Chapter 5

Peter for the first few days felt weird about living with Harry after everything he had done to his parents. It wasn't right he had thought to himself. But for the first time since he had transformed the night Harry parents died he had a warm home and he had some one who seemed loved him.

He wasn't going to give that up. But there had been a few times when he wished he had. There was nothing easy about living in the Hagrid house hold it some times seemed.

For example, when Harry had presented his new pet to his uncle Remus. The doting uncle had of course taken him in his own hands when his nephew had held him out to him and Peter had been so nervous. He had been sure the werewolf would have figured out it was him but why would he even think it? As far as his old friend was concerned he was dead and he had been for a long time now.

And so Peter had found a good comfortable home, where he was well cared for. Why would he want leave? And also when and if his master did return he was in the perfect place.

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Harry was so excited. In two days he was to turn five.

"Please dad!" he said as he begged Hagrid to tell him what he was going to get.

"No Harry, yers just going to have to wait and see!" he said as he swept the boy off his feet. "Any way Bill and Charlie are going to be here soon so go and get your shoes on." said the giant to his son.

The Weasley's had not yet flattered in their roles as big brothers to the boy who lived and Harry, who had so little company except that of his dad at times, seemed to appreciate the time they gave to him so willingly.

The boys had a special treat for Harry today, not that they had told Hagrid so. They weren't really doing any thing wrong. They had been told when summer came they were going to be allowed to take him for a broom ride and that had been two years back now.

No, they felt they had held back quite long enough.

"Come on, Harry we have a surprise for you." they said to him as they took one hand each.

"Where are we going?" he asked them.

"Let me explain surprise to you." they teased him.

"Charlie, please!" she and he shook his head.

"You will see when we get there."

Walking on in silence, the three boys were all excited. Harry couldn't believe it when he saw the pitch come in to view. Was he finally going to be able to go up on a broom? He had wanted too for so long.

"Want to ride!" asked Bill but he knew what the answer was going to be.

"Yeah please!" said Harry and the three of them ran off see who would get there first.

Once inside of the stadium Charlie went to the broom cupboard whilst bill stayed with Harry.

It had been agreed already when they spoken about taking Harry up that he would ride with Charlie as he was the better flier.

They had to be careful not to hurt him or have an accident in all the ways they could. If he got a single scratch they were going to be in such trouble.

"you know you can't tell your daddy about this right?" he asked.

"Yeah, sure." said the innocent little boy.

"There's a good lad." smile his elder brother figure as her helped the little child mount the broom for the first time. "Just hold on tight and enjoy."

Kicking off from the ground with is Bill by his side, Charlie smiled. He had been waiting for this for so long.

Harry for his part loved every minute in which he was in the air, how could he not with his true father being who he was.

Harry loved every thing about it. The danger, the height, the wind blowing through his hair. The view of the castle.

"wow." he said as he held to Charlie tight .

"Pretty good hey Harry?" he asked and the boy nodded.

"Not bad at all." He commented cheekily.

Charlie smiled at the look on Harry's face. It was just the reaction he had been hoping for., he remembered when his own father took him out on a\ broom for the first timee. Well Hagrid was hardly able to so the teenager was just filling in.

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The day that Harry turned five had came. Running out of his tiny room in to his fathers, which tripled up as a kitchen as well as the family room, he jumped on his dads bed.

"Come on dad, get up, its my birthday!" he said as he shook Hagrid, barely having an effect on the sleeping half giant.

Hagrid rolled over and opened his eyes it was four thirty. He had half a hour till he had to get up.

"Go back to bed son."

"No dad, come on get up, it's my birthday!"

Hagrid sighed.

"Alright, alright I'm up." he said as he sat up in his bed and looked at his son. "Appy birthday lad!" he smiled.

Hugging his father closely, Harry snuggled in and sighed. Maybe he would wait a bit for his presents.

Hagrid was unable to believe the baby he had been given was five already. It was unfair. He was already too independent as it was.

"What are we going to do today?" asked Harry.

"Well we are going to have to go on the rounds to check every thing as u'ual but then we are going ter go in ta Hogsmeade for the morning and uncle Remus and the Weasley's are going to come and see us this afternoon.."

Harry smiled and shut his eyes. It was a good plan.

The holiday had already begun a week before, so he and his friends were going to get the run of Hogwarts that afternoon.

For breakfast, after they had had been out, they had a fry up which was usually. Normally it was just cereal before Harry unwrapped a few small bits of his presents.

"Yers going to get your main present this after noon," explained Hagrid. "Now shall we get going to Hogsmeade lad?" asked the boys father and Harry nodded his head excitedly.

Hagrid loved taking Harry out on his birthday. They always had the most fun and he had made sure to save up plenty so he could spoil the boys as he deserved. He had been instructed not to years ago, so not to let the boy get a big head but if it was on his birthday, then where was the problem, in spoiling him like? Hagrid didn't see it.

Harry got a could of new toys which he picked out for himself, and then they went down to Honeyduikes and Harry was allowed five different sweets, to be eaten in proportion over the next week.

The sun shone, and his son smiled. Life didn't get better than this for Hagrid who never thought he would have a family of his own..

The guests arrived on time and the party was a roaring Harry had never had such a party. He loved it.

Half way through it though his dad gave him his present.

A boar hound puppy. Just like Fang. Harry couldn't be happier.

"Dad this is so cool." he said as he held the tiny pup in his arms.

"He's only eight weeks old," said his dad to him. "We're going ter 'ave to take very good care of him." he said to him.

"we will." said Harry.

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