Kinda OOC, and I forgot when Harry got his invisibility cloak…so… sorry!

- Hogwarts Library -

"My thirteenth birthday bash today in the Slytherin common room at 7. See you there…mudblood."

Hermione gazed up through her lashes to see the retreating figure of Draco Malfoy and his goons, feeling her stomach double knotting. His wiry frame accented by the rotund bodies of Crabbe and Goyle. The way his hair was now loose and hanging around his face. The way he smirked everytime she passed him in the halls. Even the way he nonchalantly asked her to his birthday party, unaware that it was her birthday as well…

How long had she had a crush on Draco? How many times had she stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her uniform so she would look just perfect for that one moment Draco would glance at her? Sure, she knew it was stupid and unlikely, but some part of her hoped she had a chance with him…

Suddenly overcome with happiness, Hermione shoved the rest of her books in her bag and ran skipping and giggling all the way to the Gryffindor common room. She didn't even bother to wonder why the Draco Malfoy had asked her to his birthday party, but she didn't care, this was the best birthday of her life!

"Happy birthday, Hermione!" Harry barged into the common room just as Hermione finished up her homework. He rolled her eyes, snatching the parchment from between her fingers. "My favorite potion, by Hermione Granger." – Harry raised his eyebrow – "I can't believe you are working on your homework on your birthday! It isn't even a weekday for God's sake, Hermione!"

Hermione glared at Harry. "Well excuse me, I just wanted to get this done before tonight!" She snatched back the parchment, and rolling it up in a tight tube, she pushed it back into her bag with the rest of her homework.

"Tonight?" Harry asked with a puzzled look on his face. 'Whats-" but before he could question her any further, Hermione burst out. "What is that behind your back? Huh?"

Harry's usually pale face turned a light shade of pink, he dodged her arms, scrambling to get a stronger grip around the box he had behind his back.

"Show me!" Hermione grabbed Harry around the shoulders and tried to swing him around, but to no avail.

"Harry!" Hermione pleaded. "Come on!"

"Fine. Fine." Harry pulled out a box from behind his back.

"What's this, Harry?" Hermione eyed the box, which was about 3 inches tall and 5 inches wide.

Harry tapped the box twice with his wand, expanding it to its actual size. "It's not really anything, but I thought you might like it, since you have such a fascination for Hogwarts anyways." He handed the nicely wrapped box over to Hermione who immediately ripped off the wrapping.

"Oh-my." Hermione squealed, throwing herself at Harry and enveloping him in a huge hug. She pulled herself away, and placing the huge model of the Hogwarts castle on a table, proceeded to inspect every single detail.

It was a gorgeous model, with a Great Hall magicked to produce the same awe-inspiring ceiling, only and a smaller scale, and a million other things that made Hermione squeal in delight. She prodded the gargoyle guarding Dumbledore's office, fingered velvety green quidditch field, and even tried to grab the miniature version of Nearly Headless Nick.

"Oh, and I have 2 more things for you." Harry's voice broke her out of her trance, and he handed her a smaller box.

Hermione looked up at him puzzled and opened the box to reveal miniatures of Harry, Ron, and herself, all of which were moving about the box and waving at her.

Taking them, Harry placed them into the castle, where immediately, the three miniatures headed up to the Gryffindor common room, which was an exact replica of the room they were currently in.

"Wow, what else could I ask for?" Hermione joked.

Harry smiled. "Anything." He wiggled his eyebrow at Hermione and pulled a small packet out of his robe pocket. "Magic powder! It will make any and every one of your wishes come true." He ripped open the package and sprinkled the powder over the Hogwarts model, creating the illusion of a snowstorm on Hogwarts.

"Thanks Harry." Hermione smiled. "It must have cost a fortune!"

Harry blushed. "Aww it's alright, you are only 13 once!" He stopped as Hermione fiercely embraced him again. "Now - what is happening tonight?" Harry asked, expertly turning the conversation back to what he wanted to know.

"Oh, Draco Malfoy is having his 13th birthday party tonight in the Slytherin Common room, and I'm going."

Harry was shocked. "Buh-buh-but-Hermione! Are you out of your mind?"

"Probably." Hermione giggled.

"Are you sure about this?" Harry asked. "You know, they probably just want to make fun of you or something. I don't think it's a good idea for you to go alone." He plopped down in a sofa in front of the fireplace.

"Harry! I will be fine. Maybe it won't be that bad…" Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'm a big girl now!"

"Ugh, can you believe you and Malfoy have the same birthday?" Harry cringed. "GROSS!"

"I'm 13! I will be fine!"

Now it was Harry's turn to roll his eyes. "You are only thirteen Hermione, a 3rd year at Hogwarts, you do not know enough magic to go against Mr. Death-Eater-to-be."

Hermione sniffed haughtily. "Oh yea, and you know so much more than me. At least I do lots of research."

Harry chuckled and stood up so he was directly in front of Hermione. "Doesn't mean you know how to apply all that information you have in your huge brain here." He flicked his fingers against her forehead, causing Hermione to wince in pain.

"Hey." Hermione prodded him in the shoulder. "Anyways, I'm going, whether you like it or not."

"Fine! Then I'm coming with you." Harry said with a grim expression on his face.

"Oh no you are not." Hermione challenged.

"Oh yes I am!"

"NO you are most definitely NOT coming with." Hermione stuck her hands on her hips.

"HERMIONE GRANGER!" Harry threatened.

"Hey what's up?" Ron emerged through the portrait door.

"Herm-" Harry got out before Hermione elbowed him sharply. "Oof..erm nothing, Ron. We were just having a-" Here Harry snuck a glance at Hermione.

"-A heated discussion about the history of Hogwarts!" Hermione finished.

Ron raised his eyebrows at his two friends. "Whatever mate, I'm going to take a nap." With that, he turned and headed up the stairs leading to the boy's dorm. "Night! Happy Birthday, Hermione!"

"Sweet dreams, Ron." Hermione and Harry said in unison.

"I'm going to go get ready for the party, and don't try anything stupid, Harry Potter." Hermione shot one last glance back at Harry before she trod up the stairs to her room as well, balancing the model in her arms.