Chapter 4
Happy Birthday Harry
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At first Harry started to dream that he was high up in the sky flying on his Firebolt. He was desperately searching for the Snitch when he heard a voice below in the crowd,
"Don't fall off your broom scarhead"
Harry knew straight away who that voice belonged to, Draco Malfoy, his enemy at school. Harry tried to ignore Malfoy and continued on searching for the Snitch. But as he continued to fly around he noticed there was no one else on the team.
Lee Jordan's voice was heard "Gryffindor are losing 120 to zero. The Chudley Canons are well ahead, will Potter ever find the Snitch?"
Harry realised he was expected to play every position on the team, how was he going to catch the snitch, avoid the bludgers, be the chasers and the keeper all at once and play against a full professional team. Panic started to rise; he tried to catch the Quaffle and balance when a Bludger came towards him but it was impossible. The crowd below started to boo him and shout,
"Cedric would have caught the Snitch by now, but no you had to go and ruin that by being the big hero, just like your father. Boo! It's all your fault."
Harry tried to yell back, "it's not my fault, it's not my fault"
People below continued to boo, the Chudley Canons were all pointing and Harry felt his grip on broom give way and he got that falling feeling.
"Agggggggggggghhh!"
Harry sat up in the bed and looked around the dark fuzzy room. Reaching for his glasses he took a deep breath and tried to relax his pounding heart beat. He could just make out Ron in the bed beside him sleeping on his right hand side, his orange coloured duvet half on the floor slipping off the bed and Ron's left arm dangling off the side.
Ron was mumbling "But Professor Snape my potions not blue" as he turned over on to his back and then started to snore gently. Harry grinned to himself, removed his glasses once more and rested his head on his pillow. It wasn't long before Harry was gently snoring aswell.
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This time Harry wasn't flying his Firebolt, he was in a dark damp place. There were stone walls all around him and Harry shivered with the cold. He didn't want to draw attention to himself so he decided not to cast "Lumos" to light up the cavern. Harry continued on down a dark tunnel holding on to his wand in case anything should jump out in the darkness. He could feel his heart thumping in his chest.
Slowly he walked on and turned a corner, there were candles on the walls giving off a little light but also creating shadows on the walls. Harry froze up against the stone wall and placed his own hand over his mouth so that no one could hear his gasp and heavy breathing. He had just seen two Death Eaters guarding a big wooden door. He strained his ears to hear what the two men were saying,
"The Dark Lord should be bringing the girl here soon"
"Shhh, I hear someone coming" the other answered.
Harry's scar exploded with pain and he Voldermort had arrived. He tried to see around the corner and see who the girl was but then he doubled over in pain. He could hear the girl screaming and everything went into darkness.
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Harry wasn't sure if all the candles went out or if he had collapsed, but he could hear someone calling him.
"Harry, Harry wake up mate, come on wake up, please wake up."
The voice sounded distant but familiar to Harry. His scar was really paining and he felt something trickle down over his eyebrow but he wasn't sure what it was. He knew he had to go to the voice that kept shouting his name but Harry couldn't find the strength to open his eyes.
Ron was standing over Harry's bed trying to wake Harry. He had heard him scream out in the dark and straight away he went to his best-friend's bedside like he had done many times before in Hogwarts.
"Mum, Dad" Ron shouted "Come quickly, Harry's scar is bleeding and he wont wake up."
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley ran into Ron's room and went to Harry.
"Get Albus" Arthur instructed to his wife. "Come on Harry, come back to us"
Harry thought he was still lying on the ground but the cavern was fading, the pain was easing. As the people around him sounded a lot nearer, he found the strength to open his eyes. When the room had stopped spinning he touched his scar, it felt the same always no sticky substance and the pain was now a dull throb.
"Harry" Mrs, Weasley said, "You're alright dear, you're with friends. Are you okay?"
A gentle quiet voice was also heard, "Has Harry woken up?"
