Harry Potter was a small four year old. He was nearly five, and had started school this term, but today was Dudley's fifth birthday party, though he looked like and eight or nine year old. It was Harry Potter's cousin's birthday party, and about twenty children had been invited – who knows how he managed to get that many friends when he was such a bully! Twenty guests meant an extra twenty presents, making the total thirty-five birthday pressies! Harry was even allowed to attend the party, because it would look bad if the neighbours knew that he was not part of the family – perhaps every now and again, he could be 'ill' and not attend a family event, but not today; today Harry was at his first birthday party. He was under strict supervision, and he knew that, but even so, he was determined to have fun.

After everyone had arrived, aunt petunia began the party games. Normally she wouldn't engage in such an unusual activity, but her Dudders wanted her to the party "properly" as he had screamed at the top of his lungs. She gave in quickly, not wishing to deny he baby boy anything, and so musical chairs, pass-the-parcel and musical statues were to be played before presents and tea. (BTW, that doesn't mean drinking tea, I mean food – we do NOT drink tea the whole time in England!)

The music began, and all the kids started to move around the room, dancing and generally having fun. Harry was a little more hesitant than the others, but when he saw that he wasn't being punished for joining in, he really put his heart into his dance moves, and running around the chairs. For one so small and having never played before, he was excellent at the game, and soon, just five children were left 'in' – Harry, Dudley, Sarah Green, Steven King and Charlotte Grass. First Sarah, then Charlotte became 'out', and then it was just the three boys.

Harry was so excited; he might actually get the prize for winning! Unfortunately, he had counted Aunt Marge as a threat to his prize. He was so enthralled with the game, he hadn't seen her sabotage anyone who might beat Dudley in his own party – Helen Gumdrop fell over suddenly when she might have taken Dudley's chair, Arthur Frizzlepop just left the game, and was seen later munching on a packet of Magic Stars, when the food was not even out!

The music started; there was much suspense; who would win this game?

The Grand Old Duke of York
He had 10,000 men
He marched them up to the top of the hill
And he marched them down again

And when they were up they were up
And when they were–

The music stopped, and the three boys scrambled to get to the chairs. Steven sat down first, and then it was just the two cousins battling it out.

Harry was nearly there, one step closer, one more, one more, he was nearly there –

He was on the floor, his shins hurt, and Dudley was sitting on the remaining chair. He stifled a whimper, and turned his head to see Aunt Marge grinning wickedly at him.

Just a short one, I know, but I have got behind, so the next part should be out soon, but it would have held back this chapter. I thought I should just post what I have here anyway. Only got a couple more chappies left, so I am now thinking about how to end it properly …