The smell of vanilla and almonds engulfed Harry as he entered the Weasley's kitchen and moved on to sit at the table. He was immediately given an enormous stack of pancakes.
Ron and Hermione looked up from their slightly less daunting mounds of food, smiled suspiciously, and went back to eating. Later came short remarks, but nothing to hint as to the present.
After the trio had eaten, Ron and Hermione each took one of Harry's elbows and dragged him from the table and into the living room. They then sat him down and presented him with a handsome silvery box.
Harry tore at the wrapping paper with a lazy hand, still too tired to really do much. The paper fell away, leaving in its place a large book entitled Ode to Magic.
Harry gasped at the leather tome, Hermione squealed excitedly, and Ron grinned from ear to ear.
"What is this?" an incredulous voice finally escaped from Harry's lips.
"It's a history of everything you could ever want to know about," Hermione said excitedly. "Everything. All you need to do is tap the cover with your wand and it will write itself based on whatever you ask it. There are only four copies in the world."
"How did you get this?"
Hermione and Ron looked at each other, for they knew that this was the worst thing he could have asked. "Well...err...the B-Black House." Ron explained.
Harry's breath caught as the granite slab lodged itself further into his chest. "Oh."
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