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Harry Potter and the Spells of Secrets
By Benjamin
Chapter 2: Empty Surprise
Harry looked at the locket's picture confused until it turned into Ron a minute later. "Well looks like she doesn't like me. Oh, well…" Harry thought.
Harry wondered if the locket showed pictures of the people living he cared about as it showed pictures of the Ginny Weasley, Weasleys, Rubeus Hagrid, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, and Dumbledore next. He considered Luna and Neville close friends now, but not best friends yet.
They risked their lives to "rescue" Sirius with him and almost died that year. Harry felt responsible for everything that happened that June.
"Wonder what this does?" Harry muttered aloud to himself.
Soon Harry noticed a letter of explanation. He unfolded and read in Hermione's neat handwriting:
Dear Harry,
This is a Vlocket or Viewing locket. You can speak to anyone who has a Vlocket linked to yours by saying their name. The people's Vlocket your Vlocket is linked to are the people flashing by (I know your not dumb just saying it).
Before Harry read the parentheses he was thinking, "Don't state the obvious Hermione. Of course, I figured it out."
The letter went on: I sent them the locket as part of your present. I bought in a pretty pricey pack and especially to get them engraved, so you better get me something good for my birthday! Oops, gotta go Vik wants to teach me how to ski. – Hermione Granger
Harry thought his present was absolutely brilliant. He thought better than to "call" Hermione. "She's probably too busy with Viiiiiiikky-ee. I'm starting to sound like Ron. Does Ron like Hermione! How can he I …"
But Harry decided not to finish that thought even though it was eating at him like crazy. He didn't want to think the thing he was thinking, Hermione was just a friend.
Suddenly Harry remembered something. "I have to reply to Ron. Uh-Oh, Hedwig is sleeping and Pig's gone. What am I gonna do? Duh…the Vlockets."
Harry decided to "call" Ron. "Ron! Ron!" Harry exclaimed after opening the golden Vlocket.
Ron's face appeared revealing his chestnut brown eyes and flaming red hair. He had many freckles and said, "Hey mate. Hermione's birthday present for you was wicked."
Harry replied, "Her present was really brilliant. So, how are you?"
"I'm fine. Can you come over?" Ron asked.
"Are you stupid?" Harry joked. "Bloody hell, I can come. The Dursleys are thrilled. Even if the Dursleys said no your dad could come. They want me gone"
"Oh yeah Harry. My present is way better than Hermione's. It's getting my dad to pick you up and letting you stay. HaHaHaHaHa!" Ron laughed and kidded.
"Bye then," Harry said thinking, "With this if I live to next summer it'll be wicked!"
"Seeya Harry!" Ron finished.
That night Harry laid in bed thinking. "Could I like Hermione? But we've been friends all these years. Hermione and I did go back in time together didn't we and I didn't worry then. She was with Viktor in 4th year and wrote to him in 5th so why am I starting to have weird feelings about her now? Is it hormones or because she put a love potion in my goblet?" Harry made a weak smile and forced a laugh about the thought. "Now I know why! Maybe it's because Cho is going out with that Michael Corner and I don't have any feelings for her? My heart must be looking to the next girl I talked to. Maybe…"
After 1 hour of thinking and sorting out his feelings Harry woke up from a dream of Voldemort, as 16, siking (sp) a basilisk on Moaning Myrtle. Harry's scar was hurting as he woke up. He put his hand over it.
He had been practicing Occulmency so no one would get hurt because of his foolishness again. Tonight he had forgotten to clear his mind and feelings because he was to busy thing of Hermione and going to Ron's.
This was one of Harry's first looks into Voldemort's mind since last June. Harry couldn't believe how stupid he was. Luckily it was just a memory and not a lie that might be the truth. Harry thought, "Oh well I have the Vlockets so I could check. Too bad I didn't use the mirror or have the Vlockets last June…"
The next days went by in no time. Be fore Harry knew it, it was 8 PM and he was 16 years old.
Mr. Weasley apparated right into Harry's room while he was polishing his Firebolt and putting on the compass he got from his Broom Servicing Kit from Hermione.
"Hello, Harry ready to go?" Ron's dad asked.
"Sure!" exclaimed Harry.
