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A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Enjoy chapter 2.
Teatime came much too soon for Harry, who had been very engaged in repeatedly scaling the tree in his backyard. He reluctantly returned to the house when his mother called and didn't fuss when he was told to wash his hands and face and put on a clean shirt. Harry changed into the Puddlemere United quidditch jersey that he'd gotton on his last birthday. Quidditch was Harry's favourite sport, and he hoped to play on his one of the school teams at Hogwarts. Harry tried to comb his hair, but as always, he was unsuccessful. He smiled at his reflection and raced down the stairs when he heard the doorbell ring.
Lily had already answered the door by the time Harry had finished his descent down the stairs. Harry couldn't really see who was at the door until his mother moved out of the way. Then Harry couldn't help but beam. The person standing there was his very favourite person in the whole world next to his mum. "Severus!" he shouted, launching himself into his godfather's arms. Harry smiled as his godfather's arms closed around him. Severus gave the best hugs, even though he was quite skinny and a little mean looking. Severus set him down on the floor and put on what Harry liked to call his sour face. "Mr. Evans," Severus said, "You will refer to me as Professor Snape from now on." Moments later, Severus' face broke into a wide grin and Harry knew he wasn't serious for now.
Lily put her hands on her hips. "Alright now boys, clear out of the doorway so that we can let everyone else in," she shooed.
Harry led his godfather into the living room, which he was delighted to find his mother had decorated in his two favourite colors, blue and green. There was a table for presents, and his mum had even enchanted all the furniture in the room to change from blue to green the words 'Happy Birthday Harry!' running across them in silver. Harry sat Severus on the couch closest to the birthday chair (a dark green chair with blue streamers and bubbles floating around it) and they talked all about Hogwarts. They were shortly joined by his mother's friend Mrs. Weasley and four of her children; Fred, George, Ron and Ginny and then by some other people his mother knew, like Narcissa Black and her son Draco, Zatara Zabini and her son Blaise, a woman named Tonks, his Aunt Petunia and his cousin Dudley and finally the Hogwarts Groundskeeper Hagrid, who was so large that Harry's mother and Professor Snape had to make the doorway much taller and wider for him to fit through.
The children played party games like pin the tail on the dragon, which was difficult because the dragons was bewitched to keep from being caught, and break the cauldron, which was like a muggle piñata but exploded into a shower of candy and magic sparks when it was broken open. Harry high-fived Draco when he broke the cauldron and gave Ron several pats on the back when he managed to ambush the dragon and pin its tail on.
Sooner than Harry would have liked it was time for supper, which being Harry's choice was hot dogs and crisps. Some of the other children were unsure of the food, being that they were wizards, but soon found themselves enjoying the hot dogs immensely and requesting that their parents make them some time. Lily had a good chuckle at the horrified look on Narcissa's face when Draco said that he wanted to have hot dogs at his next birthday. "Cissa," she said, "lighten up. Have a hot dog." Begrudgingly Narcissa tried a hot dog and found that she quite liked it.
When everyone was finished their supper, Harry began to smile wildly. The next part was his very favourite part of birthdays. His mother disappeared into the kitchen with Severus and someone dimmed the lights. Moments later they reappeared holding a huge chocolate cake between them with twelve glittering candles on it. Everyone began to sing 'Happy Birthday' and Harry felt magic in the air. It was a different kind of magic than the kind everyone in the room could do. It was the magic of birthdays, childhood and happy memories. Severus set the cake down in front of Harry and he grinned at his godfather. His mother ran her hand through his hair and said "Well my darling, make a wish."
Harry thought hard about what he wanted more than anything. Maybe he should wish for a new broom or maybe an owl for the new school year. Harry thought very hard, and finally decided. As he blew out his eleven birthday candles and the extra one for good luck, he thought "I wish that this year could be the best ever, and I wish that Mom wouldn't miss me too much." So it was really two wishes. Big deal.
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