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Harry know his daddy had become very busy in the last few days.

The man was either writing a letter or making a phone call.

His daddy, had told him what phones were and how they worked.

He was amazed by the idea of a phone that muggles had created.

So why did people still write letter's by owl, if they could just contact that person in seconds?

Even he, as young as he was, could see the problems with sending an owl to deliver a letter instead of using a phone.

Every magically person he had ever come across, always used owls to deliver letter's or packages.

Wouldn't it be better to just call somebody on the phone, instead of wait for weeks for a reply back?

So why did everybody still use owls when there was a better method around?

He had been brave enough to ask that question and his daddy told him.

This was because the British wizarding society, was run by idiots who lived in the past and think all those without magic are actually, stupid little monkeys in clothes.

His daddy than simplified it for him, so he could understand.

Basically, people like that old man that always came around the potter's house, were stuck in the past, living in a world that was before phones and electricity, and refusing to catch up with the times.

Making Harry suddenly come to a starling chilling revelation.

What if Magic vanished one day?

How would any of them survive if they didn't know what a car was or had the mindset that anybody born without magic were dumb and stupid?

And these kind of people were everywhere in the country, he had been to enough places with the Potter's to know exactly what those born with magic and raised magical thought of those without magic or just learned they were magical, just by their body language.

Harry had quickly learned to respect Muggles and their technology from his teacher Mrs Fisher, when she educated him on what Muggles could do now, without the use of magic, that those with magic called impossible to do, and the fact that he had never seen a T.V before, let alone a cartoon was apparently not normal for a child his age.

So his daddy, had brought him a T.V, the next day and introduced him to a show called the 'Looney Tunes, a show, that had quickly become his favorite show and taught him more about the muggle world, than the Potter's ever did.

Anyway, he was getting off track.

His daddy was acting strange, very secretive and Drabble, seemed to be avoiding him, even the servants around the house seemed dodgy towards him.

But then one day, his daddy had invited him to the back garden!

He was finally getting some fresh air, that didn't involve the use of magic!

His legs couldn't have moved fast enough as he had reached the back door and opened it to reveal that green law, he had admired from his room, when he stopped and stared.

Because there, standing there was his daddy looking he was going to the beach but he was surrounded by people he had never met before, there were four children, also surrounding the man but what draw his attention the most was the giant banner above them.

It said.

"Happy Birthday, Harry"

And they all shouted.

"SURPRISE!"

Harry was shocked.

Ch 8: Little Harry, first birthday party with daddy.

Harry continued to stare.

"Is the boy, alright?" One women with curly ginger hair said, looking to be in her late 30's, she was wearing a white blouse tucked into a shapely smart skirt, that reached to her knees.

"Mom, can we eat cake now?" Two, identical, twin boy's, who couldn't be more than 9 year old, said to their parents, it was clear, they had just came to eat cake.

And Xander broke off from the group and came over to Harry, in concern, just to check if Harry was still breathing.

Did Harry forget, today was his birthday?

Judging by his reaction, he did.

"Harry, did you forget today, it's your birthday?" He said, should he get Harry a calendar and circle his birthday, next time.

And Harry merely nodded, slowly, he was slowly coming to terms with the fact, today was indeed July 31, therefore his birthday.

But he didn't expect to be thrown a birthday party, maybe a casual 'happy birthday' in the morning because from the experience in the past, he thought nobody would actually celebrate his birthday, and he would actually set his eyes on a banner that said 'Harry' instead of 'Jamus'.

That's right.

He remembered that his daddy, had giving him a present, last year on his birthday when nobody else did.

His daddy had remembered that he existed as well, when everybody else forgot about him.

There was no way, his daddy would forget about him on his special day, like everybody else.

Harry eyes began to burn suspiciously, and he didn't realize he was crying until his daddy took out a handkerchief and began to wipe the area around his eyes.

"Don't you think a birthday, boy is supposed to smile on his big day, instead of cry?" Xander said, understanding a little bit, about what Harry most be going through.

All you had to do was look at today's addition of the Daily Prophet, it was all about Jamus Potter 'the-boy-who-lived' and how the 'world', this was when he rolled his eyes, was waiting for the boy to open his presents.

There was a large picture of the boy with a smile on his face with no mention of Harry but he wasn't surprised.

For the past three years, there wasn't a hint of Harry or 'the twin brother of the boy who lived', in there.

Well, today, was Harry's day.

Today was the day, Harry would celebrate all his birthday's from now on.

Xander, waited for Harry to calm down, before introducing him to the people, he had become good friends with when he decided to travel around the world.

So imagine his joy to find some of them had kids of their own, since the last time he saw them.

Harry needed to talk to children, around his age, it would be good for him.

"Harry, son. I want you to meet Amélie Chappuis, and her six year old daughter, Eva" He said, Harry was hiding shyly behind his leg.

Eva, was the spitting image of her mother with ginger curly hair, she wore a velvet pink dress with a bow.

She too was currently hiding behind her mother's leg, and looking at Harry with a shy expression.

They were both so cute.

"Amélie, I want you to meet my son, Harry" He said, the women merely smiled kindly at the shy boy.

