Chapter five: The best birthday
Harry stood, glued to the spot. He stood at the bottom of the stairs staring at the people in front of him. There were all the order members, even Mad Eye Moody, who was checking the balloons for jinxes. There were tables all over filled with butterbeer, cakes, sandwiches, pumpkin juice, pies of all sorts, and a gigantic jar of Bertie Bot's every flavored Beans in which Moody was now checking for poison. There were balloons all over the place a magic banner with Harry's picture on it and words saying "Happy Birthday" racing around it.
"Well Harry dig in, we know you've never had a birthday party and we thought we should give you one," said Lupin grinning broadly.
"I don't know what to say," he muttered
"You just said something, now come on and we'll set of some fireworks.
"You will not, Fredrick Weasley."
"I'm not Fred I'm George," said Fred. After that, Harry had the best birthday ever. The plates kept refilling themselves and Harry must have eaten twice his body weight in cakes. Harry received Defense books from Lupin, a whole new set of broom supplies from Hermione, a never-ending bottle of butterbeer from Ron, more sweets from the Weasleys, a sneakscope from Mad Eye, all of his school supplies from Tonks, a very suspicious cauldron from Mundungus, a huge supply of products from Fred and George's store and since teachers weren't allowed to give presents McGonagall and Dumbledore paid for the decorations. When Harry was talking to Lupin about the finer points of his patronus, Fred shot of some fireworks and even Mrs. Weasley marveled at the beauty of it.
It truly was the best birthday Harry ever had by far. He was with all his friends, he had a party in his recognition, and he was away from the Dursleys for a little less than a year. The only problem was that Sirius wasn't there to share it with him. Harry took a time out and went to the bathroom so he could be alone. He sat in the bathroom and prayed, aloud, to Sirius. "I miss you Sirius. I'm not sure how I'm going to get thru this without you, but I will. If it's the last thing I ever do, I'll avenge you and my parents. I hope that you are with them again, and that you are in a better place. Your spirit lives on in me and we are going to make sure that Voldemort and Bellatrix get what they deserve. I hope you're happy wherever you are Sirius and I'll see you on the other side. Bye," Harry finished and went back to the party. When he got back, Dumbledore pulled him aside.
"Harry can I talk to you?"
"Sure," Harry said.
"Harry I know it's your birthday but we have to go thru Sirius' will tonight."
"Why tonight, why not tomorrow?" he asked, not sure that he'd be able to take this on any night.
Because, Harry, all of the people on his list aren't going to be here at one time until next summer."
"Ok, when," Harry said reluctantly.
"No time like the present," was Dumbledore's reply.
"Ok." Dumbledore called everyone into the kitchen and took out a roll of parchment and began to read;
"If you are reading this now it means that I have passed on. Hopefully locked in battle, because that's the way I would want it. The following is my will and I hope to see you all in heaven.
Harry Potter, my best friend and Godson— my entire Gringotts vault. (approximately 7, 000 galleons) and Buckbeak
Nymphadora Tonks, my cousin— the key to the family vault.
Remus Lupin, the best man I know— Number 12 Grimmauld Place
These are the few possessions that I have sadly and if I had more all of you reading this would have gotten something. So that's it and may I rest in peace." Dumbledore finished and Mrs. Weasley and Hermione were in tears. Harry was trying to fight back his own tears while trying to look like nothing had happened. Dumbledore looked up and for the first time ever Harry saw a tear come from his eye. If Albus Dumbledore was okay with crying then Harry wasn't going to hold back anymore. Tears streamed from his eyes as he remembered his Godfather. No, he was more than that. He was the father figure that Harry had needed his whole life. He was one of his best friends in the world. He stood by his parents and would have given his life for them and Harry. He was the best man Harry knew and now he was gone. Gone forever, and it all traced back to one man. One sick creature that shattered lives of so many for no reason whatsoever. Harry knew then and there that Voldemort would not defeat him. Even if they didn't find this heir he was going to finish Voldemort off for good. Not for him. Not for fame. But for all the people that he had affected with his tyranny. "I will kill Lord Voldemort," he said aloud.
After a few minutes of an awkward silence Mrs. Weasley insisted that they all go to bed. So Harry, Ron, Hermione, Luna, and Ginny went up to Ron and Harry's room for some last minute conversation before bed without breathing a word to each other until they got there. When they did arrive Hermione was the first to speak;
"Harry I'm going to help you get him if it means giving my life." A murmur of agreement rang thru the room and Harry felt so lucky to have friends this loyal and caring but he wasn't going to let them give their life for him.
"No. Don't do that. I already put you guys in enough trouble last year for no reason and I almost lost all of you. So no I can't—
"Oh give it a rest mate," said Ron, "After all we've been thru together you think that we would just leave you like this when the world's most deadly force is after you? Hell no."
"Ok said," said Harry "but I warned you." Luna snorted.
"Oh Harry, I just met you last year and I put my life on the line to help you. You warned us a little too late. You don't share an adventure like that with people and forget about it. You're one of my best friends now like it or not and anyway, I think I have a score to settle with Voldemort and his little lackeys." Harry could have kissed Luna right there if it wasn't for him already being in love with someone; so he settled for giving her a hug. Harry didn't see Ron's reproving look at him when he hugged Luna and for Ron that was a good thing. No one knew his secret either. The next few minutes were spent discussing what they wanted to do when they were out of school. Harry was surprised at how fun it was to talk about this subject. They were all surprised when Luna said she wanted to be a writer, and write about all her adventures. Hermione wanted to be Minister of Magic, Ron wanted to be a Quidditch player, Ginny wanted to be a singer, and Harry still had his false hope of one day being an Auror. A few minutes later Ginny went off to bed and she was closely followed by Luna, who mysteriously whispered something in Ron's ear and he looked just as confused as Harry and Hermione did.
"What was that about?" Harry asked.
"None of your business," said Ron, delighted that he had Harry frustrated in trying to figure it out.
"Ok," said Harry. A half an hour later Hermione departed and Harry once again had the feeling of not wanting her to go, but this time he knew why.
Harry fell asleep about an hour later, and he dreamt about flying around on his Firebolt and Voldemort running from him screaming until a huge door closed on Harry's face Harry woke with a start to find the room empty and the door closing. Harry bolted out of bed, opened the door and looked down the hall. He saw Ron and Luna walking together down the hall to a deserted room and closing the door behind them. Harry could only think of one thing Ron and Luna could be doing secretly at night and the thought made him sick to his stomach. He stood in the hallway his ears peeled for any…. Er… distinguishing sounds and when none came he went back to bed thinking that they must be talking even though he knew that this was rubbish. His last thought before drifting off to sleep is what any guy would have thought in this situation: all right Ron!
Author notes: this is so much fun to write and I hope to have a new chap everyday and that's a big feat for me since I type slowly. Voldemort gets active in the next two chaps so keep reading even if it isn't this fanfic. I didn't mean that but boy did it sound good! Please excuse me for not writing more British words I am American so it's kinda hard. Hope to have next chap out by tomorrow.Thx to all the reviewers, keep them coming. If you like this story then you should read Harry Potter and the Heirs of the founders, by shitza.
Oh, and my editor (sister) cant edit as much as I would like so if the grammar is a little off I apologize but once she edits I'll send in that copy.