Mr. Weasley said, "Let me inform your aunt and uncle."
It was an hour before Mr. Weasley came back and Harry knew why. It was because Mr. Weasley loved muggles and their objects and probably bombarded the Dursleys with questions.
"Let's go," Mr. Weasley said and lightened Harry's stuff. Then, he tapped his wand on Harry, the trunk, broom, and himself so the Disillusionment Charm made them invisible.
Soon they flew out of Harry's window and into the air with Harry's stuff tied on. They flew into the air and went the wrong way from how Fred, George, Harry, and Ron had flown to the Burrow. Harry mentioned this.
"It's okay Harry. We're going a less discreet and longer way. You and the boys weren't that careful last time."
Harry thought, "This could be a Death Eater in disguise! We flew in a loud car without invisibility the short way and weren't seen. And it was closer to sunrise! Maybe it's Mr. Weasley under the Imperius Curse. He could take me straight to Voldemort. Better get my wand." And with that he pulled his wand out the trunk sneakily so "Mr. Weasley" didn't notice.
It turned out he didn't need his wand because they ended up at the burrow. Mr. Weasley unexpectedly bellowed, "RED ROBIN AND BLACK CROW"
When they landed in front of the house the lights were out. Mr. Weasley made them visible again. Harry was worried. He checked his watch said 10:11PM. They couldn't have gone to bed this early when the Weasleys knew he was coming. Something must have happened to them. Harry's heart was racing. What if "Mr. Weasley" had them take the long way to hurt the Weasleys and then get Harry? "I have to make sure. I want the Weasleys to be safe. I hope they are. If they aren't this guy won't be happy."
Harry moved fast. He pushed down the alleged Mr. Weasley and pulled out his wand. Harry pointed it right at his back where his heart should be. "Where are the Weasleys? Are they okay? If they aren't you'll be cursed so bad you won't know your name. What is it so I can tell the ministry?" questioned Harry.
"The Weasleys are in the house and one is in front of you. As far as I can tell they're fine. My name is Arthur Weasley. Harry trust me, please."
"Fine," Harry said, "but you carry the stuff and stay in front."
Mr. Weasley did as instructed. The stuff was lightened so he had no problem opening the door. He walked in and moved to a corner.
Mr. Weasley coughed. The lights went on as soon as the cough was heard. Harry saw tons of his friends and they all shouted with happiness and enthusiasm,
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY"
Harry was relieved everyone was okay. He saw a happy birthday banner baring the legend, "Happy Birthday Harry Pothead." It showed Harry's head revolving with the top looking like a cauldron. He knew Fred and George had to of made the sign.
The party had a giant chocolate cake with white icing that said "Happy Birthday Harry" in green. There was pizza of over 11 types, rich and creamy mashed potatoes, mouth-watering steak, tasteful pork chops, perfect hot dogs, delicious hamburgers, fresh salad, cold ice cream, and any food you'd love.
There was exploding snap, Bernie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Chocolate Frogs, and Fizzing Whizbees. There were more candies there than Harry had ever seen.
Fred and George were allowed Fire Whisky because they were 18, but the other kids only were allowed soda, Pumpkin Juice, Butterbeer, water, and other non-alcoholic drinks much to the displeasure of Ron ("But I'm 16," he pleaded).
Harry was offered Fire Whisky because it was his birthday, so he gave it to Ron when no one was looking. Ron gave Harry plenty of gratitude, but ended up not liking the taste too much.
Harry saw Hagrid, the Weasleys, Dobby, Dumbledore, Luna, Neville, Dean Thomas, the Order, Seamus Finnegan, Parvati and Padma Patil, Lavender Brown, Oliver Wood, the Creevey brothers, and plenty of the Gryffindor House, but not the person he was hoping to see. Everything was perfect, but he couldn't find Hermione.
"Figures," Harry thought. "She likes Krum way more then my first ever birthday party since I was one. I won't even bother to 'call' her."
By the end of the party Harry found out that they took the long way because some people hadn't arrived and preparations needed to be made. What Mr. Weasley shouted was a warning that told their hair color. Everyone had a big laugh about how Harry attacked Mr. Weasley. Harry felt a little empty because Hermione wasn't there.