Being shaken out of a pleasant dream of having tea with Voldemort and company made Harry very grumpy. So grumpy in fact that he sent Voldemort's death glare, 'I will torture you until you beg me to kill,' number one hundred and one at the intruder.
"Harry where did all of this stuff come from?" Kingsley Shakelbolt demanded once he had woken Harry up all the while ignoring Harry's glare of death.
"Friends." Harry replied shortly.
"Come now Harry your friends are in the same house as you and I don't see them anywhere near here. In fact I remember seeing them in the kitchen before I came here to wake you up."
"I have friends besides Ron and Hermione."
"Could have fooled me with how you rarely talk to any of us order members and never send out any owls with letters. Just tell me who they are and I will leave you alone." Shakelbolt coaxed.
"No, now I want to know why you are in here to wake me up in the first place and not at my door nodding like a normal person would?"
Professor Dumbledore sent me up here."
"Why?"
"I really don't know. I guess it was to make sure that you were here and not out somewhere else."
"Why would he worry about me when he has more important things to do?"
Shakelbolt paused to think about Harry's question. "I don't know, I mean Voldemort has been quiet, too quiet. One has to wonder why Dumbledore is not preparing for his next move."
Harry's thoughts drifted back to the party Voldemort and his deatheaters had thrown for him. "Indeed, he has been too quiet. He'll be back though."
"So true Harry, so true." Kingsley replied. Turning to the door he put his hand on the knob, "Oh and Harry. . ."
"Yes Kingsley?"
"Happy birthday."
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Two chapters done two to go. One chapter I have yet to write and one already complete. Have fun reading latter.