"It's nice to finally meet, you, 'arry" The women said, with a strong French accent. "Your father has told me a lot about you, over the phone. You really do look like your father"

And Harry shyness seemed to vanish in a split second, and the birthday boy beamed at the compliment, deciding he liked this women.

He than said goodbye to Eva, and than went to a man, with a short black beard, that was nowhere nearly as long as the old man's, or white.

The man had stared at him for a five minutes, making him even shyer, before pulling himself together and giving his daddy a strange smile and said.

"...Xander, I didn't know you had to it in you." In a strong texas accent. "So you finally went and did it, when nobody was looking, eh? Luckily bastard, who was the women, you knocked up? And do I know her?"

And Harry could only look on with confusion as his daddy, looked annoyed, the other man was teasing him about something he didn't understand.

It was a very short meeting.

His daddy had pulled him way within a minute and to a couple who were trying, to stop a pair of trouble making boys from causing trouble.

It was easier said than done, since the boy's had taken off their shirts for no apparent reason and were playing shoulder fights with each other.

Harry stared at the strange boy's, who noticed him.

"And-" the boy on the right began.

"The boy" the boy finished.

"Finally comes-"

"And visits us."

"It's about-"

"time" they both finished together.

Harry continued to stare, they both sounded Scottish.

"I'm Ping" The one on the right said.

"And I'm Pong" The one on the left said.

"And we like to play pranks" They both said.

Dear, Lord. Xander thought, the two remind me of the Weasley twins, who knows, what sort of evil would be unleashed, if they met each other.

"Harry, meet Mr and Mrs Gray." Xander said, turning to the tired looking couple, the woman kept on giving her two children, a suspicious look, as the twins smoothed their faces to resemble that of angels. "And these are their two children"

"Hi" Harry said, shyly.

"bloody hell, this kid is shy." Ping said.

"Don't worry brother, by the time were done with him. No force on earth, will be able to shut him up." Pong said, as they both sheared identical grins, that did not bode well for their parents or those around them.

"So Harry, what school are you going to when you turn eleven?" Ping said.

"Were going to Durmstrang" Pong said, proudly.

And Harry looked confused, there was another school, other than Hogwarts?

He had grown up believing all magical people went to Hogwarts.

"If you-"Ping began.

"come to-"

"Durmstrang."

"We'll-"

"look out-"

"for you-"

"and make sure-"

"nobody-"

"messes-"

"with you" they both finished.

Yep, the Weasley twins and these twins would get along well...a little too well. Xander thought, before leading Harry away from the mischievous twins, before they could rub off, on Harry.

He than went to the oldest of all the guest's, they were an elderly couple who had adopted a little girl, who looked half American and Japanese.

"Harry, meet Mr and Mrs Roberson" Xander said. "And their adopted daughter, Carla"

The elderly couple smiled at how shy Harry was, the complete opposite to their daughter who was firing round after round of questions at Harry, who was quickly getting overwhelmed.

"Carla, sweety heart. Remember to breath." Mrs Roberson said, to the flustered eight years old.

"Sorry about, that" Carla said, "Don't see many kids my age. You, know, living with grandpa and grandma."

And Harry could somehow relate to that.

"Now, that we, have introduced ourselves to each other." Xander said, turning to everybody "It's time to reveal what kind of party this is."

Getting looks of confusion from his guests and Harry, until something shimmered behind Xander.

The ground seemed to disappear behind Xander and before their very eyes, the illusion was dropped to reveal something that could only be called a water park.

It had four swirly slides leading downhill, the pool below were gigantic, thanks to the fact, the Manor was on it's own land and there was nothing for miles around.

There was a meat grill, a cart for ice cream and a juice stand.

In other words, kid heaven.

Xander smiled at the shocked looks and said. "Bathing suits are provided"

"WICKED!" Both Pin and Pon yelled, coming out of shock, running to the edge of the pool and jumping in, ignoring the thing about bathing suits.

"Please forgive them, Lord Felix" Their mother said.

"Don't worry about it, children will be children." Xander said. "It's a pool party, so enjoy. It is, Harry's big day, after all."

Reminding Harry, this was all for him, he had never had a party like this before and neither had Jamus.

It had taken ten minutes, for most of them to get into the pool.

Pin, Pon and Carla were already rushing to the slides.

Harry wore, red trunks that had a lions growl on the side of it, while Xander wore the same thing but it wasn't nowhere, nearly as long as Harry's own, it was long enough to reach his the bottom of hips, where his legs and hips connected.

And Harry didn't know it, but if they were at the beach, his daddy would have gotten a lot of looks from women.

But he did see, nearly all the women here, gave his daddy a certain look, especially when the man was trying to get out of the pool.

"Come in, Harry" Xander said, and Harry walked to the edge and jumped in.

But he didn't swim.

He sank like a rock.

"HARRY!" Xander yelled, driving in to grab his son before Harry filled his lungs with water.

Five, pathetic minutes, later for Harry.

Harry was on top of the water in a floaty, since he couldn't swim.

Apparently, being in a bathtub and a pool, were two completely different things.