Albus Dumbledore had arrived and was standing at the door. Harry coughed and Mrs. Weasley released her motherly hug.
"I'm fine Professor" Harry said.
Dumbledore asked everyone in the room to leave himself and Harry alone.
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Ron was the last to leave the room. He wanted to make sure Harry was okay.
"Alright mate?" Ron said in a very concerned voice, "I'll just wait for downstairs with the others, but if you need anything just call."
Harry nodded.
"Mr. Weasley, could you please ask Professor Snape to join us, he should have arrived by now" Dumbledore asked as Ron was leaving.
Dumbledore picked up his wand and a glass of water appeared. Harry raised himself up and gladly took the glass from his headmaster.
"Headmaster, you asked for me?" a cold voice came from behind Dumbledore.
"Yes Severus, I want you to have a loot at Harry for me. Molly Weasley was very upset earlier regarding young Mr. Potter here. It seems his scar started to bleed."
"Bleed headmaster?" Snape inquired and turning to Harry said, "Has this ever happened before Potter?"
"No Sir, not that I can remember. I didn't know it was bleeding, but I felt something trickling down my face."
"Move your head closer Potter. Relax! I won't hurt you, I just want to look at it."
Snape moved Harry's hair and said, "Hmmm, it's a little redder than usual but no signs of fresh blood, the scar has healed itself completely"
Dumbledore was sitting on Ron's bed, his long purple and golden robe fanned out across the duvet. He had his elbows resting on his knees and his hands were joined together but his two eyebrows were raised slightly and little curves of worry were across his forehead. He finally spoke to Harry in a soft concerned voice, looking straight at him over his half-moon spectacles. He asked the question Harry knew was coming.
"Can you tell us what you saw, and please try not to leave anything out even if you feel it's unimportant or unhelpful?"
Harry told Dumbledore and Snape about the cold cavern he was in, about the two Death Eaters talking and guarding a big door. The he went on to say he heard screams from a girl and Voldermort arriving but there wasn't anything else after that because of the pain. He stopped and looked slightly embarrassed it had seemed longer when he was going through it but now it had only taken a few minutes and it didn't give the two men much information. His cheeks flushed red and he became angry with himself for causing so much commotion.
Dumbledore didn't look at all angry or disappointed with Harry's story; he just rested a firm hand on Harry's shoulder and thanked him for telling him everything. He advised Harry to rest and to take some dreamless potion that Snape had brought.
"It will help I promise" Dumbledore whispered and before leaving Ron's room he said, "Happy Birthday Harry"
Snape produced a small flask and refilling the glass that Dumbledore had poured the water into, he ordered Harry to drink up and rest. He didn't wish Harry a Happy Birthday like Dumbledore had but he did say,
"Rest Potter, no doubt you'll need all your energy later for celebrating"
With his robes bellowing behind him Snape left Ron's room. Harry finished off the potion and shivered slightly, he could feel the liquid travelling all the way down.
"Must be a double" he yawned as he removed his glasses, then settling down he pulled the duvet up around his cold shoulders and closed his eyes.
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It was many hours later when Harry woke again. He could hear voices coming from downstairs in the kitchen and a gorgeous smell of cooking was travelling up the stairs. He heard Mrs. Weasley scolding Ginny for running up and down the stairs
"Ginny, go easy, you'll wake Harry, if you can't be quiet you'll have to go outside and play with the boys"
"But mum, I don't want to I want to wait for Hermione to arrive"
"Shh! Will you be quiet" Mrs. Weasley snapped back.
Harry looked out the window and he could see Ron and his brothers (except Percy who must have gone to work earlier) flying around on their brooms. He looked at his watch, it was almost two o'clock, and he couldn't believe he has slept for so long. Even though he hated the greasy git he was grateful for Snape's dreamless potion.
Harry felt great, his scar had stopped hurting and he was now going to celebrate his birthday with people who loved him. He got out of bed and went to his trunk to get fresh clothes, as he was rummaging around Ron appeared at the door.
