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From now on the prompts for this fic that are in each chapter shall appear in the one shot below like normal but just be bold. I won't say what they are but I will put them in bold so they can be seen.

Table 5

Harry tilted his head and watched as everyone ran around, people carrying bags full of food, men laughing with their friends while they built large frameworks strong enough to hold an adult man.

"What's going on?" Harry asked a young woman as she ran by with her arms full of shopping, "Is there a celebration going on tonight?"

"There is," the young woman replied as she eyed Harry carefully, "It's a new celebration but we plan to make it a tradition for as long as we can make it last."

"May I help then?" Harry asked as he held out his arms, "I could help you carry that."

The young woman eyed him once again as her grip tightened around her bag, "I'm sorry but you can't, why don't you go and ask one of the men if they need help? I'm sure they'll be thankful for another pair of hands."

"Alright," Harry said as he ignored the reserved looks the young woman was sending him, "Thank you."

Harry turned to the men that seemed to be digging, "Hi! What are you doing?"

"We're gathering piles of dirt for to be used in the dance that'll happen later on tonight," the lead man answered as the other's continued to dig."

"I've never saw a dance like that before," Harry said as he looked carefully at the piles of dirt, "What about the holes? Will something go in them?"

The lead man nodded his head as he looked at Harry with suspicion, "The drums will be placed into the holes."

"Is this celebration new or what? I mean is it like the Beltane festival I've seen in Scotland on the 1st May?" Harry asked, upon seeing the confused face's he was getting Harry continued, "Can I help you out?"

"Sorry kid but we're alright here, we're nearly done in face," the lead man said, he then pointed to a stall just to the left of them, "I think that Oak could use a hand with his stall...something about it being broken."

"Alright," Harry said trying to hide his emotions, "Thanks."

The lead man nodded his head and continued with his job while Harry went over to the man behind the stall.

"Hello, are you Oak?" Harry asked, "I was told you needed help with fixing something?"

Oak nodded his head without looking up from the pile of paper work, "Yes, the small room that was built to house the Seven Wonders of the World attraction got broken, if you could fix it?"

"Alright," Harry said, happy he could help out, "It shouldn't take too long."

"Thanks, and if you do a good job I'll think to hire you again," Oak said only to pause in his work and look up at Harry in shock, "Oh my, Mr. Potter, it's you!"

"Yes it is me," Harry said with a small frown, "I'm just going to see about fixing that-"

"It's not broken," Oak said quickly, moving to block Harry's path, "I was mistaken, sorry to waste your time."

"Alright…then what can I do to help?" Harry asked, he didn't like what was happening to him one bit.

"I…I think that some ninja's are bringing water back from the pond," Oak said nervously, "You could always help them, or you could give the foreign ninja who are coming to our festival our blessing to show our welcome."

"I'm guessing they'll be needing the water for the bonfire," Harry said, he couldn't carry the job out as fast as the ninjas so that was out of the question, "I guess I could welcome the foreign ninja's…what is the festival about? How should I welcome them?"

Oak didn't reply instead he looked past Harry and looked at whatever was behind the other almost in a hypnotic way. Harry wondered what Oak was looking at until a loud voice came.

"Oak, what the hell do you think you're doing? Go back to your work," commanded Tsunade making both Harry and Oak jump, "Do you want this festival to be a disaster all because of you?"

"N…no my Lady Tsunade," Oak stuttered before returning back to his work, totally ignoring Harry.

"But what about the broken room I was asked to mend?" Harry asked as he gave Oak a worried look.

"Don't you worry about that, I need your help anyway," Tsunade said, placing an arm around Harry's shoulders, "I need you to help me make sure that temptation is kept at bay…also you'll help me take revenge on those who disserve it!"

Harry looked up at the sky; he wondered moon, that was starting to rise, was doing something weird to everyone. What was happening was truly an enigma.

"About time, forget my last words brat and look up at the sky," Tsunade muttered gaining Harry's attention, "A nice night for it too, no rain, or storm or harsh wind to stop us."

"What's going on?" Harry asked with a frown, "First you tell me not to look then you-"

Tsunade didn't reply, instead she moved Harry's head so he was looking into the sky to see fireworks heading up into the sky. Harry gave a confused look only for it to turn into a bright blush as he read the words spelt out by the fireworks.

Happy Birthday Harry Potter.

It was all Harry could do to give a watery smile and say, "You finally spelt my name right."

To Be Continued…