Harry face was red with shame, as he floated, hearing the sound of children swimming to get back, to the slides, but his daddy had reassured him, that he would teach him how to swim so the next time, he could join them.

Xander, was more than happy to push Harry around, and tried to make Harry see the fun of being on a floaty.

Like spinning it around really fast.

Harry couldn't help but laugh as he was spun, around, only to be released like a spinning top, seeing the fun Harry was having, it was only natural that the only children would try it to.

Soon, there were five spinning children on floats, going at crazy speeds while the adults tried to dodge any spinning child of doom, that came their way.

Hours flow by, Harry had tried candy floss for the first time in his life and liked it, although he didn't like the hour he had to wait to get into the pool, that his daddy set for him.

But he know when his daddy set a rule it was always for a reason.

So he enjoyed having ice cream that was topped with strawberry, chocolate and vanilla and grilled meat.

The morning turned to in a blink of an eye night, and it was getting dark.

Candles were lit, as Harry suddenly found himself in front of a large wooden table, wearing a birthday hat, everybody else was stationed around him and plates in front of all of them.

The door was opened and several people carrying a large cake, on their shoulders appeared, walking towards him.

Already somebody was filming and taking pictures.

"Happy birthday to you." They all began to sing. "Happy birthday, to you. Happy birthday...dear...Har-ry. Happy birthday to you."

The cake was set in front of Harry stunned face, seven candles were lit, and stuck inside a layer of cream, upon further inspection it was revealed that it was a double chocolate cake and unknown to him.

A few days ago, he had undergone a test on which cake, he liked better under the disguise of choosing dessert.

Written in delicious strawberry syrup was:

Happy Birthday, Harold Xander Felix

It was the first time, Harry had remembered seeing his name on a cake before, so imagine the shock he was going through seeing his name on such a huge cake.

Whoever wrote his name on, especially took extra care with it.

Sure, it didn't say Harold James Potter, but he had long since abandoned that name.

And sure, he didn't have the Potters and his grandfather and godfather around him, acknowledging, that he existed and that he was just as important as Jamus.

But nothing could defeat the feeling, of having his daddy around him, smiling proudly at him.

Nothing, could defeat the feeling of having people near him, that know it was his birthday and had come to see him.

Nothing, could stop the warm feeling building up in chest as he took in the scene, he wouldn't have thought possible, a year ago.

He was loved.

And that was all that mattered.

"Now, Harry, blow out your candles and make a wish" Xander said, the song had ended.

And Harry, took a deep breath and blow out his candles, he didn't have a wish in mind.

He had everything he had ever wanted, right here.

They all clapped, and Xander was handed a knife in which he stuck in the middle of the cake and said. "Harry. Because it's your birthday, you can have as much cake as you, want today."

Shocking the little boy who know how strict his daddy was, with what he ate.

"So tell me, where to cut" Xander said, with a smile that warmed Harry heart. "And don't worry about being selfish, this is your cake so have as much as you want"

And Harry relucantly gave into his childish urge of getting a large piece, and not before long, a giant piece that was half the size of Harry leg graced the plate in front of him, the other children couldn't help but look at the giant, chunk of cake, with envy in contrast with their smaller but fairly large pieces.

Harry, because of habit, waited for everybody, to begin digging into their chunks of cake before he did so.

The moment that frosting touched his tongue, it was like he had died and gone to heaven.

It was so good!

This was the best cake, he had ever tasted, and it seemed those around him agreed with him, even the one's who didn't normally like cake, found it good and didn't mind having seconds.

Once, they had all finished eating their pieces of cake and it had been taken away to be stuck inside a large fridge for another day.

Xander, got up and said, "And now for the presents."

The door opened, once more but this time instead of people carrying a giant cake, it was people carrying a giant tray, after giant tray of presents, each tray had a flag on top of it, that said a certain number and if you paid attention, you would noticed it from 0 to 7.

Forget the small amount of jealousy, all the children where gaping, the adults were looking shocked as they were all placed beside each other.

Xander, really want all out for this one.

Harry, eyes were wide that they were threatening to pop out of his sockets. He truly, had never seen so many presents in his life, the amount was enough to make even Jamus Potter green with envy.

And this was all for him?

"At first, I wanted, to get you a pile of toys, but then I suddenly got a good idea" Xander began, "Why don't I give you seven years of presents. All those years you weren't with me? The whole household chipped in to get you a present as well, even the house elves, so say thank you when you see them."

And all Harry could do was stare.

Xander, had broken him.

"Happy birthday, son" He said, smiling and ruffling his hair.

And Pin slowly turned to his brother and said.

"Pon, are we going to invite Harry, to our next birthday party?"

And Pon answered, "We will, if we want even half of all this." Before saying. "Damn. I've never seen so many presents in my life."

And his brother agreed with him.

This was a memory, Harry would remember fondly for the rest of his life.

And scene!

Next chapter, a Wizengamot meeting is gate crashed by none other than Xander and Albus comes face to face with a man, he hadn't seen in over 20 years, not since the man was a child. It's time for Xander to step it up and shut the mouth's of idiots who have grown too used to the feeling of power. And Xander is taking no chances with the manipulative, idiots in the room, who think he could be controlled. Review/ fav and follow!