"I saw you looking out the window a few minutes ago so I knew you were awake. I didn't want to disturb you. It was hard enough trying to get dressed earlier trying not to wake you up and anyway mum was keeping watch, no-one was allowed near the stairs, Ginny was caught a couple of times and mum nearly went mad."
Harry started to laugh he could just imagine all the Weasleys gathered downstairs all morning, nobody allowed move upstairs in case he was woken up. He then realised how much the Weasleys cared for him,
"Eh! Ron" he started "Thanks for earlier, for being there and for getting help."
Ron's cheeks flushed red and his ears turned pink but a grin appeared on his face and he said, "It was nothing mate, you would have done the same for me" and with that he left the room so Harry could get dressed.
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Harry had a brilliant afternoon; Hermione was due to arrive later that evening with Professor Lupin. Harry couldn't wait to see his old teacher again. Lupin was one of Harry's Father and Mother's best-friends at school and he had taught Harry Defence against the Dark Arts two years ago when Harry and his friends were in Third Year.
That was the year Harry discovered he had a Godfather (Sirius Black), who was sent to Azkaban prison for a crime he didn't commit. Mrs. Weasley hadn't confirmed if Sirius would be arriving later with the others. Sirius was an innocent man but the Ministry still believed he was an escaped convict, Dumbledore knew the truth but unfortunately, Sirius was in hiding and it could be dangerous for him to be seen arriving at the Burrow.
Finally six o'clock arrived and Harry saw the fire in the Kitchen erupt with green flames and out walked Hermione.
"Harry, Ron it's great to see you both she said as she hugged both of them together, "Happy Birthday Harry"
"Thanks Hermione" Harry replied, "Where's Professor Lupin?"
"Oh! He forgot your present and had to go back for it" she said with a giggle.
The fire erupted once more and Remus Lupin appeared, shaking off the soot from his tattered jacket, he greeted Mr. Weasley with a firm handshake and a kiss to Mrs. Weasley.
"Ah there you are Harry" he said smiling "Happy Birthday, I brought you something special and a letter from Sirius apologising for not being able to attend your birthday dinner."
Lupin saw Harry frown slightly and quickly added "Don't worry I bet you'll see your Godfather soon, but firstly lets open some presents,"
Harry had been waiting all day for this part, he had promised himself he would wait until everyone had arrived before any card or present was touched. A stack of presents were on the table all brightly wrapped in different coloured paper.
Mrs. Weasley beckoned everyone to sit around the table so everyone could see. She offered tea to the adults and pumpkin juice to the others. Harry was too excited to drink and with fumbling hands he went for the first present. Harry appreciated any card or present he ever received because the Dursleys never remembered his birthday, but Harry also loved his birthday more ever since the night he turned eleven and was told he was a wizard.
The first present was from Fred and George. It was a gift voucher for their upcoming shop (that Harry had helped financially).
"Brilliant, thanks Fred, thanks George" he said to the twins.
Mrs. Weasley tutted from the end of the table. She wasn't at all pleased that the twins wanted to open a joke shop after they leave school instead of joining the Ministry like their Father and older brothers. The twins ignored their Mother and instead started to list off the items that were currently in stock.
Hermione handed Harry his present before Mrs. Weasley and the twins started to row. Harry opened her card, it was charmed so that the letters moved around the page and then formed together to spell "Harry Birthday Harry". He smiled thanked her for the card and opened his present. Hermione's presents were always practical. It was either a book or something for Quidditch. She gave him a broom repair kit one year, but still she always put thought into her present.
This year Hermione had given him a quill that never ran out of ink. As Harry was entering his fifth year of Hogwarts he knew the O.W.L (Ordinary Wizarding Level) exams were this year, and this would really help.
"All you have to do" Hermione started, "is twist the feather at the top to the right and the quill will start to fill with ink, then to stop it, just twist the feather back. It's very handy for long essays Harry and for all your long answers in your O.W.L's next June."
