till Hermione hears Hogwarts a history is wrong.

"Now listen" said Godric "you and I have a lot to discuss I would like to do it tonight. So get comfy on the couch and tell me your tale." "Well" said Harry " my tale is not all happy but I will tell you."

And that is what Harry did. He told Godric every thing, though he later found out that even if he wanted to lie he could not for there where charms on the room to make one be truthful. So in to the late hours Harry told his story. He told of his parents death, the first 10 years of his life at the Dursley's, he told of his adventured at Hogwarts, how Cedric had dyed as well as even how Sirius died. He was even able to tell Godric what his uncle had done to him. This had outraged Godric to the point of no return. Harry then finished with how he found Jason his son.

"Well" said Godric fully amazed by Harry's life " there is only one more thing for the night, then I think you and your son should get to bed." Harry nodded. Alright please take my- I guess I should say your sword. Please tap it to my portrait. There now be careful not to cut me. Good. Now repeat after me,

"Casa dei miei antenati me sente parla. Sono venuto pretendere ciò che è il mio. Rispondere a alla mia chiamata oh il grande luogo di miei padri. Sono qui su tenere il naem di famiglia, l'onore di famiglia sente la mia chiamata. Dare me ciò che è avuto bisogno di."

(Harry said this slowly, repeating each line after Godric)

A feeling of warmth and comfort filled Harry. Closing his eyes he embraced the feeling. When the warmth was gone. Harry felt different. He felt the castle. Like he was apart of it. He felt the rooms above him, he felt the kitchen and the fireplaces he even felt the quiditch pitch out side. He opened his eyes, Godric smiled at him.

"Go and rest Harry, I think you can figure out where your room is." With a smile Harry scooped Jason up in his arms, forcing the child in to giggles. Hedwig gave a swish of her wings and was on Harry's shoulder. Harry opened the door , looking to what he saw to only be about 10 stairs he looked back to Godric with a boggling look.

"Its charmed. Only the master of the house can get down here with out having to climb down so many stairs unless the person is with the master of this place or is given permission. A little safety feature" replied Godric to Harry. Harry just shuck his head , the door closing be hind him.

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Godric sighed he had more respect for that boy then any one else he had ever met. He himself had been hanging on the wall for about one-thousand years to meet his heir. And the boy, no the man he just met was not what he was expecting. But no, Harry would do just fine. That boy had more love in him than any one he had ever met. And after hearing about this Voldemort character, the boy was going to need it.

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Harry smiled as he enter the master bed room. The room was fairly large, almost as big as the Gryffindor common room. Inside the room was a four post bed a dresser and a desk. There where 3 doors as well. One lead to a closet, another lead to a private bathroom (which had not only the biggest bathtub Harry had ever seen but a totally separate area for a shower) and then another smaller room with a crib and changing table. Harry smiled he figured the house had sense what he had needed and had provided it.

After finally getting Jason to bed Harry collapsed on to his own. The day had been a busy one and he knew he had busier ones to face. With a sigh he said good night to Hedwig, who had perched her self on Harry's desk. He then fell in to a sum what peaceful sleep, not evening realizing that for the last hour he had been 16.

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Getting out of bed had seemed quit hard. Ginny was really not in the mood for the party her mother had set up, or in the mood to see people try to be happy and cheery while on the inside breaking. There was a tap on her window, she looked over, it was Forge her brother Fred's owl.

Looking at the clock Ginny noticed it was 4 :30 in the bloody morning, why would he be sending her an owl so early. Climbing out of bed being carful not to wake Hermione she opened the window. The owl flew right to her, dropped the letter and left. Ginny picked up the paper. And after examining it for any pranks that could pop out she opened it.

To our dearest little sister,

If you have not guessed it is I your great brother Fred writing to you. Our dear brother George has come up with a great idea and we would love for you to be apart of it. If you have any interest what's so ever please floo over to the store as soon as you are done reading.

Love you devious brother

Fred

p.s-George says I should tell you that this has to do with getting back at the Dursleys and if you think dear Ronnikins and Hermione would be interested please bring them along.

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