Ron coughed and Harry thought he heard Ron splutter "Yeah right!" into his hand. Trying not to laugh Harry steadied himself and thanked Hermione for the great gift.
"Well it will definitely help with any lines I get for detention from Snape" he thought grinning.
Ginny gave Harry a book on looking after pet Owls and other types of animals.
"I was going to buy you hair gel" she said laughing "so you could try and control your hair but I couldn't find any that suited"
Harry had the untidiest hair and no matter what he tried it would not sit down for him. His green eyes looked straight at Ron and said,
"Remind me if we ever meet Lockhart again to ask him about hair gel"
"Definitely mate" Ron laughed back. Hermione didn't laugh she just glared at the two of them, she had always liked Lockhart, like every other girl in the school.
Ron gave Harry a book on Quidditch. It contained previous results, injuries, profiles and various game positions. Harry was thrilled. Mr. and Mrs.Weasley gave him a book on "How to Prepare for your O.W.L Exams." Ron was told he was to start reading their copy of it that was currently in Percy's room. It had worked for all his other brothers.
"Very helpful book" Mrs. Weasley was saying to Lupin and he was agreeing by saying,
"It should be on book list for every Fifth Year. I'll have to have a word with Dumbledore for next year"
Ron just rolled his eyes and said, "What's next Harry?"
Harry had two presents and a couple of envelopes left to open. He picked up one and recognised Hagrid's messy writing. Knowing from previous experience Harry opened this present very carefully, in case the contents attacked, jumped, flew or even breathed but nothing came out of the box.
Harry looked into the box and found a smaller box that contained a miniature dragon just like the Horn-tail Harry had fought in the Tri-Wizard Tournament. There was a note at the bottom of the box from Hagrid wishing him a Happy Birthday and that he hoped the dragon arrived safely hence the double box. He had used one of the school owls to deliver the present and wasn't sure how safe it would be.
When Harry touched the dragon's head a small flame shot out of the dragon's mouth. Hermione and Ginny both screamed. Harry knew that Hagrid couldn't have just sent him a dragon that did absolutely nothing. He quickly grabbed the box and gently placed the dragon back into it.
Finally Harry opened Lupin's present. There was a book titled "Advance level Defence against the Dark Arts" and the inscription said "A definite for anyone who wants to be an Auror."
There was also a small box with a note attached,
"I know Lily and James would want you to have this, have a great birthday. Remus and Sirius"
Harry opened the box and took out a small notebook that was like a muggle's diary. It was leather bound and had a clasp on the outside. He opened the clasp and inside where notes, leaflets and acceptance cards. Written on the front page was "Things that need to be done for our wedding."
Harry looked up from the notebook and his green eyes twinkled, "Wow! Professor" he started, but Lupin interrupted
"Harry, call me Remus, I'm not your teacher anymore and that goes for the rest of you" he said smiling.
Harry continued "Eh!...Remus, thank you so much for this present, it means so much to me"
"When we went to your house Harry, we tried to save a few things and when I came across this, I knew that someday it would come to good use once more. It contains dates of rehearsals, dress fittings, notes on what each person in the bridal party had to do. You'll see all of the bridal party signed it and wrote good luck wishes to the happy couple. There are a few pages empty at the back Harry, so one day when you are planning your own wedding you'll have notes to follow. All of us here will sign it and write good luck wishes to you and your bride just like Sirius, Molly, Arthur and I once did for our friends all those years ago." As he lifted his teacup he continued, "A toast, to friendship and to Harry's birthday."
Everyone raised their tea or their juice and toasted Harry.
All that was left to open was Sirius's letter and his usual Hogwarts letter so Harry pocketed both of them. He wanted to read his Godfather's letter to himself later and he didn't want to think about school for the moment.
The birthday dinner was absolutely gorgeous and the celebrations continued well into the night.
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